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"Remember what I told you?"
"Yes, i should go in there and demand for my stuff, if she tries anything i shouldn't hesitate to call you" Chantelle gave a smile and a thumbs up, instantly making me chuckle. Her car was parked in-front of the house. My heart beat got faster and faster as I approached my door. I took a deep breathe before knocking three times. A few seconds past before my sister screamed "AYE WHO IS IT FAM" I rolled my eyes.
"It's winter" I said calmly, I heard her kiss her teeth as she unlocked the door, she stared at me with an evil smirk causing me to give her a weird look.
"Look who came back" she chuckled "mum said I'm not allowed to let you in. So you i suggest you go back to wherever the fuck you was g" she laughed as she attempted to shut the door in my face but I stopped it with my foot. All I need to get is the rest of my stuff then I'm gone... forever.
"Let me get my stuff man" I said sternly, she look at me in shock before laughing in my face. Trying her best to belittle me with her actions.
"Hear you! Stop doing that, your not bad for no one. The most you'll ever do is raise your voice... your not touching me so watch your tone" she chuckled as she pushed my shoulder.
"CHANTELLE" I screamed. She hopped out the car in an instance, quickly running to the door, standing right beside me. This is my actual ride or die.
"Yo, Let her in man. Why you so being bare difficult bro?" Chantelle questioned with a slight mug. One thing about Chantelle is that she doesn't give a fuck about who you are... she's going to stand up to you.
"Are you skunked? Wait. Who the fuck are you talking?" Summer questioned with her hand behind her back, reaching for something and Chantelle did the same.
"I dare you" Chantelle laughed. I never actually understood why any of them carried knives around. They don't have "opps" or anything. I feel as if it's more for show. They wouldn't look like they carry knifes though.
Summer gave a small smirk, the fact that Chantelle challenged her probably intrigued her. Weirdo.
"You've got five minutes, make it quick, cause' if mum comes I'm pissed." she spat before opening the door wide enough for the two of us to come through, I hurried upstairs and packed EVERYTHING. Making sure not not leave a single thing.
A picture of me and Roland laid against my bed stand alongside my lamp. My first love... my first everything. I despised him, but yet I couldn't stop loving him. Cheating on me was bad. But cheating on me with my older sister is worse, to me he was home. He had cheated a couple times before that but I kept going back to him cause that's all I knew, and I was honestly just a dumb bitch. My mission was to get him out his lifestyle cause I knew the potential he had. He was kind, loving and caring at times. A smart and intelligent young man who wasted his talents in the street instead. "Please don't cry" I whispered to myself as I get my chest becoming heavy. I went up to the window, and through the picture out, hearing the glass around the frame shatter.... And so did a piece of me.
"AYE WINTER YOU GOOD?" Chantelle called out "yeah, I'm coming down now" I responded. Wiping my face from the tears and clearing my voice so she couldn't tell I was upset.
"Ready?" She asked, I simply nodded my head in response. Trying to take my mind off Roland.
"LOCK THE DOOR BEHIND YOU!" summer shouted from the living. Chantelle kissed her teeth before doing so. We approached the car. A heavy weight has been lifted off my chest. I'm free. I'm finally free.
My head rested against the window, starting outside as Chantelle drove through Peckham, the ghetto of London. Boys run away when I tell them where I'm from so I always try to avoid the question. Looking outside Peckham library and seeing different cultures here always made me happy. I just love how diverse it is here. Makes it easier for people to fit in.
"Where we going?" I asked Chantelle as I seen she was talking a different route than usual.
"Chill I'm not kidnapping you" she laughed as she looked over at me and seen me with a straight face. "My bad gosh, we're going to Kay's place. They're having their annual get together thing" she smiled. Kay had been our best friend for about 10 years. He had just come back from university in Birmingham so this was looking to be a packed event. He's our " hood celeb".
"So you want me to go dressed like who did it and what for? I'm wearing crocs bro. I'm not stepping to a motive with crocs" i laughed and shook my head, Chantelle bursted into laughter "but some girls come with crocs to motives" she chuckled. "Well I'm not some gyal' and some gyal' are not me" I shrugged, causing her to loose abit of control of the wheel making my heart sink to my stomach.
"I'm going to refrain from talking and making you laugh since you are on a suicicide mission" i chuckled and she tried to control herself.
"We'll go back to mine, change and go." She smiled and I looked at her with a confused face, "what?" She questioned. "So you seriously wanted me to roll to the even with this outfit? Knowing that the whole of south east is going to be there? You don't respect me" I laughed shaking my head.
"I never actually expected you to say you wanted to go. Normally when you go you hide yourself in Kay's room. Lock the door and hangout Netflix. The only time you I would come down is for food" she right, I hate socialising but I'm trying to you know... come out of my comfort zone.
"Who said I wasn't doing that this year?" I questioned her and she kissed her teeth.
