Chapter 3

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(Anthony in the MM)

Lyfe P.O.V 👑

"Come on Lyfe, u gotta come" my friend Torin was trying to get me to go to a stupid club.

"Idk Torin who's gonna watch D"

"You know my mom got u Lil

She calls me Lil my middle name is Innocence. Lyfe Innocence Legend.

" uhhhhh I still don't know"

"Ah come on D will be in good hands you need a break Lil you work to damn hard, get no time to yourself, you need this one night to let go and party drink your problems away, you earned it girl "

" fine I'll go but I'm going in sweatpants and sneakers"

"Yess and ha over my dead fucking body trick I'll be there at 7 to pick you up. Dress sexy or I'll cut u anyway Luv u bye mwah smooches" she hung up without letting me give her an answer.

Ugh stupid trick.

Guess I'm going to a party tonight. Yippee ki freaking yay.

"Mommy doorbell" I hear Chunks yell to me from the living room.

Who the hell could that be. I swear to god if it's Torin imma kill a bitch. No joke this ain't a game.

I ran downstairs and saw D watching spongebob.

"Watchu know bout this little one " shiiit she don't know.

I walked in the dinning room to open the front door.

All I saw was a good for nothing cock sucking bitch who likes to call herself my mother.

"Aww hell what the fuck you want" I gave her the meanest mug.

" watch your mouth little girl I'm still your mother" she said walking uninvited into my house.

She looked terrible. I give credit when it's do my mother use to be gorgeous. With long curly black hair and pretty grey eyes, she was breathe taking. But she turned to drugs when my father went to jail.

She was skinny and pale with thinning hair. She was only 42 she looked 76. She was scratching herself and twitching. Damn lady wth happened to you I thought to myself.

"Well excuse the hell out of me Diane but you are not my mother just a lady who gave birth to me." I spat at her

"So disrespectful, I raised you better then this Lyfe."

"You have the nerve to walk into my house and call me disrespectful, don't you fucking dare and you didn't raise me daddy did, you were just there to take up space." I hated this women with a passion.

"I didn't come here to fight I need a favor"

" A favor hell to the fucking no get the hell out of my house" I told her

" I need money"

" Money? For what drugs. No"

"Come on Lyfe don't be like that" she said eyeing the things in my house. She walked into the living room and I followed.

"Who's this" she asked referring to December.

"My daughter, you have met on several occasions you fucking forgetful crack head"

" oh right that's right you had a kid, at 19 so dumb how old are you now?"

"21 Diane"

"Right, so about that money"

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