Living As A 'No Good' *An Urban Thug Story*

Living As A No Good(7)

Chapter 7

~Racquel's P.OV~

[Several hours Later]

After putting all of my clothes back on, I walked through to the front and walked out of Chocolate City's front door. Most people were already gone so I had no interruptions as I left.

The early morning sun was out, shining down on me as I walked. As bright as it was, it didn't help the cold much, the wind only making it worse.

I cuffed the area around my neck where he had choked me last night, the soreness and irritation still hadn't worn down. I knew for a fact without even looking at it, that he'd left a mark. What if Miss Amanda saw this when I got back? I really didn't feel like answering questions, all I wanted was some sleep.

It felt like forever before I had finally reached the shelter on feet. I walked back to the side of the shelter and climbed the ladder I had come down from. I pulled the ladder up once I was on the outside of the second floor and laid it down. I walked to the window of our bedroom and lifted it. I hadn't even put both of my feet through the window before,

"Where were you?" I heard that usual annoying but concerned voice. I rolled my eyes as I hopped back inside and saw Miss Amanda. I ignored her, walking past her and to the bathroom, closing it behind me not able to lock it because it didn't have a lock. I was sitting down ready to pee when the door swung open,

"What The F-"

"I didn't ask you a question for you to ignore me Racquel, now where the hell were you?" Miss Amanda's arms were crossed as she stood in the doorway.

"Can I piss first?!" I asked much fury in me, my heavy eyes and tiresome body only making me feel worse.

"You wanna know something Racquel?" She asked, no I thought. "Most people could only dream to be as lucky as you are. You probably don't think so but you have it better than most-"

"You don't know shit about me lady-"

"I know that you're very stubborn and don't like wanting or needing help," Her voice soothed a little.

"I-"

"And I also know that you have a horrible problem with authority and listening to people. Period. Now when you're done, you need to get some sleep because I know that your ass was gone all night. We're gonna be going somewhere in a little bit." She said, slamming the bathroom door closed before I could ask where.

I rolled my eyes, whiping myself and flushing the toilet. I walked to the sink and turned on the faucet, catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I looked back up and peered at my neck through the mirror. There was a slightly purple ring going around it. If I had been a few shades darker, it wouldn't have been able to be seen but my smooth, light skin complexion made the mark very visible. I sighed. Another mark to remind me of how troublesome and shitty my life is.

I walked out of the bathroom and to my side of the room, all of the girls including Farrah were gone, most likely downstairs. So I had the room to myself. I stripped into only a bra and boy shorts and climbed into my twin sized bed, falling straight to sleep.

[Four hours later]

The sound of laughter woke me from my good sleep. I rolled my eyes and folded my pillow over my ears and squeezed, the talking and laughing only getting louder. I groaned, throwing the pillow from around my head and sitting up.

"Do you Mind?!" I yelled as my eyes landed on Amber, Farrah, and Michelle, their smiles instantly fading. "I'm trying to sleep here!" I added pulling my long strands of hair from my face.