Chapter #6 Ghetto

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Mya In MM.

Queen/G Pov

Sometimes i wonder why was this life chosen for me like forreal i had to really think about it because, i ain't really doing nothing with my life but, living off on someone and striving to see another day in this fucked up life i am willing to try stay in.

Sometimes i wonder....why god choose me i mean yah...i know others suffering way more then me but, It about them it's about me because, my life is the problem and i am basically the solution.

People sometimes say why are you so queit...why are you so mean..well im quiet because, when you have been yelling and screaming for help..there ain't no one else there for you... Im mean because, thats the only personality my mind would allow me to show because, it knows.i feel lonely at times i do but, i have yet to show it.I ain't perfect i know..but the flaws i have wasn't ment for me to be perfect.

I don't show emotions outside at all im like a cold hearted niggah and the only options for me, live, die or strive.You would think im okay on the inside just by how closed up and goofy i am but, all that goes away when you see the hurt that lies inside my eyes waiting come out from the dark...

BEEEPPPPPP!!

I was brought out my thoughts by that shitty ass alarm clock but, i will say with out it i won't have a job even though im off today.

I sat up in my bed rubbing the sleep from my eyes after throwing the cover off me yawning.I soon got up after 2 minutes stretching.opening the curtains to bring that beautiful sun light and morning bird singing.

I went off into the bathroom turning on the bathroom light.I rubbed across my face getting the toothbrush i have been using since i got here and started to brush.

After doing that hygein i went back in my room going in the closet picking out set of clothes for today.after that i thrru my messy hair in a messy bun making my way downstairs.I got downstairs opening the fridge.getting out breakfast suplies that niggah really need to go for groceries...

I got down getting the pans and other suplies only popping up to see that crazy niqqah himself..Smiling..i rolled my eyes.yes me and rico are on good terms but he just irritates.For what? I sure as hell don't know.

"What do you want rico".i said standing back up closeing the cabinet with my knee turning back to the stove.

"Tbh you but a niggah can't get no hi or good 'morn' rico".he said now steping in the kitchen watching me.

I started to stir the eggs in the bowl. I turned around looking at him while stiring.."Well i guess so, Hi..Rico".i said rolling my eyes out of habit.

"Good mornin ma and if you keep rollin em eyes of yo's them shits gone get stuck forreal.N idk what you think you doing wearn them lil shorts shorts tryna tease a niggah".he said shaking his head.i must admit he is to sexy but, he hoeful so dat ain't happen no time soon.but short shorts??.

I looked down to see me with blue lace shorts spongebob shirt an socks."Uhh i een even kno i was in em an ain't no one tryna tea-".i got cutt off by a female voice.did i tell you rico made me practically stay here but i told him he needed space and he got to many disrespectful gurls.he said he'll keep them in check wich i doubt.

"Hey daddy".the gurl said flashing a smile.I ain't finna even lie she was pretty afk prettier then the other girl i saw she was thick or whateva.i just rolled my eyes and kept cooking did i mention she red bonded..."Hey gigi wassup".he said dryly.

"Im good wa-uhh who is this gurl".she said already sounding like she about to get rude.i had my back turned because, i was placeing the bacon on the pan and making sure the eggs don't burn.

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