𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞

Ⅲ: no role modelz.

not based of true events. if anything written is at the slightest similar then it's a coincidence.

2 months later...

I'm home. Finally. But not for long. I've got weed to sell and customers to fulfill. Oh what, you thought I would have learned my lesson? Naw. Reader you got this stuff all wrong. See in my life, I make my coin, I spend my coin and I make more coin. Simple. It's a cycle.

They couldn't hold me over 2 months, I'm a poor hopeless minor and I'll use that card for a few more years. Juvie did suck. But prison can't be half as bad. Right? I'll survive, I'm tough. And if all else fails I'll smuggle weed and sell it in my off time. Simple, again.

While I was gone my dad got in a car crash and died. Rip. But I couldn't care less. He wasn't in my life anyways. He'd do the discipline and leave me alone. He wouldn't be any type of role model in my life... and Jackie would take that position. And sometimes I don't appreciate him enough. Angel told me he felt guilty for my fuck-up. What a fucking surprise. Someone actual gives a fuck about me. And reader don't start with that 'that's why he acts like that' bull shit. I act like this because I was raised like this and as mentioned in previous chapters, Jackie was a badass kid.

I've always felt like I've never been wanted and it'll always be like this, Aaliyah will never want me, my own family disowns me and my life is sucking ass right now. I've lost all my friends from one word. They told me to change and I said no. I said no. I FUCKING SAID NO AND THEY LEFT ME. Reader, tell me why I'm crying?

"Michael it's not safe out here.. especially with the work and job that you have. You have to change." My bestfriend Jermaine-not my brother- told me.

"No. That's not the life I want. This is what I chose and what I want. Be happy with it or leave me." I crossed my arms at the sudden demand.

Guess what option they chose? Yep. They left me.

And while they walked away, they whispered amongst each other mainly Jermaine saying "he doesn't wanna be saved, let him figure out himself that he won't make it."

And ever since then... I've been trying my absolute hardest to prove him wrong.

"Michael! I've been calling your name for the longest time, you in there??" Aaliyah yelled into his ear, he had totally forgotten he invited her over. "I'm glad your back. Let's just hope you don't end up back in the juvenile detention center, cause God knows you bad."

"Ha ha." He rolled his eyes. "We gone study or what? Where yo books at?"

"Study? Boy, they kicked you outta school." Lae lae said while coming in through his bedroom window.

"Y'know he gotta front door right?" Liyah asked, as her and Angel did their handshake.

"Kicked me outta of.. WHAT?!"

"Yeah. Duh. I came over to tell you we can't study because of the fact you aren't allowed within 500 yards of the school.." she mumbled the last part.

"How? I live within 500 yards of the school, what do they expect from me? To move?"

"Yikes." She hid a laugh.

"SOLAE, YOU AREN'T HELPING!" He yelled at her while stepping up to her.

"You better back the fuck up before you get smacked the fuck up. And boy, I know you've heard those words before.... you know who my nigga is don't try us." She yelled into his face but in a more calming manner.

"This ain't the time to argue! We gotta find you a school nearby." Aaliyah said aggressively, tired of them yelling 24/7. "But, Mike, on the real, don't you think this is a sign that you should stop acting the way you act?" She sighed. "You need to change."

Breathing hitched, and eyes widened in surprise. "Get out." He grumbled, his eyebrows furrowing, and his fists clenched. His stomach turning in knots from those terrible words.

"Say what?"

His eyes began to water as his patience was growing low, he was always taught to never put his hands on a woman and he stood by that. "Get out. Before I do something I will strongly regret."

"Excuse me?" She threw her long black hair over her shoulder and placed a hand on her hip.

Randy stood outside the door. Listening in. He originally came to tell his brother dinner was ready, but he had to stop him or he'd hurt himself and possibly the girls, if he was pushed to that point.

"Y'all gotta go." Randy commented while stepping into the room. "He finna spaz for real!"

Angel walked out and followed a stunned Aaliyah who was so angry she could....ugh.

As soon as they left he began punching his pillow repetitively, seething. He was livid. He threw his glass vase at the door.

"Damn. Time for dinner.." Randy pauses letting all the negative energy leave the room. He stood awkwardly in the corner of his room and Michael shoots a death glare at him. Randy cracks a smile and Michael does too. They both fix their faces and act mad again just to end up in a fit up laughter. "Naw but for real, time fa dinner, I know yo' chicken leg getting realll cold right now."

"Shut up." Michael gave Randy a hard noogie while they walked  out of the room and to the dinner table.