𝘋𝘳𝘶𝘨 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

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𝘛𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘈𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘑𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴
𝘋𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘴, 𝘛𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘴

"Shadow come on." He had to go get his fur clean and nails cut today but he wanna run around. He piss me off when he do this.

I finally caught him and picked him up. I put him into his little carrier and put him in the car then I got into the car.

I ain't never having kids. This fucking cat is efuckingnough.

After we finished up there, I went to get some food.

I got some raisin canes.

"Finna chow down Shadow." I earned a meow from him.

Prissy ass lil nigga.

I got home talking him out the car and bringing my food in.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕? 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕. 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓, 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍." 𝑺𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒌𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒇𝒖𝒍.

"𝑴𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆! 𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒚?" 𝑴𝒚 10 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒎 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏.

𝑵𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒔, 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕.

"𝑫𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚!" 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 911 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅.

𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒕𝒔.

I started tearing up remembering everything about that night.

I looked at my bag of pills and swallowed two.

I love the high I get from them but I also love the numbness I feel. I feel like nothing can affect me while i'm high.

I cut a little bit then sat there taking everything in.

I laid in my bed eating my food and ended up sleep.

𝘚𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯 𝘚𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘩
𝘋𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘴, 𝘛𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘴

I got up out of my bed. I looked at the time seeing it was 6:00. Damn I was sleep for 12 hours. I grabbed my lean off the dresser and drunk some.

I then looked at my phone. I had some people sliding up on my story. Finna have my fun.

"Man Quan. You been sleep all damn day nigga. Them drugs be whooping your ass." E came in my room.

Me and E grew up together it's always been Ithan and Sekani. Then we met Robert.

"Who you telling damn." I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth.

This shit get boring. I'm really here for no reason. Ain't nothing in my life keeping me going but my momma.

I don't really care to fall in love, all these bitches want is dick and money. None of these hoes really looking for love.

I also don't like bitches touching me at all in general.

I got dressed. Finna go cash this check.

"I'll be back lil nigga." I said to Ithan. "Stay safe." He said. "Always"

" 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝑲𝒂𝒏𝒊. 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐𝒏. "

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒑𝒔 "

Thinking about my father pisses me off and makes me feel sad at the same time.

We warned him so much about that street shit but his ass never listened. 

"𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘎𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨." I rapped along with youngboy.

I drunk some of the Henny from my cup along with some of my lean.

I put the check into the ATM waiting for the money to dispense, making sure to observe my surroundings.

I scam and sell drugs. I sell these shits on my own on wanna be innat street shit or gang violence that ain't me.

I grabbed the bills and looked at my phone seeing it ringing. I answered putting it on speaker.

"Hey son, how you doing?" I smiled hearing my mom's voice. She's such an amazing person.

Her smile can brighten up a room and even after my dad died, she still managed to be an amazing mother. I'll always respect my mom.

"Hey ma, and i'm doing well, how about you?"

"Oh nothing just wondering if you, Ithan, and Robert want to come over for some Sunday dinner."

"Yea. We'll be on our way in about 30 minutes to an hour."

"Okay son. I love you."

"Love you too ma." I said letting her hang up.

"Alright bye bye now." She finally hung up.

I drunk more of my liquor and drove back to the house. "E and Rob, niggas let's go."

"Where we going?" They both came downstairs with headset on their head.

"Ask questions later."

They both grabbed their guns. "Don't take them into my momma house. Y'all know I don't play that shit."

"Ok nigga. I ain't finna be lacking though." Rob said smiling at his gun.

Gay ass nigga.

We got in the car and Rob got on the aux.

"Lemme put y'all on to this hard ass song my bitch be playing."

"I'm F-R-E-E fuck nigga free." This nigga really was singing along with the song.

"Yea you a F-R-U-I-T-Y ass nigga." E said laughing at hisself.

Both these niggas rub me the wrong way sometimes.