Bryant POV
It was crazy. Life was just messed up. My mom has been in jail for four years because of me. I got her into bullshit. Right now I'm taking her over to my house Kandice seems fed up with my father and I wouldn't blame her. He was always so strict about spending money on necessary things for the baby yet he spent 30,000 on getting my mother out of jail.
" Where's his necklace?"
" What?"
" The day that you left I put a cross around his neck where is it?"
" I keep it at the house. He would just lose it anyway. Its hanging in my bedroom"
My mom sighed and played with Lyfe in the back seat.
" Mom?"
" yes Bryant?"
" I missed you."
It was quiet after that I mean like dead silence. She got Lyfe out of the car and I walked to the door with her bags. We both walked in the house.
Layla pov
I was getting really lightheaded at how much smoke was in my airway. They were smoking weed laced with crack and it was scary for me. I mean yeah I smoke and maybe pop a pill here or there but I've never in my life messed with anything besides weed and extasy. I hung tightly to Levi who in return sat me down on the dirty couch with like six different niggas and 2 females. Readers let me tell you maybe before I seemed like I was hard or halfway ratchet or something....... But now being set in this setting I realize that it's nothing I want to be apart of. My mind told me to get out of here before that blunt was even handed to me, but now as I see myself putting it up to my lips I thought of how really alone I was in this world. My sister left me. Bryant is a nobody to me and all I have is what Levi had and if this was all he was willing to give me then........ Hey I'd take it. I took five long drags of the blunt my head felt funny and my arm felt numb. I only felt safe when Levi took me to a backroom and laid me down.
I only felt safe when he undressed me.
I only felt safe when I was loosing conscious and he was making love to me.
This boy was like my cross. He was my keepsake.
