The promise *On Hold *

chapter 6

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Zack's pov

" drop him carefully " mark said but me being me i just dropped the fool 'uncarefully' if that's even a word.

"I said to drop him carefully"

"And i did not hear you" i threw over my shoulder as i made my way to the bar we were currently at lance house after my jerkness towards dorinda we brought lance home.

I got to the bar and poured myself a glass of vodka, "you were quite mean to that diana girl" mark said while taking a seat next to me, typical him to forget her name.

"You have been saying that since we left the store it was not any of her business and her name is dorinda" i mean whats the big deal, so i was mean to her who cares there's not a law that states that i have to be nice, moreover all this wouldn't have happened if mark was more careful.

"You could have said it a little bit nicer" he said taking a sip of his drink. "Well all this wouldn't have happened if you had just kept lance on a leach" i said irritatedly, he shouldn't have brought lance to my moms place of work, if mrs smith so much as got a sniff of coke on me or around me it rehab all over again.

"So it's my fault" mark whisper yelled probably because he didn't want to disturbe lance but that fool was out like a chicken on christmas day. "It's my fault he called his parent and he baby brother picked the call, after talking to the little guy he just lost it and was taking cocaine like his life depends on it, i didn't know what to do so i brought him......" Mark tried to explain but i cut him shut still quite angry.

"So your smart ass idea was to bring him to a store where my mother works" i yelled throwing my hands loosely in the air, after the first rehab i promised my mom that i was through with the drugs and surprisingly she and my dad still thrust me and i intend to keep it that way.

"Look am sorry man" yah sorry definitely cuts it, i just finished my drink and walked to the door "i gotta go pick grace" i said before walking out the door
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dorinda's pov

"Stop that nor" i said to my little brother as we walked home, i got my first pay cheque today and of cause i gave it to my mom to pay for the house rent but she insisted that i got a new bike but after a long round of arguing we decided to split it, i took half to fix my bike while she took the rest.

"dora am hungry" norman said while pulling my hair again, "be patient we are almost there" i said while shifting him to my other waist and adjusting the grocery in my hand, we also did a little shopping since mom also got her pay today.

"What are we eating ?" norman asked looking at me with his big brown eyes, "it's your favorite pancake" i said and he just grinned showing of his white teeth.

We finally got to our house, honestly i think our neighborhood is more quite and save than the other but it not quite save at night i remember i almost got robbed or was it raped one night it was quite scary.

The house is a brick bungalow, it's green well most of it that isn't faded yet, the grass on the lawn is quite disturbing and honestly i think there's a snake in there even if it's just knee length long.

My favorite thing or place in the house would be the porch where the swing my dad made still stand glorious as every, norman and i walked through the white wooden gate, i opened the door and walked straight to the kitchen to drop the grocery and make dinner.

The inside of the house is quite empty it looks like no one lives here, the kitchen is not really a separate room since the only thing demarcating the kitchen from the living room is an island that's placed at the far end of the living room creating a little space to call the kitchen, and the living room doesn't even have live since it's empty, well except for the little television we have in there, my mom has tried to sell it on countless occasions but i refuse to let that tv go, it practically normans school since he watches all those education films on it.