After, the whole Zion incident me and R.Y. been on the low for everything nowadays. No more robbing not even planning on one either. Our end was good as hell, the way we did Zion was like taking candy from a baby. Our hit still been ringing in the sreets its even been a whole 2 weeks.
Walking from my room in the back, I entered into the front room and plopped down on the plush velvet sofa. Before, getting on my phone I got up to go get something to eat from the refrigerator.
How about some cereal ? Amiya thought to herself walking towards the fridge.
Amiya went to open up the wooden counter cabinet above the stove reaching for a bowl. Grabbing her favorite cereal Frosted Flakes Amiya poured the cereal into the bowl. Opening the fridge amiya grabbed the milk which felt kind of odd. Amiya twisted the cap open and almost died.
The milk was beyond fucking spoiled the smell was horrific. With a scrunched up face Amiya dunked the funky milk into the garbage. She knew something wasn't right when the milk was feeling heavy as hell. Annoyed as hell amiya walked back into her bedroom to put on her sandals because it looked liked this time around she will be going grocery shopping. Usually, R.Y. would be here to handle all this stuff ,but he was gone out with one of his hoes for the day I guess. I grabbed my house keys out of the centerpiece bowl on the table and I unlocked the 5 locks we have on the door and then outside I went.
Today I decided to walk through the hood. It was such a beautiful day today. The sky had a pink- ish tint with a light blue colored sky and puffy clouds.
After walking for about 5 minutes Amiya finally reached the corner store down the block. Usually, Amiya never got milk from there but today no fucks were given, It was hot as hell too.
Walking in Amiya was being noticed like the hood chick she was. The store cashier had been eyeing Amiya for the longest it was ridiculous. But Amiya never gave him no attention. Daronte was fine as hell but his rapsheet is horrible and plus he has two baby mommas that are nothing to play with.At first the two BM's were dyking with each other but then they had a threesome with Daronte .Tierra got pregnant and started going with Daronte leaving Michelle out the picture, but then Michelle wanted revenge so she slept with Daronte while he was still in a relationship with a full belly pregnant Tierra for over like 6 months then BAM! Michelle ended up pregnant too , and the two baby mama's are now fucking with each other again, including Daronte.
Some stupid shit right? And this nigga has the audacity to keep trying to talk to me. I'm just like hell no because his baby mama's are crazy in love with each other and him and they don't care if he mess around as long as they don't catch him, but don't nobody have time for that like, seriously!"Hey whats up shawty" Daronte said trying to holla at Amiya who had just walked in through the door.
"Nothing much. Just trying to get me some milk" Amiya said stretching out the ''k" in milk.
"Mhmm." Daronte mumbled already enticed with Amiya after her only saying a couple of words.
"How about yourself" Amiya said checking the expiration dates.
" Nothing much just waiting to find me a ride or die shawty" he mumbled." Tuh".
"Why you had to do all that. A nigga can't dream"! Daronte spoke throwing his hands up in surrender.
" Haha very funny nigga. You ready know what's up stop acting brand new".
Amiya said reaching for the coldest jug of milk in the back of the fridge.Ding! The stores door bell went. In sauntered a group of young black girls rocking the same colors of gold and black. They thought they were shit, slanging weave and looking unbothered with their sitting bitch faces. They looked over at Daronte in disgust. Who was drooling from the mouth like the nasty dog that he was.
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Hard Apple (Urban Fiction)
Ficción GeneralAmiya life is always at the bottom of the barrel. She's growing up in a rural area and state of mind can it get better? Will someone save her? or lead her on to destruction to become a hard ass apple left to rot.