A M I R I
"Amiri get your ass in here and clean up this living room" my mom Angela said. I got out of bed as fast I could knowing she would beat me if I didn't.
"Yes m'am." I said just loud enough for her to hear me. I walked in the living room and before I could start cleaning she grabbed me by my hair and threw me to the ground. I tried to stand up but she punched me in my jaw.
" You worthless piece of shit. I should have aborted you when I had the chance." She yelled in my face. Those words don't hurt anymore. She's been saying that every since my dad left us 10 years ago when I was 9. She's still not over it but I am. He just left us here to struggle and he doesn't care. I was knocked out of my thoughts when I was kicked in the stomach. I curled up in pain. My mom stood over me with a smirk on her face.
"You better have this living room clean by the time I get home." She said before walking out slamming the front door behind her. I slowly got up in pain and started cleaning up even though she wouldn't be back home for days. She was on drugs bad so I didn't depend on her for anything.
My dad left me and mom for a white lady. He has 2 kids with her. He's in the drug business so he makes a nice amount of money. He comes to see me every couple of years. His wife doesn't like me and of course he chose her over me. I never met his other kids and to be honest I don't want to.
I was snapped out of my thoughts by some loud banging on the door. I walked over and opened it to be met with two men and one of them was holding a gun to my head. I quickly shut and locked the door and ran down the hallway towards my room. Before I made it passed my bedroom door the door was front door was knocked off the hinges and the first guy shot me in the back of my leg. I tumbled to the ground holding my leg and rocking backing and forth. He slowly walked up to me and grabbed me by hair and dragged me to the front door. I screamed and kicked but he continued to drag me outside to a black hummer. He threw me in the back seat and closed the door. I tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge. They got in the car and pulled off. We drove around for thirty minutes of me crying about my leg and them being completely quiet before we pulled up to black warehouse on a dirt road. One of the men pulled me out of the car roughly by my arm making me fall on the ground and scream when my leg hit the ground. He pulled me into the warehouse into an office where my father sat behind a desk and smirked at me.
"Your mom owes me money for the drugs she's been sniffing up her nose all day." He said to me. I just sat on the floor confused and in pain at why he had me sent here and the bullet in my leg.
"Well what does that have to do with me?" I asked with an attitude. He chuckled and shook his head.
"She told me she didn't have any money but she offered you so we would leave her alone." He said still smirking. I know my mom didn't give two fucks about me but this was low.
"Since tour technically my daughter I won't jeep you in a cell, you will be staying with one of my hit man because I know he'll kill you if you try to run." My dad said and I was still quiet. I was in shock. Neither of my parents cared about me and probably never would.
The office door opened, snapping me out of my thoughts and dude around my age came through the door dressed in black from head to toe. He was lightskin with tattoos covering both arms.
"Rome I need you to take my daughter to your crib for a couple says until I figure out what I'm gonna do with her." My dad said to the young guy who I guess his name is Rome.
"No" he simply said to mg father as he sat down in a chair in front of my dad.
" Who do you think your talking to boy you work for me. If I tell you to take the bitch to your house then you do it." My father said to him getting loud. Rome chuckled before standing up.
" First of all I dont work for you nigga. I'm a hit man for you which means I kill the people that's too hard for your bitch ass crew to do and if I wanted you dead it would be easy to kill you. So watch your tone." He said to my dad calmly. My dad just sat there looking shocked and scared while he slowly nodded. Rome got of his seat and walked towards the door.
"Come on." He said looking at me. I was scared as hell to go with him. If he put fear in my dad be must really be on his shit.I looked to my dad who was staring at me with a smirk and I rolled my eyes.
"Hurry your ass up damn, I don't have all day." He said sounding annoyed so I got up as fast as I could with my leg still bleeding out. I was starting to get dizzy from the loss of so much blood. Rome took notice and surprisingly grabbed me by my waist and helped me outside to his all black Benz. He grabbed a towel from the back seat and wrapped it around my keg so I wouldn't bleed all over his car. I got in and he pulled off. We had been driving for 10 minutes in silence and my leg was hurting more than before and the towel was covered in blood.
"Do you think you could take me to a hospital please." I asked him and he looked down at my leg then back at the road. He didn't answer he just kept driving. 20 minutes later we pulled at a hospital and he helped me out of the car and inside. I had to fill out some paper work before I taken to a hospital room where they removed the bullet and wrapped ny leg up. It took about 3 hours and when the doctors were finished they gave me some painkillers and we were out the door. We got in the car and drove around until we pulled up to a big house in a gated community. It was a brown house with a pretty front yard and a nice garden. He unlocked the door and it looked better on the inside then the outside. It was a white and black themed house. It was nicely furnished but it didn't look like anybody else lived here.
" Do you live alone?" I asked him and he looked at me annoyed.
"Not anymore because I have to babysit a grown ads woman. " He said rudely.
"Trust me I don't want to be here anymore than you want me to be here." I said.
"Yeah because you would rather live in a house with that that crack addicted thing you thing you call a mother." He said. I was shocked and hurt. I know I have a fucked up kife but he didn't have to throw that in my face. I sat down on his all white couch while he went in the kitchen.
I would have never thought this was where I would be when I woke up this morning.
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De Todo"Amiri get your ass in here and clean up this living room" my mom Angela said. I got out of bed as fast I could knowing she would beat me if I didn't. "Yes m'am." I said just loud enough for her to hear me. I walked in the living room and before I c...
