Carters' Throne (Urban Story)

Can Anybody Hear Me?

Anyone who has lived through it, or those who are now living through it, knows that caring about an addict is an complex and fraught and debilitating as an addiction itself

-David Sheff
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Im still stuck on the married thing.
She doesn't wear a ring ?
She doesn't have talk about it?
They don't live together.
I don't really get it.

*Knock*

"Aye maine get the doe." Kenny said tapping me.

"This is your house."

"Maine go get the doe." I got up and opened the door. In walked Tyreek,DeMarcus, and Jada. Jada looks like she's ready for bed and really doesn't care for being here while Ty and Marcus looks kind of pissed.

"Yo why tf you not answering yo fucking phone?" Ty asked Kenny. "My crazy ass girl broke my shit. Wassup?" Jada sat next to Kenny and snatched the bag of chips he was eating from his hands and began eating them.

"Damn fat ass, Gone and have em." He looked at Jada and she chuckled before resting her head on his shoulder. "You know ole boy, with the fucked up hair cut."

He nodded. "Mark?"

"He got robbed like 20 minutes ago."

"This the third time this week somebody done got hit. What the f*ck ?"

"Same shit I saying. Yall need to find out who tf doing this shit and handle they ass." Jada spoke. "I mean asap, I cant afford to lose no more product."

"Ight. Jada I know you like mg little sister and shit but that don't mean you can just come in my spot and take my shit." Kenny snatched the bag from her.

She laughed. "Snake, You do the same thing when you come over my house so shut the f*ck up." She reached in her jacket pocket and pulled out her ringing phone.

"Hello.....Whoa, Majah slow down baby....Okay. Stay in your room im on my way." We all watched as she spoke on the phone. You could tell something was wrong because her whole body language changed.

Jada
I was sitting on Snake's couch laughing at him whine about eating his chips.

"Im just saying tho." He said before I answered the phone call I was getting from DaMajah (Da•Mya)

Majah is a 10 year old I kinda took under my wing. She reminds me of myself when I was her age. Her mother is an addict and so is mine. I know how it feels to have to grow up at a young age and take care of your mother and brother. I didn't have anyone to be there for me and to take care of me so I ended up going down the wrong road so I just want to see her be better than me. Whatever she needs im there, I don't care how big or small it is. If they need money to keep the lights on I will give it to her because I don't want her to have to hustle in the streets like I did. If its $5 for a school field trip I'll pay it because I don't want her to miss out. If her mother didn't dislike me so much I would have her living with me and in a better school but her crack head ass mama will not go for that.
I see Majah as my own child, so don't mess with her unless you want a visit from the crazy b*tch inside of me Carter.

"Hello?" I answered. "Jada, Im scared. There are men in our house with guns."

"Whoa, Majah slow down baby."

"Jada they said their going kill us." She cried.

"Okay stay in your room im on my way." I got up. "Marcus give me your keys." I held out mg hand impatiently.

"Whats going on wid Majah?"

"I dont know , she said something about men and guns. Just give me the keys."