"It's one-o-clock in the morning!" Angel shouted jumping up and down to the music. Beads of sweat surrounding his hairline and a big bottle of henny in his hand. This boy goes hard.
"What?!" I shouted back swaying my hips. I didn't want this night to end but I did have school in 6 hours.
"It's one!" He said grabbing onto my arm. I quickly snatched it away and began dancing again.
"Bitch better have my mother fucking money!" I sang, making my own lyrics along the way. Turning my head away from Angel I made my way to get another drink.
"Your cut off cutie." The bartender said looking at me with his smoldering hazel eyes. He has a scratchy , manly beard going on and he was strongly built. He's white t-shirt barley hanging on. "Want some water? Bread?" He asked poring a glass of water.
"Noo." I whined. "Please," I pouted and hanged over the bar table.
"Here, have some water Blue." The mystery man said hanging me a cup. I snatched it with an attitude and before I was going to drink it Angel slapped it out of my hands.
"Hey!" The mystery man and I said in unison. "I was going to drink that." I cried out.
"Exactly, the fuck Blue. You don't just drink anything someone gives you." Angel said.
"But he's the bartender." I smiled at the man slightly waving and winking at him.
"No he's not." Angel shot the guy a death glare and pulling me to the front door. "Your fucking drunk. You never been to a party before? God, know your limits."
"No," I trailed on trying to find the words. "Rah...!" I screamed out not knowing or understanding what I was talking about. "Where's Rah? He never let me go out to anywhere." I dried tears coming down my face and makeup smearing along with it. "He's never coming back, I know it." I laid on the dirty grass looking up.
Kids passing by not caring that a 18 year old girl was lying drunk with tears and makeup all over her face and a tall man was standing above her. "Get up!" Angel whispered yelled. "People are gonna start staring." He lightly kicked me.
"Let them!" It doesn't matter I thought. "Who cares what people think? I mean everyone does, but why?" I said covering my face. "Why do you fucking care!" I asked.
"You got to be shitting me." I heard a saint whisper as I was hoisted up and thrown over Angels shoulder.
"Please, ugh. Let me down before I-"
"Gross!" I was immediately dropped to the ground. "You didn't just do that." He said unbelievably. "Your cousin owes me so much." He mumbled grabbing me arm and throwing me into a car. I didn't complain. I hade just threw up on him. My stomach felt uneasy and I'm pretty sure I looked a hot mess.
"You look a bloody mess."
"Thanks."
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"Go to sleep, you have school in 5 hours." Kidd prefer popping out if no where. He had a habit of that.
"I'm not going to school." I said dragging my feet towards the stairs.
"The hell you aren't."
"Your not my daddy. I'm going to bed." I said ignoring his rant as I laid on my bed and started to drift off to sleep
I woke up to a faint sound of music.
"Louis 13 and it's all on me, nigga you just bought a shot
Kamikaze if you think that you gon' knock me off the top
Shit, your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car
Don't act like you forgot, I call the shots, shots, shots
Like blah, brrap, brrap
Pay me what you owe me, don't act like you forgot"
The music was blasting through my window. I read the clock and it said 4:20. "Damn," I slept through most of the day. I looked out my window to see the guy from the bar.
"Bitch better have my mother fucking money!" He mocked me from last night.
"You know this is super corny right?" I asked laughing over the loud music.
"Come downstairs!" He laughed. I held one finger out indicating I was on my way. I ran downstage almost falling.
Exiting the quiet house and wright in front of mystery dude in the sweats and a long t-shirt. Did someone change me? "Hi." I slipped into his arms. He was way taller than I thought, maybe 6'5 and looked way older.
"Devin."
"Huh?" I asked.
"My name." He said holding out his hand.
"Oh," I said shaking his hand. "My name is-"
"Blue I know." He smiled
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Teen Fiction*** UNDER CONSTRUCTION!!!!!***** "My name is Kidd and that over there is my homeboy Angel." Kidd pointed to a carmel complexion guy with seemed from here he had green eyes. The guy "Angel" was talk but not as tall as Kidd. Kidd look like he could b...
