The Way

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Y'all been showing me love so imma do the same by publishing ONE more chapter. The next chapter will be published on the 21st

Lani,

"Time for school, get ya ass up bitch!" My orphan mom Tasha yelled from the bottom of the stairs. I sighed ignoring her continuing to fix my hair in the mirror. I hated my life, I swear I don't like it here.

After I did my hair and made sure I had everything I would need I left my room going downstairs into the kitchen. Tahsa was making a plate for Jacob my orphan brother. He's three and the only one here who gives a fuck about me.

"Hi Lani!" He yelled happily running over to me. I smiled sitting my things down going over to give him a hug.

"Hi Jacob!" Tasha came in with his plate telling him to go eat. She walked past me rolling her eyes. Sometimes I wonder why they even took me in if they don't care.

I sighed going into the kitchen to make my plate. Seconds later mark my 'dad' walked in taking the plate from me.

"No the fuck you don't!" He growled going over to the trash dumping the breakfast out. That was a waste of food.

"What the hell?" I said looking at him as he sat the plate in the sink grabbing another one.

"You can feed ya damn self. You got a job." He said plainly going into the dining room sitting at the table where Tasha and Jacob was eating at. I followed him in there giving both of them evil glares.

"How can I buy my own things when you and your wife is constantly taking my shit!" I raised my voice annoyed with this conversation.

"Listen here bitch! You owe us after everything we've done for you. Your grown now so take care of ya damn self." Tahsa said shaking her head. I rolled my eyes picking up my things. If only Jacob wasn't sitting here I would've jumped on her.

"Whatever you and yo ugly ass nigga can kiss my ass." I mumbled but I'm pretty sure she heard.

I walked out the house onto the pavement of pur driving beginning my journey to school. Its my only free space, besides the park. That's where I clear my head.

"Aye ma you need a ride?" Some random as nigga yelled out to me. Rolling me eye, I ignored him picking up my pace. I heard footsteps so I knew he was following me.

"Bitch you ain't hear me?" I stopped in my tracks, slowly turning around. He smirked. "Yea you heard that." I nodded my head raising my head slapping the hell out ta him.

"I'm not a bitch, get the hell away from me." I warned turning to walk away. He grabbed my arm tightly.

"You slap me again and I'll blow yo fuckin brains out." He whispered in my ear.

"Trey! Mam get the hell off her." A voice so familiar said. I looked over facing none other than Chris! I can't stand this nigga.

"You good?" He asked looking at me.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" I mumbled getting out of trey grip. Chris smacked his lips.

"What the fuck is wrong witchu? I'm tryna help yo dumb ass." He said shaking his head. I remained quiet stepping closer to him.

"Fuck you." I said in his face. He mugged me hard as hell.

"Nah, fuck you. Stuck up bitch..." He mumbled but I heard him clearly. Without thinking twice I slapped him just like I did trey. But this time, Chris pushed me back pulling out a gun aiming it at me. My heart started racing.

"Move Chris!" I semi yelled trying to move the gun that he had pressed against my temple.

"Nah what was that shit you was talking?" He asked smirking. I bit my lip burning a hole in his face.

"Get away from me please!" He started to laugh a little.

"Oh I see you learned some manners!" He exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. I swear I hate him. For years he been trying to talk to me and each time I turned him down. Soon after he turned into an even bigger asshole.

"Dude I'm late for school!" I yelled out in frustration. He shrugged.

"I don't give a fuck about yo damn school." He laughed again. He stared at me before putting the gun back up.

"Relax I'm not go shoot yo ass, but the next time you hit me I'll fuck you up." He warned letting me go.

"Your an asshole." I mumbled walking away before he could respond. Great, I already missed first period thanks to his monkey ass.

Chris,

"M-man please g-give me more t-time." This nigga named trell begged. I laughed pulling out my caliber.

"Hell nah, you stole from me my nigga." I smirked aiming my gun at him.

"I'm sorry man. Shit been rough." I shrugged not giving a fuck.

"That ain't my problem." I pulled the trigger sending a bullet through his chest. I put Tue gun back in my waistband.

"Have this trap clean fa I get back." I told my workers as I walked out the trap hopping in my range rover. Nigga been stealing from me a lot lately and I ain't with that shit.

I been in the game since I was 14 and I just turned 20. I'm at the top of all these niggas and it feels great. Only thing is that all the wannabes think they can come steal my shine anytime they want. Not gonna happen.

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First official chapter. How was it?

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I wanted to try something different.
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