Teenage Mother

Chapter 4

Chelsea POV

Today is the start if my new attitude. I have no friends, cheating boyfriend, and bitchy parents. Now I'm going to start treating them how I feel treated.

I stepped inside the school observing my area. I walked to my locker pushing people that was in my way.

"Hey, watch it"

I rolled my eyes "Shut up"

She looked at me "Wait aren't you Dre's girlfriend?"

"Yea, why?"

She snickered and walked off.

I didn't find shit funny. I opened my locker and got my books out. When I closed my locker Sasha was standing there.

We both blurted out "I'm sorry" .
We looked at each other and laughed. We walked to class together. I have my friend back.

Deandre POV

I didn't go to school because I ain't want to. My uncle said I need to make a few drops. I love the easy way out but I want to chill sometimes. If my mother didn't have cancer I wouldn't be playing in the streets.

At the trap house I smoked a blunt with my main nigga Murk. He was known for beating niggas ass, that's where Murk come from.

"You still fucking with Faith?" he asked.

"Yea" I said as I passed the blunt. "She gave me head the other day" I smiled looking at him "That shit was A1"

He started laughing.

He knew why I fucked around. Chelsea wasn't putting out and I'm a nigga. I need hoes. The only thing I ever did with Chelsea was make out. That ain't enough for me.

Murk passed me the blunt "You better get that shit before her ex do"

I nodded remembering when I caught her with her ex in the room. I just hope nothing serious went down. If she cheated I would beat his ass then hers. It was silent for a while. All you could hear is us blowing out weed.

" Dre ? Why you still with Chelsea? " Murk asked breaking the silence.

I shook my head "I don't know. Ion think she faithful, to be honest "

Before he could say something my uncle called me. Time to make these drops. Murk finished the blunt off and we rode out.

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I was tired. Today was a long day. I couldn't get no pussy because I was making money. I didn't get any head either. Today was fucked up, seriously. I was hearing shit bout Chelsea. I couldn't believe it though. I denied the shit they told me. I started rolling a blunt to clear my head.

BANG BANG BANG !!!

"Who tf banging on my door?" I snatched my room door open. My baby sister was standing there crying.

My attitude immediately softened "Whats wrong Des?"

She sniffled "Daddy gone"

I sighed. Every other night she cries because my dad is gone. My dad left us when she was six. She always think its her fault why he left, why momma, struggled, why momma sick, and why I'm out in these streets. I remember the night dad left. It was the day after Thanksgiving.

Desiree and I crept into the kitchen. We were hungry and there was leftovers in the fridge. I told Des to wait for me to get the stuff out. "Deandre" my mom called me. "Des, wait for me okay" I told Des. Of course, she nodded. I ran to my mother's room and all I heard was a loud noise. I dropped my head low, then I heard a loud smack and my sister cries. My dad rushed to the room he shared with my mother "Your little brat needs an ass whooping" My mom sat there "You just popped my child?" He yelled "Hell, yea ! The little bitch dropped the rest of the fucking turkey "

I shook my head at my fat ass father. My mom stood up and got in his face "Don't touch my fucking child and don't call her bitch, motherfucker. I dealt with the name calling way too long. You might as well take yo fat ass in there clean up the mess OUR CHILD made and eat that shit. Okay ? Now get the fuck out my room bastard"

I was shocked at my mom words I just stood there. My dad got so angry his hand connected with my mom face and I instantly kicked in the back , hard. He fell onto the ground with a loud thud. I helped my mom up and towered over my 'father' . He laid unconscious so I left the room. Hours later he packed his stuff and left without a goodbye.

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I looked at my sister. She took him leaving the hardest. "Come on, Des." I stepped aside and let her enter my room.

She sniffles and climbs on my bed. I just sit on the little couch I have. I watch my sister sleep, peacefully. If I could just sleep like her. No disturbance just dreams. Sweet dreams.

The Next Day.

Chelsea POV

I sat in first period awaiting the bell to ring. Five more minutes of Ms. Pryor's snoring.
Ring ! Ring ! Ring !
The bell sounded waking Ms. Pryor. She slightly fell off her chair. I laughed silently and slipped outside. I was walking to my locker when someone nudged me.

"What the hell" I spat.

"Shut up , bitch" a guy yelled.

I was furious "No, you asshole. I'm a bitch but you acting like one. Where Dre at ?" I looked for Deandre.

" Nobody scared of Faith boyfriend "

I stood there in disbelief.

He laughed "Run and tell your coach mommy. Spoiled bitch"
He slapped my books out my hands and walked away.

The late bell rung and I bent down to pick up my books.

"Haha, Dre baby. You smell so good " I heard

I turned around and my eyes burned with anger. I stood up and marched towards Faith and Dre. I pushed Faith away and slapped Dre. I walked out of school and headed home.

Finally. Its here. I worked hard on this because I went through writers block. I'm back now and updates once a week I promise.

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