My Drug.

Chapter 1

This bitch, I thought to myself as she stumbled through the house. She looked as if she just been jumped but nope it's the crack. My mother looked at me and went straight to the back.

"Where all the damn food Kyla?" She yelled at me.

First let me introduce myself.

My name Is Kyla Denise Jones. I'm 16 and I'm the only child. My Father died in a gun fight, and left me with my mom. I honestly hate her with all my heart. She's Never there For me.

She chooses crack over me and she don't come home leaving me to fight for myself. There's never any food in here, The lights get disconnected ever week, the phone never stays on, and the apartment we stay in, was close to getting evicted!

My Mother name is Janay, she 36 years old, she had beautiful skin hair and everything until she got hooked on crack.

Believe me I'm hurt, and I choose to keep that hurt bottled up, nobody has time to hear my sob story.

We in the hood everybody gotta story, and everybody gotta life to live.

"You used all the money," I said walking to the kitchen to find her in the corner scratching her skin to the point she started bleeding.

"Don't talk to me like that," She said looking at me in disgust. I rolled my eye's and looked at her.

"So what are we gonna do? There's no food. The Lights are getting cut off soon and the rent is still overdue!"

She stood to her feet and looked around. "Ask that lil boyfriend of yours," She said talking about my boyfriend CJ.

CJ and I have been dating for a while now. He was cool, and always stayed in the streets no matter what you told him. He always told me that everybody gotta make a living, and that's exactly what he does. Yeah, selling drugs and shit is not what I want him to do but we all have our stories, and if you listen closely, you'll understand.  

CJ was a deep carmel color. 18 years old, deep dimples big brown eye's, A Small Fro which he kept a Juice fade in. He Stood around 6'1. His lips were thin, soft skin and his swagger always stayed on point. He always took me shopping, even bought me a phone. A S3 Galaxy.

He had his own apartment, pushed his own wheels and everybody knew his name.  

"How about you stop using our money," I yelled, "Every time we need something, You can't expect me to ask my damn boyfriend!"

As soon as as my sentence left my mouth she slapped me, taking my breath away. I wanted to slap the shit outta her, but her being my mother....there was no way. 

"Watch your mouth!" I rubbed my face as a tear escaped my eyes, "You ugly bitch I am your mother so don't disrespect me."

I looked at her and stormed off I really hated her. Says she's my mother but never act like she is. I went outside and slammed the door, pulling out my phone I dialed Cj's Number.

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