My Drug.

Chapter 2

Calling Cj was an everyday thing. Most nights I just stay over his house, and he sometimes question why I just won't move in. Although I do want to, I can't just leave my mother.

I sighed as I looked out the window as all the kids played in the summer sun. It was the beginning of June so everybody and they mama was out to enjoy the first week of summer.

"What's wrong bae?" CJ asked as he pulled off from in front of my apartment building. 

"Nothing, just take me away from here." I said. Cj was used to this, wasn't going to tell him my sob stories, like they all say 'Everybody got a sob stories.'

"You hungry?" He asked me. I nodded my head and leaned on the way back in my seat, closing my eye's.

As we pulled into McDonald's drive thru, I ordered my usual; 20 Piece chicken nuggets and we pulled off. 

"Where we going?" I asked taking a frie out of the bag. 

"To my place, why?" He Asked Looking at me as we stopped at a red light. I sighed as I leaned back in the seat.

"I'm so glad to be away from her. she slapped me," I said.

He looked at me then back on to the road when the light turned green. We stayed quite until we were in front of his apartment and trust me, where he stayed looked 10x better then my place any day.

I grabbed our food and walked up to the door, I used my key that he gave me and unlocked the door and sat down on the couch, kicking off my shoes I propped my feet on to his legs as he sat down.

"Get these nasty corns off me girl," he laughed.  

"My feet ain't got no corns!" I laughed too. I Dug into my bag and pulled my meal out, and along with my sauces.

I Dipped my nugget in my sauce and ate it while CJ was smashing on his burger.  

"So why she smack The black off my baby? " He asked between bites. He was tryna be funny. 

"Hahaha," I faked as I rolled my eye's sticking my middle finger up at him.

"That was very funny, but I don't know I think because I cussed or some shit like that but I hope one if these nigga's smack the shit outta her so she know how it feels." I said seriously.

Cj Laughed and ate some more of his burger.  

"Nothings funny, hat shit hurted." I said rubbing my cheek. Hell I still felt the sting.

Few minutes later we was done and full, Thanks to CJ my meal was cut short since he wanted to throw my damn nuggets up in the air and catch em, but missing. I shook my head.

'Asshole' I thought to myself.  

"I have to go soon, streets calling. Stay with me tonight?" Cj asked. 

"Duhh," I said grabbing the remote and laying on the couch.

"I'll be home when you get back here babe."  

"Better be," 

He leaned down and kissed my lips as I watched T.v turning on a movie. I sighed and watched until I decided to gone head and get up and go to lay in his bed. It was only 7:30 so I won't be expecting him til round 1a.m and I hated that bout him, coming home late.

Money

Money

Money,

That's what it was all about. I knew I wasn't going to get a good night sleep until he came home so I just laid down on the big bed without him and I grabbed his pillow squeezing it tight  praying like I always do. Asking God to keep my baby safe and allow him to come back home to me. I let sleep drift me after I prayed.