Chapter 5

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-Shaniaa

After Cj showered and dressed we headed out the door. We drove around a little, he had make a few stops, and then we stopped at McDonald's.

"Damn bae. We can never get anything else it's always Mickie-Dees." Cj complained after we ordered our food. McDonald's was my favorite fast food place. My dad and I always came here just to get away, and talk about things. I missed my pops so fucking much, that it didn't make since. If my dad was here we would be a family and I wouldn't have to Fein for myself. I mean yeah I had Cj, But I wanted a family. My moms, My pops and me...hell maybe even a little sister or brother. I shook off the thought as we pulled up to the second window.  

As we got our food and Cj paid for it.  I watched as the lady that gave us our food practically eye fuck him right in front of me. I rolled my eye's at both if they asses and turned in my seat. He flirted  with the bitch til the point she was giggling and blushing. I looked over just in time to see her hand him a ripped piece of paper with a number on it.

This muthafucka thought he was slick.Right In front of me? is he serious?

"Cj!" I said clearly pissed off. He ignored me and the girl rolled her eye's at me. I called his name again, but this time louder. He looked at me, then said one last thing to the girl and pulled off. The ride was silent most of the time til we parked in front of my apartment building."Yo, what the fucks ya problem is Ma?"Cj asked me.

Wait. Did he really just ask me this dumb as question? Did he not just cake it with a bitch in front of me? Niggas is so dumb. As I opened my door I seen Tasha standing in front of the street lights.  I looked at her and she shrugged like she knew what was going on already. "Naw, close my door  we gone talk bout this shit." As much as i really didnt want to i did as I was told and slammed the door close, getting a hard glare from him.

I sat there and sucked my teeth I didn't wanna talk to him. I just wanted to get out I was mad at him, my feelings was hurt he can bitch about my shorts and claim up and down every nigga was gon be on me, but can talk to another bitch in front of me. I bet if I pulled that dumb shit off It would've been all hell!

"Talk to me Ma, " He said in a soothing tone. I rolled my eyes and looked at him.  

"You know what you did. The fuck is ya problem? Huh?! if I was to do that shit "After I said that , I hopped out the car , not waiting for his response. He looked at me in disbelief through the window , But I didn't care at that moment , Yeah We were gonna get over it , but right now , I was still mad.  

I met Tasha half way from the car. She shook her head and watched as Cj pulled off. "See , I knew he was gonna cost hell " she said reaching for my McDonald's bag. I quickly moved it out of her reach , She smacked her lips and rolled her eyes " I laughed , "I Love You too." I said Walking over to the stairs and sat down. " I was looking for yo lil ass , Had me worried. " I Really wasn't listening to her , Instead I just watched as the people in the hood. I watched as crack heads passed by , I watched as Little kids ran up and down the street, Drug dealers on the corner , fights in the middle of the streets , and where were the police ? Shit I'm asking the same question. I wanted to get out the hood so bad , but it seems like once your there , You there for forever.  

" GIRL LOOK ! " Tasha yelled at me. She pointed towards the streets were a group of Nigga's were fighting. A Nigga walked up with a brick and clocked a dude upside the head , making him drop easily. I Shook my head and bit into my chicken nugget. I handed the bag over to Tasha , She took two and bit into one. I was so focused on the fight that occurred that I didn't see Somebody walk up to the fight with a gun. I Drop to the ground when I heard the first shot , EVERYBODY and they momma ran , like roaches in the kitchen when the lights come on.  

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