Saving My Girl

Chapter 1.

Paris.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand--" I jump out of my sleep interrupting my nightmare. I'm so tired of having that fucking dream. I've been arrested so many times I lost count.

It's like I'm addicted to trouble it gives me a high that I can't explain. I get in most of my trouble when I'm with my girls. What can I say we like to party, get drunk and fight a lot. There's not a lot of good done in Hurt Village so having girls that have my back is my way of survival around here.

"Did you enjoy your nap Miss. Collins," my history teacher Mrs. Parks asks.
"Yes actually." I sit up in my seat. "Would you enjoy some dick Mrs. Parks?" She looks at me wide eyed as the whole class cracks up.
"Get out," she shouts pointing her finger at the door.
"Gladly." I grab my book bag and MK purse before heading straight out the door.
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"Why can't you stay out of trouble," Principal McCain asks running his hands over his gray hair. His brown eyes look exhausted but running a school that's smack in the middle of hurt village ain't easy and he signed up for this shit.
"I just asked her a question she's the one that got in her feelings," I answer.
"Asking your teacher if she--" he stops in his tracks reading the detention slip. "I thought you would be done being a class clown by now Paris," he states. "You're eighteen and if you plan on graduating--" I cut him off standing from my seat.
"Can you please give me my detention and let me go on with my day. This talk is getting old," I say.
"Well stay out of trouble so I won't have to say it every other day," he yells and I snatch the detention slip from his hand.
"Have a good day Principal McCain." I slam his door behind me before heading down the hall to detention. 

"I'm so tired of his old ass you're a smart girl you're just making all the wrong decisions bullshit," I admit as the girls and I head to the bus stop.
"Fuck him. Anyways, Q is having a kickback tonight after the game I was thinking we all should chill there," my best friend Asia suggest. She has honey blonde hair, hazel eyes and a body girls would kill for. Not only that but she's dating Quinton one of the biggest drug dealers around, she's hated on around here because she's dating the guy just about every girl wants. Like I said 'just about' because I on the other hand don't want anything to do with his ass.
"Hell yes and tell him I'm still waiting on his ass to hook me up with one of his boys," Maya states.
"He's hooked you up with three already it's not our fault your ass is never satisfied," Asia replies causing all of us to laugh.
"Well it's not my fault they couldn't handle a real woman like myself," she argues. Maya is a six foot beauty that plays basketball at Forest View and she's pretty damn good too. She's the one out of the four of us that gets into the least trouble so that she doesn't mess up her chance to go to Duke with her basketball scholarship.
"I have to watch Dallas so I probably won't be there. You know how my Mom is always tripping," I say and they all groan rolling their eyes.
"You better sneak out man for real," Jayla states as we all step onto the big cheese. Jayla is Maya's twin sister they're both tall and brown skinned. We've all been tight for as long as I can remember. I'd do anything for my girls and they'd do anything for me.
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I live with my Mom and my little brother, Dallas. My mother is a nurse at Forest View Medical Center so I spend a lot of time babysitting my brother. I wake up from my nap smelling food.
"What you doing home," I ask surprised to see my Mom in the kitchen cooking.
"I didn't work a double today I wanted to spend time with my babies," she answers. "Set the table." My phone vibrates in my pocket.
Asia: Are you coming tonight?
Me: Idk yet.
"Hey Mom," I say as I place the plates and silverware on the table. "Asia is having a sleepover tonight and you know she invited me. Can I go?"
"Hell no."
"What why not? Maya and Jayla can go!"
"I'm not Maya or Jayla's Mama I said no and no means no," she argues. I slam the dishes onto the table and storm into my room slamming the door behind me.
"You don't pay not one bill in this damn house so unless you want to get out you better get your ass up and set that table like I said," she instructs after busting into my room.
"Fine I'll leave! I spend 24/7 watching Dallas and last I checked he's your son not mine! Every time I ask you to go anywhere you say no every single time but you expect me to do whatever you say," I yell and soon feel the back of her hand connect to my lips.
"That's the difference between being the mother and being the child. You do as I say," she yells back pointing her finger in my face while I hold my mouth. I walk around her grabbing my duffle bag and stuffing my clothes inside of it.
"Get a slave because I'm done," I admit and storm out the room. I can't stand her.
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"I thought you weren't gonna make it," Asia admits hugging me already drunk.
"I need somewhere to stay for a while," I admit and she quickly agrees.
"Mi casa su casa," she states making me laugh.
"I'm like, "Hey, what's up? Hello."
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in the door
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos," Fetty Wap-Trap Queen gets everybody dancing. I'm comforted by the smell of loud and alcohol.
"Let's get you a drink," she drapes her arm over my shoulder and leads me into the kitchen. Quinton lives in a four bed three bathroom house and he takes care of his queen. He buys Asia anything she could want and need but I wonder if that's to keep her mind off all the side chicks he has running in and out of here.

I'm soon leaning against the wall getting drunk I even hit a blunt a few times. I usually don't smoke but I'm stressed out and need something to relieve my stress.
"Why yo ass can't sit down with the rest of us," Quinton asks with Asia straddling his lap and kissing on his neck.
"I'm good," I say back.
"Sit down you making a nigga nervous standing up and shit," he states and Asia lifts her head looking at me with pleading eyes.
"I said I'm good," I say and he pushes Asia off his lap standing to his feet.
"I wasn't asking," he states smacking the drink out my hand spilling it on the half dressed girls standing beside me but they don't say anything they just watch. Most people don't try Quinton but I ain't scared of nobody.
"Baby sit down," Asia pleads quickly getting up and wrapping her arms around him. She stands between us kissing on his neck but he stares into my eyes unfazed by her and I stare back into his eyes showing no fear. This nigga don't mean shit to me my big brother, Josiah used to beat his ass back in the day so I dare him to fucking touch me. Everyone's attention shifts to someone else walking into the room.
"All I know is you better back the fuck up away from her," I know that voice I take my eyes off of Quinton seeing Nathan walking up behind him. Oh shit. Quinton finally steps back and takes a seat pulling Asia back onto his lap unbothered.
"What's going on in here," Nathan asks looking around.
"Illegal substance, underage drinking and the list goes on," Malcolm states he's Nathan's partner. He's short but his temper is even shorter.
"Just a small get together," Quinton states.
"Stand vertical when you talking to me," Nathan states stepping in front of Quinton and pulling him onto his feet by his shirt. Quinton's boys quickly stand to their feet willing to do anything to prove themselves to Quinton.
"Let me see one of y'all asses jump," Malcolm yells holding his gun up and pointing it at all of them. "Give me a reason to put a bullet in yo ass."
"If you ever step in her face again it'll be the last thing you do," Nathan states grabbing Q by his throat and pressing him against the wall.
"You real big with that badge on," Q replies. Nathan lifts the badge from around his neck and tosses it across the room.
"What badge? Don't forget who I am. Don't get big and bad cause yo friends around cause they not gonna save you," Nathan states and let's go of Q. "Get your shit and let's go," he says walking towards me and grabbing his badge. I want to argue but I don't want him to embarrass me too.

"Why you always have to--" Nathan cuts me off.
"I'm about two seconds away from going in on your ass. Sit there and shut up," he yells while driving down the road.
"Get me home to my wife I was just about to get some when you pulled up," Malcolm states. "Can you behave for about an hour or two cause I'm not gone be available," he explains looking back at me.
"Can you even last an hour cause I know you can't last two," I say and Malcolm turns around in his seat trying to keep a straight face.
"Didn't we just come save you? Can I at least get a thank you," he asks.
"I didn't need your help," I reply.
"What you was gonna take on him and all ten of his boys alone? You're good but you're not that damn good," he states. Nathan pulls up to Malcolm's home that he shares with his wife and two kids. "Take care of yourself Paris. I'll see you later Nate." They dap each other up before he gets out the car.

"Call your Mom," Nathan instructs pulling up to his house.
"Nah I'm good," I reply and hold my head getting out of his car. I'm not only high as a kite I'm drunk off my ass. "Help me," I whine.
"Hell no bring yourself in the house," he replies and walks in his house leaving the front porch light on and door open for me. This man.
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Paris in the mm.

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