•Chapter 1•

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🌸CHANEL'S POV🌸

2003

"Hello Barbie! How are you today?" I said playing with my Barbie's. I crawled over to my Barbie Beach house."vroom!vroom!" I rolled my Bratz Car around my room and under my bed." CHANEL!" Mama busted in my room. I stood up, shocked of why she busted in like she did. Something must be wrong I thought." Yes ma'am?" I answered confused. "Umm-umm sweetie, we-we have to g-." She rubbed the bridge of her nose. " Ok baby come with mommy I-I wanna play a game." She held her hand out for me to grab.

I grabbed her hand and she pulled me behind her. Why do we have to go? What is wrong? I worried."momma what kind of game?"I wondered loudly. I didn't get an answer.

Almost dragging me, I tried to walk as fast as she was. "Come on baby, speed up!" "Mama! I-I can't ! What's wrong?!" She just ignored my question, again. She then scooped me up and I wrapped my legs around her waist.There were two suitcase at the top of the steps, mine and hers. She ran fast as she could with all the weight on her. Mama stopped and put the suitcases down. She stepped back up a few steps."shit" she murmured.

I heard the front door bust open. Three gun shots went off. "WHERE MY FŪCKING MONEY AMANDA!" He sung. I jumped at his booming voice. Mama push my head on her chest,So I couldn't see what just happened. I  heald on tighter.he began to laugh."WHERES JAMES! AMANDA!" He laughed and two more gun shots went off. Mama glance over the railing,not letting me see anything. She sighed and held me tightly. She reached behind her and pulled a pistol from her waistband. She ran back up the steps and down the long hallway,pass a lot of rooms. We stopped at our upstairs den.

Mama locked the door and put me down on the couch. She started searching in the side tables, closet, and the couch. She pulled out a miniature pink pistol and walked to me slowly." Gimme your hands baby",I stuck out my small hands" I love you with all my heart and more",she put it in my hands and closed them"he just wants to do bad things to us", she sniffled " I have to ha-handle bu-business, sweetie" she said with tears running down her face." When he comes and f-finds us baby, I don't want you to worry about mama",her voice cracked " can you hold it down for mama?"I nodded "yes mommy." She put her forehead to mines. A tear rolled down my face. She then kissed my forehead and guided me to the closet." Ma?",I looked at her with my big grey eyes. She turned to look at me "yes?" " I-I love you too mama." Her tears came down faster " I love you more" her lips curled into a smile.

She blew me a kiss and closed the door,leaving me in the dark. I heard the door bust open" BÍTCH! WHERE IS MY DAM-" why did he stop? All I heard was mama laughing, this isn't funny?!
"YOU BITCH", he laughed" YOU SPIT ON ME?!", he laughed some more. I put my head in my knees and tried to sob quietly. Why mama?! Why?! Why Would you spit in his face?" You can suck my mutha' fūckin' dïc-" five gun shots went off. MAMA!? I screamed in my head.was she dead? Everything went silent.

I then heard foot steps coming my way. I covered my mouth to keep from breathing. I gripped the gun tighter, pointing it towards the door. I don't know how to use this thing!?

The door swung open, my  heart dropped. Shots were fired,everything went black. Oh shìt!!!

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