I put my earphones in my ears and blasted my song "Through The Day." I quietly sang along. "
"I'm just tryna make it through the day.. And I'm just tryna get away.. So Ima inhale until I'm outa breath."
My phone was blowin up with messages and calls from Siya and them. I put it on do not disturb and kept walkin. I don't even know what's wrong with me. Or what's going through my head. All I know is that my feet kept moving and my mouth kept lip syncing the words to the music. But my mind was completely somewhere else. I paused for a minute to gather my thoughts..
"I gotta make sure I'm ready for this muhfucka I know Mr.Haynes, he not alone his whole gang behind him and if I can't kill him, I'm killin all of them so when he get out he ain't gone have nobody standing up for him." I said to myself .
I paused the music on my phone and dialed my bro Steelo number. They call him Steelo cause my mans is mad swole, he on some body builder type shit. And no, I ain't tryna be a body builder but I need to get stronger if Ima follow through with this plan of mine, and plus Steelo is a part of my gang so I'm really already set.
"Wassup Blood!!" He screamed through the phone.
I chuckled "Wassup mans."
"Ayo I just heard about Haynes and shit, this serious? You aight b?" He said now sounding concerned.
"Yeah, that's actually what I was callin you about. I need ya help. You know i ain't gone rest until Haynes is hurting the way I been hurting. So I need you to train me. & in the end it's gone be gang against gang. If we win, I'm Gucci. If we don't, then I won't bother about Haynes no more, you heard?"
He paused for a minute.
"What's in it for all of the rest of the gang tho nik?" He said
"Nigga what you mean? We not just a gang we family blood, I'd easily do this for you. You get body count how bout that" I said angrily.
"Just forget it." I said hanging up on him.
I'll do this by my damn self.I looked around to see where I was and started walking my way towards home.
It was now 2am and I was just getting home. After multiple break downs and cryin and not knowing where my mind was at. I felt numb and emotionless, none of the shit I was planning to do is gonna bring back my big bro and that's all I care about. I quietly put the key in the door and turned it. Siya and Bia were asleep on my couch. I chuckled and walked into the bathroom getting in the shower. I sat in there for a while after getting dressed, and sparked up a couple of blunts to ease my mind.
I heard a slight knock at the door. I rolled my eyes.
"It's occupied in here." I said monotone.
The door opened revealing Bree's tear stained worried face.
"What's wrong ma? You good?" I said
She dropped to the floor Crying.I walked her to the bedroom so she wouldn't wake up Siya and B. As soon as we reached the bedroom she starting acting crazy.
"What the fuck where you thinking Nikki you had me worried sick! I thought you died! You could've DIED!!" she said hitting and pushing me.
I couldn't help but laugh. She so small and worried about me, it's cute.
"And then you come in here at 2am lighting a blunt?" ---- she paused. "Oh so now it's funny?""No no I'm sorry Bree. I just had to get my mind right okay?" I said holding her arms down so she would stop hitting me.
"You have no idea what I was feeling why didn't you call or text me?!!" She semi yelled at me. All this yelling was making me mad.
I stood up backing her to the wall. "So I have no idea what you were feeling? Waiting on someone to come home? I waited for Kenneth that night so I could tell him I made my first song! To tell him that I actually wasn't a failure and that I actually accomplished something for once in my life! That I wasn't some trouble kid. I waited and waited AND HE NEVER CAME HOME!" I yelled in her face tears running down my cheeks. "He..he never came home..." I repeated again crying.

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Ghetto (Lesbian)
FanfictionStory about two studs Siya and Nikki who live their lives in Brooklyn, NY. Trying to maintain their music careers and relationships.