My Weakness

Is It Worth It?

Chad's P.O.V

As I walked to the kitchen, I heard a knock at the door. I was hoping it was London. I started grinning ear to ear when I looked through the peep hole & it was her. As I opened the door, my eyes went straight to her perfectly toned & exposed stomach. She had on some whie skinny legs, & BeBe half-shirt, & some black Adidas. I was broken out of my thoughts when she smacked me upside my head.

London: CHAD!!!!!!!!!

Me: Huh? Oh, my bad. You should've put on some clothes.

London: I do have clothes on. You shouldn't be looking so hard.

Me: Well, I am a man so--------

She cut me off from sentence by laughing. What in the hell was so funny???

Me: What's so funny?

London: BOY, you is not a MAN! OK? A man would've already let me in his house by now.

She was just talkin, but I had stopped listening a long time ago. I was so hyponitized by her body until I had tuned her out. I like London A LOT, but, at that moment, I was just thinking about f**king he brains out.

London: CHAD!!!!!!!!!

Me: Huh?

London: You know what? I'm leaving.

Me: Alright, alright my bad. Come in.

When she came in, I couldn't help but to stare at her a**. The way it go up & down when she be walking. If my mini-me wasn't standing at fulk attention, it is now.

London: So these are your test results?

Me: Yea. Open it!

London: Why would I open your mail?

Me: Because I asked you to.

London: Fine I'll open it.

I was nervous as hell about these test results. I really wanted to see my senior year of high school. Before my dad died, that's all he ever wanted for me. To graduate, get a good job, & to have a family. Me being apart of the drug ring was DEFINATELY NOT part of the plan, but what else was I suppose to do? When my dad died, I didn't have any ither way to get money & I ain't no nine-to-five type of nigga. Selling drugs was the only way to get quick & easy money.

London: OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!!