Chapter four

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It's 1:46 am Sunday night super rebellious

See my parents didn't teach me a lot but one thing my shit of dad did teach me was how to pick locks and Hotwire cars . We walk a couple blocks to where the lesbians are with their nice bmws and G Wagons out in the open like idiots " pick a car any car " I say in a low tone he walks up to a black car " be watch out for me" I say walking up to the car I hurry and unlock the doors and Hotwire it " let the fun begin " I say driving away "how to you even know how to do that " he says changing radio stations " let's just say I'm the youngest south side get away driver , John used to use my damn talent for selling cars and low key drive bys " I say leaning back with cockiness I pick up nick on the east side " so Pena what's your story " nick says from the back " well let's see my mom hooked up with her brothers best friend at 15 they had the same interests drugs so they became fuck buddies , at 16 my mom had me was forced to finish highschool graduated then at 22 had my brother at 2 months my mom suffocated him for crying to much I was like 6 maybe she just acted like it was him rolling over and dying but I watch her do it . I would go stay with my grandma in the east side which is my dads stepmom carol and I think that's why I made it this far when I was 11 she had my sister Rachel she's in foster care her family doesn't let me see her , uh my mom overdosed on heroin when I was 12 that's why I live with them cause after she did that my dad took my money and my shit and left and I've never seen them since I think they're in Ohio with my moms family they would forgive them if they killed everyone they loved but that's my fucked up life " I said letting the silent tears flow " damn ro " Carl said " but what was deb saying about you hoeing around " he said turning the radio off " fuck Carl , ok I dated Bryce , Antonio , Tony , Nick , and Dominic , there was no hoeing ok cause I've been with Dominic for like three months " I say I hate that he's such a douche when it comes to me dating other people then him " oh so all of my homies I feel you " he says I slowly put my foot harder on the gas pedal " woah slow the fuck down ro " he said holding on the window I see blue and red light flash behind us " we're busted " Carl says leaning his head back " just act like you guys are shitfaced " I say pulling over I see the highway state patrol walk up " license and registration " he says " shit , I must of left it in my purse at the party " I say leaning out the window pushing my boobs together I see the cop look down at my cleavage " well do you have registration at least " he say looking back up " this is my moms car I don't think I know where it is but I'll look " I say unbuckling I crawl over Carl making sure my ass is seen by the cop I fakely go through the glove box and the other compartments " sorry officer I can't find it " I say twirling my hair " well why don't you come to the car and see what you can do to get off the hook " he says backing up revealing a obvious boner . I hold up my phone showing an recording " how about you let us go or I'll send this to the state department and the sheriff office and you get it for sexual harassment , your choice " I say smirking " fucking kids these days" he says walking away I drive away laughing " why do you act like that it's fucking gross " Carl says sounding pissed as hell " okay Carl drug dealing Gallagher next time I'm gonna let you guys fucking mess up probation , I'm not your fucking bitch Carl you can't act like you control me just because I'm not going down on you but your homeboy Dom " I say in the fakest laugh ever . Ugh he fucking pisses me off like I'll be honest I dated Carl when he went to juvie but when he left I took it as we broke up so if he thinks technically we are still dating he's greatly mistaken . I pull up beside the house and turn off the car and go straight to my room and pass out .

This was a long ass chapter like 700 something words so

to be continue .....

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