A Ghetto Mess

Chapter 2

Jasmine

I woke up to the sound of loud beeping.

"WHAT THE HELL?" I slipped on some shorts and ran downstairs.
I saw some trucks from out the window. I wanted to go out there but I didn't. I only had on some shorts and a bra.

"DADDY!" I tired to yell over all the noise. I started to look for him from the window. But I still couldn't see him.

"DADDY!!" I started to get scared. I couldn't see him anywhere. Once all the trucks were gone, I ran outside. I opened the garage, but nobody was there. I ran back into the house. I ran to his room.

"I hope he's in here." I said to my self while taking a breath. Once I opened the door I saw clothes everywhere. But I still didn't see my dad. I just gave up and went back to my room. I lied down on my bed. But then I remembered he always has his phone. So I called him. It rung three times. Then it went to his voicemail.

"FUCK!!" I threw my phone at the wall. I just sat there with my face in my hands. Then there was a knock at my door.

August

I heard a lot of noise outside. It was getting pretty irritatin'.

"Man, what the fuck." I got out of bed and looked out my window. There were loads of trucks. I mean they was everywhere. I went down stairs and put on my coat. I really ain't care about my shirt. As long as I had on some pants, I'm good. I sat on the porch watching everything that happened.

Then all the trucks were gone. I got up and went to go see what was up.

"Gawd damn this house big." I said to myself. I walked all around then went to the door. I heard some one crying. So I knocked on the door.

"Hi, my--" she stopped. Then I noticed she was new around here.

"Wassup, I'm August, niggas around here call me Aug." I said being ghetto as fuck. But Ion care.

"Hey, I'm Jasmine. My friends call me Jaz."

"I see why." She blushed. She looked very beautiful. Her hair. Her smile. Her eyes. God damn, she sexy.

"So, you from around here?" She shook her head. I just looked at her. My looks turned into staring. I guess she noticed cause she was calling my name.

"Aug, Aug, Auggie, AUGUST!!" I snapped out my thoughts.

"Huh? Wait did you just call me Auggie?" She giggled.

"Yeah, and?" I gave her a straight face.

"Really?"

"I had to get you from staring at me some way. I didn't even think you would notice. But, why are you here?" She said putting her head down. I lifted her chin.

"Don't ever put your head down. That's a sign of shame. You shouldn't be ashamed of anything." I told her. I tell this to my nieces every time they have their heads down. But its not good for a girl to have they head down no way.

"Thanks for that August." She walked in the house.

"Aye, WAIT, I didn't tell you why I was here." I walked in. She sat on the couch. I just stood up.

"So?"

"Girl don't rush a nigga." I snapped. She laughed.

"I came over because I heard a lot of trucks. Then I saw you come outside. I was like its too cold to have on only a bra and SHORTS. Then I saw you come inside. So I was like 'okay, that's strange' so I walked up to your door and I heard you crying so I was concerned." She looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

"What I say?" I was confused because she looked like she was hurt.

Nothing. Its just--- nothing." She walked upstairs. I followed. Nah, don't get me fucked up with that I'm bout to fuck 'er. Naw. I just wanna see what happened back there. But if I knew her longer I woulda. Her booty in them shorts. WOO. She went in her room. Now I stopped there. Cause you never know what a girl could be doing in they room.

"Jaz, come out please." I said through the door. I could hear her crying.

"Jaz, com' on." Still nothing happened.

"Jaz, Jaz, Jazzy girly com' on." I heard a giggle from the other side of the door. I'm gettin' her. The door was about to open when............

BOOM!!!!

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