OMG I'M SUCH A BAD AUTHOR! I PROMISE NOW I'M ON VACATION THAT I WILL BE WRITING MORE! This chapter was quite difficult for me to write because it had some personal things in it, I hope no one gets offended, I'm not sure why you would but just a random disclaimer thaaang. I probably confused y'all a bit by at first saying she was brown, That was a mistake she was meant to be white (Iggy Azalea to be precise) Anyway I'm sure you want to read and find out what happened so I'll let you get on with it. Oooh quick question would you prefer:
- Longer and less chapters
- Shorter and more chapters
I think that made sense? Ahah anyway let me know!
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A few minutes passed and Rakim returned with two boxes of pizza, it smelt so good, like amazing. I hadn't had pizza in a while, i could just imagine the cheap, stringy cheese, the peperoni pieces symmetric. It was kinda stupid that I was thinking about pizza like that but I usually go into detail about everything, that's just me! He sat on the end of the bed cross legged and flipped open the boxes. Just as I thought, steaming and tasty.
"I didn't know which flavor you wanted so I just got you peperoni." he said as he started to eat his.
"It's my favorite" i took a bite out of the pizza, it was so good. This would be my first proper meal in two weeks. And boy was it worth it. I noticed Rakim had just a plain cheese.
"You don't eat meat?" He finished his mouthful and the spoke.
"Nah, It's too expensive ma and I care about the little animals, one minute they're running around in the grass next minute they're in someone's burger." I let out a small giggle.
"Rakim, the big tough thug cares about the animals? Well, I never expected that." We both laughed. We conversed a bit more before throwing away the boxes and cleaning up the crumbs.
"Mina, tonight I have to go out on a drop." I knew he sold drugs, people round here either sell them or take them, I'm just glad it wasn't the latter.
"Okay." He seemed surprised by my laid back attitude towards this information.
"Did you want to come with?" I thought for a second, here alone or out with Rakim.
"Sure, if that's okay."
"Shawty, I asked you. We'll go in an hour or so, have a shower if you want."
"What/ do I really smell that bad?" I joked, he laughed.
"No ma, you smell like flowers on a mountain in the spr-" I interrupted him.
"Cut the bullshit, I'm going for a shower." He smiled wide.
"You're a funny broad Mina, I'll give you that."
I collected my bag, took myself off to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror; my long blonde hair covered my eye, I pulled it out of the way. My eye was getting better but man it hurt like shit.
"Oh mom, why?" I whispered, I broke down in tears on the floor. I just wanted her to love me. It's not that hard. Am I really that unlikeable? I opened up my bag and fetched the small silver blade, I had done this a thousand times so I knew what to expect. I breathed out and made a few cuts. The blood oozed out. It felt nice, like my pain and anguish was flowing out with the blood. I wiped away my tears, and washed my wrist. The blood diluted in the stream of water until there was no more. I undressed myself and hopped into the shower, The water was warm and it, dripped down my skinny frame. Occasionally drops of blood would fall creating swirly patterns in the water. I did my hygine thing and got out drying myself being careful of the fresh cuts. I pulled on a white long sleeved tee and a pair of tight jeans that made my ass look huge. I applied makeup to make sure my eye didn't look disgusting, I dried my hair and pulled it up into a hgh pony tail. Once I was happy with my appreance I left the bathroom and entered the living area, Rakim was sat on the sofa with a laptop on his legs he had headphones and looked engrossed in whatever he was doing. I looked at the screen to see he was creating a beat. I coughed to get his attention.
"Hey, what you doing?"
"Just making a beat, you wanna hear?"
"Sure." I sat next to him and put on the headphones. It was beautiful, the bass was so sexy. Bass turns me on like crazy. I saw him eyeing me, obviously paying attention to whether I liked it or not. It finished, I took off the headphones.
"Well?"
"It's good, you spit anything on it yet?"
"Nah not really ma."
"Can I?" He looked taken a back.
"What a girl can't rap?"
"No it's not that it's jus I ain't never heard one."
"Well let me show you." I pulled out the headphones and pressed play, let the intro start.
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"All I hear is bitches ain't shit
All men are liars
You can only trust yourself
I know that weed is fire!
It can't last forever
True love died in '96
There is nothing left now
Replace hearts with business
Damn well...
What I'm meaning to seems I,
Think I met someone
But he ain't really my type shiiit
He only 21
His fingers do the talking
Where he's from, will be his coffin
Plus he love his mama yep
He a family man
And even though the ratchets love him,
I still think he a gentleman
All my friends think that I'm crazy
They tell me I could do better
Fuck all that, boo
It's you that I'm trying to get to heaven with
They say that you're a hindrance
But I think that you genuinence."
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It finished. I can't beleive I just did all that without stopping.
"You just made that all up right now?" I nodded kinda embarrassed.
"Shawty you have talent, you should pursue it."
"Aww gee thanks." I spoke in a corny accent which made him laugh.
"Yo what's that?" I followed his eyes down to my wrist. Shit it was bleeding.
"Erm nothing." He held my hand, that was it, I melted in his touch. He could do whatever now and I wouldn't care. Rakim pushed up my white and red sleeve revelaing the cuts. I turned my face away.
"Shit Mina." A tear rolled down my face.
"Why?"
"Because it makes it feel better, it makes it all go away." I looked back at him, back into his deep brown eyes, the ones that make me feel safe.
"Please stop." He was still holding onto my hands. i didn't reply.
"I don't understand why you do this, I don't need to know, i just need to know that you will be ok. That you will stop. For me?" He embraced me and kissed my plump lips. it was a soft kiss, short but sweet. I nodded.
"For you."
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