The Overcoming Amendment: How It All Began

**Amendment 4: Don't Want It? Don't Get It.** Chapter 12

"So you think fighting is gonna get you somewhere in life, Amber? What the hell were you thinking? That girl is messed up head-to-toe. What if they pressed charges, then what?" Crystal yelled at Amber.

"She kept messing with me! i ain't funna let some dime (girl), punk me like that! You know my daddy don't take that, and i wasn't raised to take crap from people! She pissed me off, and i beat her again! That's it. Simple as that." Amber raised her voice, trying to make her point.

"This ain't yo daddy fucking house! If you wanna fight you could go somewhere and do that playful shit! You know how stupid i felt when yo principal said that you acted like you ain't have no manners, fighting a girl that ain't leave yo ass a mark. I ain't never say let somebody fuck with you the wrong way, or let them keep talking shit about you, but when you do that shit IN SCHOOL, that's something way different! I felt like a complete embarrassment!" Crystal said angry.

"Fuck you, and this bitch ass world that don't give a flying fuck about how a bitch feel. I don't care anymore. Can you see it? Or are you too blind like the rest of the ignorant bitches in this world?" Amber said silently, but with authority and hurt.

"Fuck me, fuck this situation, and fuck your birthday plans. Watch ya mouth, because next time yo ass will be mine." Crystal said the same exact way, but with shock also.

Amber ran to her room, slammed the door, and threw her lamp on the floor, and broke her picture frame of her, Shanti, Ashley, and Crystal, smiling at the camera. She took her pillows and threw them across the room, snatched the blankets, and the bed sheet from her mattress. She punched, slapped, and kicked her mattress until she was out of breath.

"Is Memphis coming home soon? Ashley asked her mom.

"Yeah. He supposed to be coming tomorrow." Crystal told Ashley.

"Finally! I need some male attention in this house." Ashley said. Crystal looked at her with a crooked face, and one eyebrow arched. "I think that came out wrong." Ashley said in an akward, and uncomfortable position.

"Uh, yeah it did." Crystal said focusing back on her computer.

"Well, i meant that a nigga could be in the house calming all these female emotions down. Ma, you know real well, you miss that D, and you cant wait til all of us leave the house so you can be as loud as you want." Ashley said looking at her mom.

Crystal looked at Ashley again. "Ashley shut the hell up, and don't get popped. Anyway what the hell you know about all that? Girl you need to get yo ass out these damn streets and focus on something else."

"Any-who. What school Amber going to next year, since she expelled." 

"There's a chance we moving to Miami, 'cuz i ain't tryna stay in Chicago. I'm tired of these damn fake ass people, loud and noisy bitches, and stank ass hoes." Crystal said, remembering when she went to Jojo's mama house before going to Amber and Ashley's school.

**Flashback**

"Jo'quierryia you be shone'n out here. You too grown for that. You showing yo ass and titties to O-block" Crystal said in the front porch.  {pronounce: Joe-qui-ria}

"Why you say that for?" Jojo's mom said smoking a blunt.

"First of all you wearing shorts that show yo ass cheeks, and a tank-top that got yo nipples peeking and shit." Crystal replied looking her up and down.

"Girl, I'm just tryna be comfortable." Jo'quierryia giggled.

"You better watch yo self. Yo body a banger, but you gotta make them niggas play hard for it." Crystal smiled. She knew Jo'quierryia was a hood lover. All Jojo's mom wanted was the money, pussy or dick, and attention. Crystal loved her as a friend, but sometimes Jo'quierryia took things over board, and did stupid shit with herself, and say the wrong things sometimes without even knowing it.