Brielle
Life is funny isn’t it? Just when you think you’ve got it all figured out,
just when you finally begin to plan something, get excited about something, and feel like you know what direction you’re heading in, the paths change, the signs change, the wind blows the other way, north is suddenly south, and east is west, and you’re lost. Ever since my mum died I've been lost. She was my everything and in that one moment she was ripped away from me and my world was turned upside down. I'm 18 now. It's been 3 years. All I do really is lay around smoking blunt after blunt not giving a fuck about the world. I feel nothing, numb. I don't wanna feel I don't wanna think. I just wanna forget reality. Because all it brings is pain, hurt and sadness. I can't love. Because I know in the end every nigga will just fuck you over and leave. Sex is sex. Nothing more. Nothing less. That's my motto. Don't get confused. I'm not a hoe. I don't go around fucking every Tom, Dick and Harry. If I see you and I like you let's fuck. But it will never be anything more than that.
My recent fling was a guy called Jacob. He was fine. I had arrived in the hottest club in LA The Ecco Lounge with my girls. We all looked fine. I'm not one to be vain but I did look good. Slightly curled hair, red bottoms and a tight black dress which suited my coke bottle figure. His caramel complexion, golden-honey eyes, thick, black, curly hair and toned body had me watching him all night long. By the end of the night I was riding him like a pony. You may wonder why if I've given up on reality why I even go out. It's because I want to make the most of my youth. I won't be 18 forever.
He looked like the sex but in bed .... he weren't all that. He weren't nothing special. When we was done I laid back on the bed. My girls were probably home by now. I seriously had the munchies. McDonald's. I got up clipped on my bra, slipped on my thong and put on my dress. As I was putting on my heels the creaking of the bed told me he was up. He came up behind me and nuzzled up against my neck. I continued to but on my heels.
"Hey Bae you ready for round two" He whispered into my ear. His husky voice giving me goosebumps.
"Err. No. One I'm not your'Bae' and two this fine ass is gon get something to eat" And with that I got up and strutted out the room. It was cold and dark outside. The moon glowed so brightly. I love the nighttime.
I looked at my phone. It was 2am. Damn these niggas must be thinking I'm some hooker. I could see all of them eyeing me up like is was some fresh peice of meat. I rolled my eyes and carried on walking down the street. Suddenly some hefty ass nigga stepped into my path.
"Erm. May I help you?" I said frowning at this thirsty nigga licking his lips.
"What's a fine specimen like you doing alone this time of night" He said inching his way closer to me.
"Well ...." In one swift move I grabbed his shoulders and kneed him as hard as I could in his baby maker. Next thing I knew he was holding his crotch on the floor in agony and I was sprinting down the street.
"You fucking bitch get back here. I'm going to kill you!" I kept running till I could see him no more. Laughing to myself and feeling like a total ninja I finally found what I was looking for. Thank you baby Jesus. McDonald's.
Once I had eaten my big mac and fries I called for a cab. I didn't wanna be molested by some crazy, diseased nigga. Sitting in the back of the cab I stared out the small window at the city around me. I loved the city at night. The bright lights. Music blasting from the nightclubs.The cool breeze. I finally arrived at my house. It was in the suburbs so it was ok. It isn't a mansion but its a good size and painted sky blue my favourite colour. Since I'm the only child and I've no idea where my dad is I inherited the house. I walked up the path and unlocked the door. Threwing my keys on the coffee table I slumped down on the couch. What a long night. I rolled up a blunt, lit it and took a long deep breath. Ahhhhhh.
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Teen FictionBrielle's Mum died when she was 15. Ever since then her life has spiraled out of control. All she does is sit at home, smoke blunt after blunt and party. She doesn't want to feel the pain. She wants to be ... Numb. Then one day she meets Malakai. A...
