I know this kind of turned into a story about her mom, but I have a method to my madness. It is all going to work out and come together. I changed Mason’s name to Candy Cain.
Breelyn P.O.V.
My phone vibrated and I got a text from an unknown number. I opened it and it was pictures of my mom stripping, selling drugs, and her kissing some guy. The one with the guy was recent because, she just got her hair redone and got a slightly noticeable ombre effect. My dad and brother got the message and dad was mad. We rarely see him this mad.
Me: Dad what is this about?
Dad: Well your mom was a stripper she was young and she was hardheaded. Now that nigga she kissing was the same nigga who got her started in the game of selling.
Me: mommy used to sale drugs?
Dad: Shidd your mom was a cold ass female. You didn’t fuck with her money and if you did you were done with. He put her out there and she learned to survive. I met her at the strip club and started to become a regular of hers. I didn’t want her to strip or anything we just talked and I gave her the money plus a lil extra. I got her to quit and we moved in together. Your mother was different she could actually hold a conversation with me and she wasn’t after my money because she had her own. Now I was a drug lord back in the day so we were set financially. She got pregnant with Chance at 17. We both went back to school and I became a lawyer and she became a pharmacist. Before she left she told me about strange phone call she got. She used to get these back in the day I just hope her past aint coming back.
Me: Dang really
Dad: yes baby girl really. We wanted something better for our children. We wanted for them to grow up and we had stable careers.
After that long talk we finally made it to Louisiana. I made a promise to myself that I would kill anyone who would harm my mother and I would talk to Jaleesa finally.
We pulled up to this old abandoned ware house and my dad gave us each a gun. For my birthday we went to the gun range it was the best birthday present and daddy daughter day. I was confident I could take anyone down especially when it comes to my family.
We walked in and there were a couple door so Chance went in one and Me and daddy went into the other one. I found a door and heard noises coming from that room. I felt somebody grab me and cover my mouth. When I was inside I was in the room with my mother and that guy from the picture. Whoever brought me in took my gun. I had a Taser in my bra so I could get anybody. They turned me around and kissed me.
I was so taken back by what just happened. When I pulled back it was Chris ole nasty ass.
Chris: Hello Breelyn I told you it wouldn’t be over
Breelyn: Chris what the fuck is wrong with you? If you or that nigga over there hurt my mom I will kill both of yall.
Chris: nothing baby I want us back. Now we finally can be back together. You aint bout to kill nobody. You aint bout that life.
??: Hello you look just like you mother
Breelyn: Who the fuck are you?
??: I’m Corey your mom’s ex.
Breelyn: Are you the one who sent me them pictures?
Corey: Yes and the one behind you is the one who shot at you and grazed your arm with the bullet.
Chris: Unc Shut the fuck up
Breelyn: Are yo serious Chris you would hurt me. I thought you wanted to be with me. You said your were sorry.
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Breelyns Thug
Teen Fiction( Book 1) Breelyn is a 16 year old girl who recently found out she has a sister, while visiting her sister she meets a guy named Darnell who is dealer. Will their relationship last or will somebody else come and sweep her off her feet? -Kisses