Secrets

Chapter 11

Samone

Fuck em

That's all I was saying when I seen my so called friends switch on me.

These hoes wasn't real like they claimed to be.

Yeah, I sucked CJ up and?

It wasn't like him and Dasha was together, right?

Getting up, I sure didn't feel like going to school.

Looking at my digital clock on the nightstand, it read 7:15 AM

I had an hour to get to school. So I decided against it.

Sliding on my bedroom shoes while putting on my silky red robe.

I made my way to the bathroom and brushed my teeth.

I could still smell that odor of cock in my mouth.

Rinsing out my mouth, I decided to see what was in the fridge.

Normally, my mom would be cooking breakfast. Dad would be sitting in his favorite sofa looking through the newspaper. My little sister would been singing her favorite One Direction song.

But it all changed last year, when my mom lost her nursing job and started being a hoe. Trying to get that money anyway she could.

Dad couldn't put up with it. He kicked her out.

He met a lady, which is currently my step mom. They got married had kids and he took my sister with him.

Me? Well he told me I was strong and I can manage to live in this house myself.

I haven't seen him since a month ago when I called and said the the kitchen sink needed to be fix.

He doesn't speak, only one word answers is what I get.

I miss my sister so much. I just know she has grown up a lot.

My mother, well last I heard was she still hoeing but she got a sugar daddy and he a big time hustler.

I can't judge her on that part, cause I kind of have a sugar daddy.

I do need somebody to help me with these bills.

Seeing that once again, the refrigerator still empty.

I goes into my room to find a sexy outfit to walk to the store.

I managed to pick out a white and black sports bra just so people can think I be working out. Some black spandex that fitted way too tight but it keep my booty lifted.

I slipped on my nike socks and matched it with my black nike shoes.

I was looking cute. I pulled up my hair into a bun and put my favorite "TRILL" necklace on.

Walking outside, I started twisting just to have these niggas coming to me asking for the digits and bitches looking at me with hate.

All of a sudden I see girls running and niggas saying "Ohh Shit"

Looking around, I see about 6 girls jumping out a black jeep walking towards this way with bats and one girl had something in her hand.

I couldn't tell because of the black gloves she had on covering it.

Ion know who they was gone beat, but all I know is they gone tear somebody ass up.

Knowing it's about to go down on 36th Street, I just kept walking.

Minding my own business.

Turning around to go to the store.

"Aye Bitch!"

"Where you going hoe?"

I felt somebody yank my bun and threw me on the floor. Before I can get up, somebody sprayed something in my eyes which I believe was mace.

Screaming my ass, trying to see I felt like I was going to die right then and there.

Left and right I kept feeling blows.

Didn't even have to put two and two together to know it was those girls that was jumping me.

But what for?

I never seen them.

Name calling after name calling.

"Bitch!"

"Ugly ass slut!"

Crawling into a ball, the beatings stopped.

Hearing somebody come next to me and whisper, "You the bitch that sucked CJ. You the bitch that got my cousin in the hospital. So you going to be the bitch in the hospital too but with worse damages."

Trying to process, I couldn't cause the beatings continued until police sirens became closer and closer.

Next thing you know, I see darkness.

I'm out.

Is I'm dead?