Prince Harris /
"Im 20,000 Short. Now Who In This Mutha Fucka Stealing My Money!" I Yelled At My Crew.
Nobody Was Speaking. I Looked At Each & Everyone Of These Niggas & Tom, Looked Real Shaky.
"Tom You Got Some To Say?" I Asked.
"N-No Sir." He Studdered. I Whipped Out My Gun & Shot Him Between His Two Eyes.
"Now, This What Happens When Bitches Try & Steal From Me! Clean This Shit Up." I Put My Gun Away.
"Aye My Nigga We Heading Out To Tha Club. You Coming?" My Hommie Claud Said.
"Nigga, You Gotta Girl At Home." I Chuckled.
"Aye, We Aint On Good Terms Right Now. You Coming Or Not My Nigga?" He Asked.
"Im Down." I Said.
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"P. You Look Nice Tonight." One Of The Strippers Said.
"Not To Bad Yourself." I Winked. She Grabbed My Hand & I Put My Blunt Down & Followed Her. I Had To Get A Quick Nut.
I Walked Out The Private Room Feeling Good As Hell. I Grabbed My Blunt & Lit It Back Up.
"You Gone Catch Something Dealing With Shuga Nasty Ass." Claud Said.
"Im Not Tha One Out & About And Got A Girl At Home." I Said Blowing Out Smoke.
"Oh Shit. Im Out Nigga." He Got Up Quick & Dashed Out The Door. I Laughed & I Finished My Blunt Before I Left Out The Club.
I Walked To My Car High As Fuck. I Heard Crying & Whimpering. I Turned My Head & Saw A Man Hitting On This Girl.
"Aye Nigga What Tha Fuck Is Yo Problem?!" I Yelled.
"Stay Out This Bitch." The Man Said.
"You Tha Bitch Hitting On Females & Shit! Fuck Outta Here." I Said. The Man Swung At Me & Missed. I Pulled My Gun Out & Pistol Whipped Him. He Fell To The Ground.
"Aye Ma, Let Me Get You Out Of Here." I Said. I Picked Her Up Bridal Style & Put Her In My Car.
I Got Home & Layed Her On My Couch. She Looked Horrible. Her Lip Was Busted, & She Had A Knot On Her Head.
"You Aight?" I Asked Her. She Nodded Her Head. "Umm.. You Can Go Clean Up In The Bathroom, Right There In The Hall To The Right." I Said Pointing Down The Hall.
Desire Holland/
I Didnt Want To Ask A Complete Stranger For Clothes. I Needed Some.
*Flashback*
"Its All Your Fault !!" My Step Dad Yelled At Me. I Covered My Face As He Yelled At Me. "I Hate You! You Let Your Mom Die Like That! Your A Coward!" He Kicked Me. "Get Up!" He Yelled. I Quickly Got Up. He Drove Me To The Club & Got Out His Car. He Grabbed Me By My Hair & Dragged Me To The Corner.
"You Stay Here You Peice Of Shit! Be A Prostitute! You Whore!" He Yelled & Punched Me In My Face. All I Could Do Was Cry. Then I Heard.
"Aye Nigga What Tha Fuck It Your Problem?!" Some Guy Yelled.
*Flashback Over*
Now Im Here. In A Complete Strangers House.
"You Need Anything?" He Asked Me.
"I Need Clothes." I Whispered.
"Hold On." He Came Back Downstairs With A Long White T-Shirt & Boxers. "This Tha Only Thing I Got Ma." He Said. Even Though He's A Complete Stranger, Hes Fine As Hell.
"Thanks." I Whispered & Walked To The Bathroom.
I Closed & Locked The Door. I Looked In The Mirror & My Lip Was Bleeding & I Had A Huge Knot On My Head. Tears Whelled Up In My Eyes. I Wipped Them As They Fell. I Regrouped Myself & Took Off My Clothes. I Had Bruises All On My Stomach & Back. I Just Got In The Steamy Hot Shower. The Water Stung A Little Against My Brusied Body But The Pain Slowly Went Away. The Hot Water Felt So Good . Almost 30 Minutes Later , The Water Began To Get Cold So I Quickly Washed My Hair & Got Out. I Stepped Out & Admirred This Big Ass Bathroom. It Had A His & Her Sink, Linen Closet, A Glass Door Shower & A Huge Tub.
"I Shouldve Soacked In The Tub." I Said To Myself. I Dried Off & Put On The Clothes He Gave Me. The Cut On My Lip Was Barely Visible & The Knot On My Head Was Gone. I Looked Like A New Person.
I Wandered Around This Big Ass House For A Few Minutes. So Far Ive Counted 3 Bedrooms & 2 Baths. A Pool.
"Lost?" I Heard His Voice & Jumped & Held My Chest. " My Bad ." He Said.
"I Will Get Going." I Said .
"Where You Gonna Go?" He Asked Me.
"Somewhere. I Cant Stay & Invade-"
"There Is 5 Bedrooms In Here Pick One." He Said As We Both Stood In The Middle Of The Stairwell.
"I Guess This One." I Said Pointing To The Closest One To Me.
"Thats Mine. But, I Guess You-"
"No Im Sorry This One." I Said Pionting To Another One.
"Aight." He Said. "Goodnight." He Said & Dissappeard Into His Room.
I Layed Down In The Queen Sized Bed & Thought About My Mom. My Mom , Lara Died Of Cancer. Just A Couple Weeks Ago. I Was So Heart Broken. Since I Didnt Know My Dad, My Step Dad, Frank, Had To Step Up. I Hated Him. He Always Looked At Me Wrong. He Always Used To Touch On Me , I Told My Mom Plenty Of Times But She Was To Nieve To Even Fathem It.
I Prayed & Turned On The Tv. Martin Was On. I Laughed A Little At The Stuff Martin Was Doing. Moments Later I Was In A Deep , Deep Sleep.
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Prince Harris/
I Woke Up & Did My Normal Morning Routine. I Was Going Downstairs Until I Heard A Tv Playing. I Went Into The Girls Room I Picked Up Last Night & Turned Off The Tv. I Looked Over At Her, She Was Not Bad Looking. I Stared At Her A Couple Seconds & Shook My Head & Headed Downstairs.
I Heard The Shower Running & I Assumed It Was The Girl. I Looked In The Fridge For Something To Eat. It Was Nothing In This Damn Fridge.
"Hey Umm. Im Leaving." I Heard Her Say.
"Where?" I Asked.
"I Cant Stay Here." She Said.
"Your Not Hurting Nobody." I Said.
"Well, I Need Clothes." She Said.
"I Gotchu." I Made A Phone Call .
"What Size You Wear?" I Asked.
"Medium." She Said.
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Teen FictionPrince Harris Is A Drug Lord. Running Half Of New York's Drug Business. Everybody Thinks Prince Is Coldbloded, Evil , But They Are Missunderstood.