This story is about girl that haves a hard life in the hood
She lives with her two younger sisters and her abusive mother who is also an crackhead that sells her body out to any man on the streets
She haves to go to school, work a couple hour at he...
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Breanna
I woke up to a knock on my door
Bree: Who is it
That's when I heard the same deep voice from last night and realize I had a banging ass migraine
Calvin: You know who it is now open this door
I just sat up and looked at the Time on my phone
Bree: it's just 7 something so can you come back at 8-
Calvin: If you don't open this damn door Imma' knock this shit down
This nigga ain't that strong but I just got my lazy ass up and unlock and opened the door then went right back under my covers after I opened it
Calvin: Who was lil nigga from last night
Bree: Why are you even over here
Calvin: Answer my question first then I'll answer yours
Bree: Some boy named Timothy
Calvin: Some Boy-
Bree: Calvin-
Calvin: Calvin??? I'm your father-
Bree: Well it doesn't seem like it-
Calvin: Look Bree I know I haven't been here for you and the twins but I'm back now
Bree: That's what you been saying for eight years
Calvin: Stop being so stubborn-
Bree: I can't help it
He just sighed
Calvin: Well I came here last night to surprise you and the twins but instead you surprised me but I was just trying to ask y'all if y'all wanted to meet your other siblings
Bree: Well the twins might be happy
Calvin: So what is lil nigga to you
Bree: Tbh he's really like a stranger but I've only known him since yesterday
Calvin: So that's not your Nigga
Bree: Nope
Calvin: Then What'chu doing kissin' his ass then
Bree: I don't know I think it was really just the alcohol but I got a headache so I'm bout to go take something
With that I got up and made my way downstairs and he followed behind me still asking me questions about Timothy ass
