I guess you can say I'm just like every other girl from the hood. You know the ones with fucked up childhoods and shit ? Yeah. That's me. Andrea Cruz from Harlem. An 18 year old drop out with no parents. Mother is a fucking junkie and father was always absent. My Aunt Vivian took me in when I was three . Little did I know I was going to live with a fucking gambler and drunk who always brung different men in and out of our home almost every damn day. Pigs she met from bingo night or wherever the hell she went to gamble. When she would be passed out drunk , some of the men she brung home would even try to holla at me. I fucked a few for my own pleasure. It's not like she was going to ever see them again. I can say the bitch had taste in men. Whenever I wasn't home , I'd work at a diner down the street from our house. It wasn't much but it was something to keep me afloat and stack my money so I can find my own spot soon. I was 18 now. I didn't need to live with my Aunt Viv and shit. Bitch hardly cleaned up after herself. I needed my own space soon. I never really had plans on going to college. It crossed my mind a few times but , me ? College ? I was still unsure about the whole thing. To some I was just another hood bitch working a weak ass job. I'd prove those people wrong but it wasn't gonna be today.
" Andrea , you sleep ? " My aunt viv yelled.
" Nah , I'm up. Wassgood ? " I said.
" I'm going out. I'll be back later. Don't wait up & don't have people in my house either. " She said. Was this bitch serious though ? Who the fuck am I gonna have in her house at 10pm at night ? She knew damn well I never had any type of guys over. Them niggas wasn't worthy of coming over to my crib. Hell , I didn't want them around her drunk sloppy fat ass to be quiet honest with you.
" Aight fam. See ya later " I said in a now annoyed tone. She locked the door and left. Now I'm sitting here alone with nothing to do. Too bad I don't have a lot of girlfriends because my ass surely would be out twerking on niggas and telling them whatever they wanna hear so I could get free drinks and some cash in my pocket. Miami niggas are so damn stupid. They will give you cash just for telling them that you would meet them back at their place. That's free cash. Me and my girl Brat use to sneak into clubs and do that shit awhile back when we were 16. We fucked for cash but mostly we just told the niggas whatever they wanted to hear and they'd take us shopping , get our hair and nails did , whatever. Brat was such a hoe but that's my bitch. She was just like me. She was down to get hers by any means. She was down for the come up and we always got it some how , some way. While I was drifting away in my thoughts , I heard a knock at the door. " Who the fuck could it be ?". I said to myself , I went to my closet and grabbed my glock and headed for the door.
" Who the fuck is it ?! "
" Bitch who the fuck else is it gonna be knocking on your door this time of the night ? We all know your stuck up ass don't have no muhfucking man so apparently its me bitch ! OPEN THE DOOR BITCH ! " She said. It was Brat. Bitch always had a mouth on her. I chuckled. I proceeded to unlock the door.
" Bitch , I should've let your raggedy musty ass stay outside since you wanna talk shit hoe " I said laughing
" Bitch , shut up , you wasn't gonna do shit ! " Brat said as she looked down. " Damn bitch you was gonna shoot me ?! Oh hell nah , you crazy bitch ! "
" No bitch , I wasn't gonna shoot you , I should though. " I said as I laughed my way to the kitchen.
" Yeah Yeah , whatever hoe , you wanna go to the club tonight and get some shmmoney ? Or you wanna sit in the house wishing you'd get properly fucked by a man you don't got ? " Brat said as she pushed her double D titties up and swung her 30inches of blonde hair. I knew Brat wanted to go out because she had on a all black bodycon dress with gold Chanel strappy heels and a all black YSL bag in her hand. Just from my observation , I'm pretty sure her sugar daddy Michael bought her whole fit for her. Michael was a married man with four children. He owned a few businesses and all of them were pretty successful. She hit the lotto fucking with that nigga. He got her whatever she wanted as long as she sucked and fucked him correctly. This bitch even got a condo and a new Mercedes Benz out of his ass. Whenever she didn't get what she wanted , she always threatened to tell his wife about them. Sneaky trife bitch. But , that was my bitch.
" Yeah bitch I'll go. What club we hitting up tonight ? " I said while pouring me a glass of lemonade.
" I'm thinking Sugar Daddies or maybe Deja Vu' "
" Sugar Daddies ain't got no money bitch only hard dick ! "
" Deja Vu it is bitch ! Get dressed ! " Brat said as she clapped her hands.
