On the Run

Chapter 30

Laney Pov

My mom stood there staring at me with so much hurt but I don't care. She didn't care when Bobby abused me mentally and physically. She didn't care when she would hurt me for no reason. Oh but Jory was the golden child!

I feel sorry for her since Bobby is her daddy.

"Laney...." Jory held her head. I looked at her with a frown.

"I will not say it again! GET OUT!" I yelled causing them to jump.

"Before I go I want to apologize. You're my baby and I love you." My mom cried before turning around to leave.

"Laney! You're being so harsh and not giving her a chance!" Jory snapped.

"You know nothing about this so shut your young mouth! LEAVE!" I snapped. She stormed out angrily. I don't care. I slammed the door behind them.

I went to my room and called Christian's cell phone but it went straight to voice mail. He's caught.

I can't do anything but wait time out. I don't want to get in anymore trouble. I just got free and I still owe that creep. I'm gone give him some laced weed and tell his dog ass Merry Christmas.

I took a shower and decided to get dressed. I need a job so I can do better in life.

I opened my closet and saw I didn't have a wide variety of clothes. I put on a fitted white t, jeans, with my timbs. I put all my hair in a ponytail and threw my Tommy jacket on.

I left out the apartment and hit the sidewalk. People knew it was me and they didn't go light with the stares. They even took pictures. I always see myself on the blogs and social media.

"Hey girl." This crew of white girls stopped. They looked to be my age. I looked up and they snapped my picture.

"You're hot girl." The blonde smiled as she looked at her phone.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Using you for my screensaver, duh." She laughed with her friends.

"Like you're the biggest sex symbol since Janet or Lil Kim." The Brunette spoke. Why though? I'm your average black girl. I've seen bitches that look way better.

"What makes me so cute?" I asked curiously.

"Bitches pretend to be outlaws and bad girls. You are a real bad ass outlaw and you're hot." Blonde said. I guess that is true.

"Stay out of trouble girls." I told the, before walking off. I turned the corner before looking both ways. I walked in this alley and saw Black's door. This was my dude when I was Mya. He supplied me with weapons and all.

I knocked lightly.

The door opened with one of Black's big ass bodyguards at the door.

"Black disappointed in you." He told me. I knew Black wouldn't like to be lied to.

"Can I talk to him?" I asked. The big man looked over his shoulder for what seemed like forever. He then turned back to me.

"Yea you can talk to him." He said.  I walked in and followed my usual route. I opened the steel door that revealed Black's office. He sat in his chair counting money as usual. There were half naked strippers all around. His dope boys were sitting around looking like killers. Black never once looked up at me.

"Black." I spoke. He froze and looked up.

"Laney Cole." He smirked. He started back counting his money.