4:33 p.m.
~PRESTON'S ⓟⓞⓥ~
I yawned and felt around to find the bed empty. I opened my eyes, Mookie wasn't laying next to me and from the feel of the coldness, it's been like that for a while.
I could hear laughter and talking coming from the living room. I pushed the covers off of me and stretched. I put my basketball shorts on and walked into the living room.
"Damn Hunter, let go! " Chris and Hunter were wrestling in the floor. Chris got a grip on Hunter's Juice cut and pulled him up. Everybody was laughing looking at them.
"Hey! He's awake! " Hunter said as Chris was holding his hair.
"What the hell are y'all doing? " I asked.
"Howard was talking about my Mama! " Chris let go of Hunter's hair. I shook my head.
"Damn, put my government out like that- Blaze Ion know why you laughing! You got a hospital name with yo ole Bernard head ass!" Everybody was laughing but Blaze, he was mugging Hunter.
Blaze sat his chips down on the couch and in seconds he was running after Hunter. Hunter was screaming as they ran out the door, we were dieing.
"Hey babe. " Mookie walked up to me and kissed my cheek.
"When you get out the bed? " I asked.
"About thirty minutes ago when they came. " She answered. Her hair was krinkly and going down back, she had on a skin tight half shirt that reached only a few inches from below her breast showing her perfect stomach, some baggy gray sweats that fit her big ass perfectly and her Nike slides. Shit was simple but mami looked fine as hell.
"Go get dressed. " She told me.
"Shit I don't know what to wear. " I told her, she grabbed my arm and pulled me to my room.
"Just wear something simple babe ,like this. " She pointed to a tan Polo shirt ,my black tru's and my Polo boots.
"IIght, but that's not simple, give me thirty minutes. " I said she whined.
"25?" I asked.
"20 and we have a deal. " She said.
"Fine, ole stubborn ass." She slapped my ass, I glared at her.
"My uncle's been calling Mama Evens .... asking where me and Essy are. " She told me as I changed. I raised an eyebrow trying to hide my anger.
"It ain't his fucking business-"
" He has custody of us Preston, it kinda is." She stated sitting on the bed as I changed.
"So you telling me you ready to go back-"
"Hell no, but if they find out He's beating on me and shit, me and Essy are gonna be separated into Foster homes-"
"Stay with Me-"
"It's not in my hands Preston, I'm not 18 yet-"
"But I'm about to be in a few months, you and Essence can stay with me til then. " I put my shirt and shoes on, with my earrings and gold chain.
Mookie followed me to the bathroom.
"It doesn't work like that Preston. Jeff could easily call police and tell them I ran away with Essy, or took her or-"
"Mookie, stop crying alright. We'll think of something, right now, you need to worry about the present not soon to come. " I wiped her face and kissed her forehead.
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That unpredictable thug love
Random-Karmela Mckeney Jones aka MJ (16)- Living in the projects with her abusive, Alcoholic Uncle and Crack head Auntie along with her little sister Essynce(8). Pain, blood, and punches became MJ's daily routine. Her only hope is getting th...