Oakland's Baddest

Chapter 7

Oakland's Baddest: Chapter 7

~2 Years Later~

"Marco Ima kick yo ass once I get you!" I yelled as I chased Marco down the block with my knife in my hand. This kid thought it was funny to start talkin shit about me.

"As if!" Now Marco thinks he's the shit because he 12. Out of no where I felt a tug on my hood and I choked as I fell down. I watched as Marco kept sprinting till he ran down an alley.

Fuck.

His ass got away.

"who the hell had the balls to pull my hoodie-"

"Varo shut up. What were you doing anyways?" Arlie asked as he laughed

"I was finna cut Marco, he be tellin Scarlet I was wifing some other female" I said as I adjusted the collar of the hoodie. Scarlet was my wife at school. Yeah that whole family thing was spreading around at school, lame as hell but gotta stay ballin at school too.

"Fool, Scarlet moved onto Rico" Arlie broke out laughing even more than before

"You serious?" I rose an eyebrow

"Been with him for the last 2 weeks. She was playin both of y'all, none of us said anything cause we wanted to see how long she could keep that going. Well looks like I had to end it early since you runnin up the block with a steak knife."

"Marco still an ass"

"Where'd you even get that knife? I thought your Mama kept shit hidden?"

"Oh she does. Before she hid the knives I took one and kept it hidden under Eddy's mattress." Wait. So Scarlet was cheating? What kind if shit is that?

"Damn man, ain't that yo Mama rollin up?" I turned around and saw it was her.

Shit.

"Here can you take the knife till my Mama leaves?" He nodded his head and my Mama rolled up next to us.

"Varo come on, we got Church" oh come on. Really?

"Maaaaaaaa-"

"Don't whine. Get it the car." I mugged her but got up front and crossed my arms over my chest.

"When the fuck we start goin to church-" the back of her hand met my cheek and I looked at her like 'nigga the fuck you do that for'

"Watch your mouth." She snapped

"Fuck that! My mouth, my words, don't like it? Put cotton balls in your ears. Fuckin slappin me. Don't like my swearing? Well then fuck that ghetto bitch ass shit cause Varo finna say whatever the fuck motherfucking Varo wanna say cause he got that authority bitch ass hood broad hussy." My Mama stopped the car and before she even had the chance to slap me, my ass was out of that car.

I ran through the nearest alley and jumped the fence. No one tells me what I can and can't do. Not even my own Mama. She may have brought me into the world but she sure as hell don't own shit except for the apartment and car.

I continued walking around and this was a part I'd never seen before. It was all completely abandoned; buildings were falling apart and tagged by previous gangs. The key thing I noticed was it was mainly tagged in Red.

"What chu doin kid?" A guy said as he held his gun up at me. I stared hard at the gun then looked at the guy. His bandana was covering his face except for his eyes.

"Not cho business" I said as I furrowed my eyebrows at him. Nigga think just cause he got a gun I'm scared? Nothin scares me.

"Aight punk ass. Ima ask one more time-"