Thugga Thug

.13

I woke up the next morning hungry as hell. I didn't want to get up though. I was just sitting in my bed looking at the ceiling. Hungry.

I fell back sleep and had a dream me and my moma was fighting about them boys over here again. I woke up quick from that dream. 

I put my slides on, put my robe on and walked to the kitchen. 
I heard some noises round the corner and when I turned the corner, my moma was in there cooking. She only cooked big like this when somebody coming over, or she leaving and she leaving food for me.

"This a lot of food!"
Yeah it is ain't it?"

I was thinking to my self then, what this bitch none did that she thinking about killing me?

"Whats the occasion?"

She turned around so smoothly like she was intoxicated, "Your daddy coming."
Bitch when I say I ran up to my room to hide all my shit. From my jewelry to my correctors. Bitch I went to straight ghost mode.

I came back down to ask my moma what time he was supposed to be here, since it was like 11. He like to come late but not too late, but surly not too early, which for him is 12. 

Soon as I hit the corner a knock was at the door.

I ran to it looking through the peep hole trying to see who it was, but they had their finger over it, I know my daddy wouldn't play round like that so I bust open the door.

Who is it?
It was some thug, "Where yo moma at boy?"
"She in the house why?"
"Mind your business man!"
I looked at him and shut the door.

He busted the bitch open "Aye lil nigga, you don't disrespect me like that man."

My moma came rushing to the door. "Trey leave em alone now, he just getting up."

They went outside to talk. 

Asia called me a few minutes later.
"Wassup?"
"Hey boo, you still tryna go to the party tonight?"
"Oh, yeah, but it's gonna have to be a lil later than what's on the flyer"
"Oh cool, we can go together then, I gotta wait for my dye to get right."
"Ok cool then, I'll let you know."
"Alright bye"

I went to take me shower after that. I stood in the shower for a while. Like damn, the man that put me out, that seen this fye head in action is coming back here for what? I hope he don't be on that bull shit.

I went to my room put something comfortable on and just waited. Waited to here than knock on the door. 

I got tied of waiting after a while and ate me some food mom threw down, and soon as I finished the knock came.

"Hey in here", that damn captain sailor voice still in use.

"Hey Pete, we in here>"
I came easing round the corner, not knowing what the hell this man was fixing to say.

"Hey, da!"

"Hey son.........well you look....hey."

I knew what that meant. So I cut the party short and went to my room and just started texting people.

I found one of my old friends from where I used to stay, we were texting for a while and just when I was about to get nasty here go my moma them calling me.

I came into the kitchen and looked at them. "Wassup?"

My daddy got his head in his hands. "Your moma told me you round here messing with these young boys."

I looked at them and jerked my head. "She keeps saying that but she has yet to come with any proof. You father should know that people's mouth can lie just like my but farts."