Skylar pov
Greetings I'm Skylar and I have this one special ,actually wonderful thing I need to tell you...I don't give fuck about what you do.yall must have thought this was bout to be one of those lovey dovey shits.Hell naw!I don't fuck like that .And don't you damn call me Skylar ,it's sky or Ace ,got that?Anyway right now I'm in a alley I like to call death trial . If you must know I'm smoking a blunt.Shit feels real good.I took out my blade and starting cutting my skin.I tried suicide but for some reason I always back down.I guess it's god.I think he is about the only one that cares for me and loves me.Thats about it.See I don't really understand my purpose or my mission on this earth.I don't seem to make anybody happy.I just fuck up shit.The only thing I do good is run my trap right and that's it.What ?You never heard of a female running shit?Well consider me as your first.As a matter of fact it's almost nine .I Betta get going.I stomp my blunt in the ground and head to my caddie (Cadillac ).I get in and blast my music not giving a fuck who's neighborhood I'm disrupting.When I get there I greet the bodyguards and unlock the buildings front doors and head to my office.As soon as I get in I see James aka murda he chop the weed for me.he says " wassup ace.hows your day been." I said " hey and same as usual . I skipped school smoked a couple blunts,ate food and came here."he says "oh then yeah pretty much the same.Do you think I could take tomorrow off ?It's my baby girl birthday and I wouldn't want to miss it ",I thought about it.Should I let him off?if I do ain't nobody gon be able to chop but if I don't his daughter will miss her daddy.hmmm"what time does the event start?' He says " twelve through six." I say " ok you can take it off but I gotta come." He says "sure you can come .I don't mind at all." I say"okay." He eventually goes back to chopping.Before I know it ,it's time to close up.Everyone leaves and I lock up.I then hop in my car and head home.I see my mom's car is parked in the driveway signaling she's home and is about to lecture me.I walk in and she's sitting on the couch with a mug in her hands and a box of tissues next to her.She looks at me and examines my body.I wear long pants and regular t-shirts . I don't cut on my wrists case it's to common and too visible.I cut on my legs,and thighs.I don't wear shorts so it works out fine.She walks over to me and by the look of her face I can tell she been crying which I'm used to. My mother and I used to have a great relationship but my dad fucked it up with his habits and how he favored my brother over me.My mind just sorta turned and my grades started dropping and I started to hang with gangs more.I eventually turned into this she-thug.I never planned it,it just happened and now I'm here standing in my living room holding my mother while she cries.Do I still have my fuck you attitude?...hell yeah.But do I still have a heart?...let's just say only to the ones that care .which is god,my mom,and james.The only people who seem to care.Anyway I let my mom go and tell her I'm fine but she says she wants me to quit the game and go back to my regular ways.My whole world stops...My old self.I cant.My old self was pretty,smart,friendly,and loving,All the things that caused me to turn to the person I am today.I could never.The old me had a boyfriend , and a best friend , Those people hurt me.I WILL NEVER go back.To much memories , to many events that occured.All those things that left me broken.I don't even smile any more . I just kiss my mom and say I love you and head off to bed.I say a prayer ,plug my ear buds in and catch me some z'ss.Hi I'm hannah the author.how do you like the first chapter ? Comment please I love feedback.and follow because I'm not like others I follow back . Comment 143 to let me know that it's a 100% good .I love bye.
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Teen Fictionwhy should I care . everything I do or try to accomplish ends up or seems fucked up.you say I need help ,naw I need a blunt.you say I need love ,naw I need money.What the hell is a boy gonna do for me...nothing.why should my fragile ass fall in l...