My Bestfriend's A Thug

MIA'S POV

"Mickey, come here boy! Im home" I screamed to my best friend Micheal.

"NIGGA! Didn't I tell you I'm not no dog!? And I know you did not call me Mikey!? What I tell you 'bout that gay ass shit?" He yelled coming down the stairs.

Oh, where are my manners? My name is Mia Angelique Jones. Im 17, 5'5, darkskinned, black which means ALL BLACK, not mixed. Big butt, little boobs, but not soooo little, my hair stops a little pass my neck, so yeah I wear weave, but not all them lil' ratchet colors these girls be wearing.. I knew what you were expecting, a model type girl. Well, no, I'm your average girl. About my family, my mother was your model type, and my dad was the man who thought he was everything. So, since I wasnt anywhere near perfect.. Once I turned 14, they moved to California without me leaving me on the streets for dead. We lived on the worst part in Chicago that you could ever live in. So, when they left me, I was beyond scared. I really just wanted to die to leave my misery, until this boy came riding down the streets in his all black Audi.....

Flashback ;

"Aye girl, whatchu doin' out here alone by yourself this time of night? You know what a dude like me could do to you?" The mysterious boy said from the drivers side of the car. It was very dark, so i couldn't see how he looked, or who he even was. I just ignored him, hoping that he would leave me alone before i said something wrong out've my mouth and he hops out that car and kick my ass, or even rape me.

" Hello? Earth to girl. I know you hear me talking to you." He asked getting kind of fustrated.

"UGH! I got kicked out and now i have nowhere to go! Happy? Now you could leave me alone and go, just like everybody else does! Im used to it now! We done here?" I said pissed storming off to wonder the streets of Chicago.

But, my rude remark didn't seem to phase him, because he keep talking, and even got out of the car. I was officially scared shitless. "Well, shawty, thats all you had to say. I'm not gonna hurt you like everybody else. I'm not your average nigga running around here hurting femalesif they dont give me what i want. Shit, there's too mant strip clubs for that shit." He chuckled. "So, ma just get in the car and ill take you somewhere safe. You could live with me 'til you get back on your feet." He insisted. "Oh, and BTW, Im Micheal.... and You?"

"Im Mia, but thanks for doing all this for me, i mean, no one has ever been this nicce to me.." I could see it in his eyes that his words were true and sincere.

Flashback over,,

Ever Since that day, Mikey has been my Best friend.

Micheal is very cute, I have to admit. I did have a crush on him before, but he didnt seem like he looked at me in that way, so I just decided to back off. He's like 5'9. he has hazel eyes, light brown curly hair. he skin tone is light. He has very perfect teeth. He reminds me of the Singer August Alsina. But, he's a thug.... so, he took me to learn how to shoot, and bought me my own regisered 9-milimeter, and a shotgun. One day, some dude tried to steal his stash of coke and money so i shot him dead. No, I wasn't really scared, because if i didn't kill him, he was gonna kill me. Soooo?

"I'm sorry bestfriend. " i cooed to him. "I brought you donuts though, but you seem to have an attitude, so ill leave you alone." I said faking sad.

"Ohhhh, no no no , its ok bestfriend. I dont have an attitude. I-I'm sorry. NOw you can give me the donuts. He said as I handed him the bag of donuts.

We heard a car door slam outside of the house, and we looked out of the window and saw a black Van outside with 4 niggas comming towards our house.

"Go get strapped, it looks like we got company"

Oh God... Here We go with this BullShit!

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First Book Ever wriiten by me (:

Good orrr? Yeah it's short, but i tried.

Sorry for any mistakes, I didnt really check my spelling.

Im not updating 'till i get some feedback!

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-Shiraa <3