Do you remember Meadow? Hazel and Amir's offspring? Ever wonder what happened to her after those unfortunate events? Check out this book that follows sixteen year old Meadow Sanchez as she follows behind the chaotic life of her parents. Will she sur...
Today is a new day, starting off good with everything circulating the right way with Meadow out my face and out my life.
"Aye Bruh who was that light skin girl you was with the other day."
Squinting towards my mans Dijon, watching him sit up straight on the other side of the couch with a smile on his face. I continued taking a pull on the blunt we was passing back and forth.
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"What about her?"
"I mean she got a fat ass so let me know if she down with me eating that cat."
"You corny motherfucker." I said trying to contain my laughter while his face fell flat.
"I'm dead ass bruh, what's wrong? you hitting that?"
"If I'm with a bitch, she in my car following behind me like a lapdog what's makes you think I ain't hitting that." I snapped looking at him like he lost his mind.
"My bad fool I just saw the way she was eyeing me." He said defensively.
"Yeah cause she a hoe, but don't fuck with her."
"Bruh you trying to wife a hoe?"
"Fuck nah! I don't want none of us turning a hoe into a house wife."
We both fell out laughing at my statement.
*
We were chilling, chasing our high as it started to come down until I heard someone banging hard as fuck on my door.
Automatically getting into diplomatic mode I straighten up, made sure my piece was straight, spraying cologne on my clothes,and febreeze in the house and especially on Dijon stinking ass.
Swinging the door wide open with a smile thinking it was the police until I saw Meadow standing in front of me crying her eyes out. I felt a tug at my heart like I was having a heart attack for a second.
Fuck wrong with me?
"What you want?" I said nonchalantly.
"I know you mad at me but I don't give fuck, I need you." She said weakly.
"If I haven't made it clear, I thought I did but I'm fine with repeating it."
I said clapping my hands together so she can get it through that thick ass skull of hers.
"I DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU, YOUR FAMILY, OR YOUR ISSUES SO GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY DOOR!"
With that being said I slammed the door in her face walking away. I could hear her banging on it again.
"Shiloh! I'm sorry!"
I know she was getting angrier by the second but I still didn't care. Didn't care when she said sorry or when her tone switched
"Ohhh you fucking with the wrong one!" She said while I ignored her.
"Shawty step, Get the fuck on!" I yelled back.
If I haven't made it clear Meadow is not my bitch and never will be.
Meadow
He was whack as fuck for doing that petty shit. My grandmother wasn't home so I thought that he would help me.
I couldn't call my uncles yet because I don't know if they were involved or not.
I wish Shiloh would get out of his feelings and help me. I wonder what he would do if I fucked with his car.
Hearing him laugh inside of the house made my eye twitch. He was fucking with the wrong bitch.
Looking around I saw a stack of bricks on the side of his house. Grinning at myself while I picked up one putting it in my right hand while picking up another to hold in my left.
"He didn't want to help me? Ohhh okay I'll show you crazy."
Walking over to his car I attempted to get him to help me one more time.
"Shiloh." I cooed.
More laughter.
"If you don't help me you'll regret it!"
Nothing.
He didn't respond so I wined my hand back and threw the first brick in the windshield. The alarm went off like a fire cracker. Walking towards the back while I watched Shiloh rush out the house with crazy eyes.
"I can't stand you!" I spat while he looked at me, boy if looks could kill I'd be maggot food already.
"You crazy bitch." I smirked taking it as a compliment.
"What do you want from me Meadow!? Do you want me to kill you? Cause I'm still trying to figure out why I haven't killed yo ass."
I suddenly burst into tears, they were fake but he didn't have to know that.
"I need you Shiloh, please I'm sorry for everything I said but I need you more than ever."
I saw his face change for a brief second. Walking towards me.
"What's wrong shawty."
"My aunt said my parents staged their death."
He was caught off guard but quickly recovered.
"Nah your aunt crazy shawty you can't believe anything she saying."
"I know she crazy but I need to know for sure."
"Alright what you need me to do?"
"I searched up the people she told me to look up and got an address, if you're willing to take a road trip and do a stake-"
"You crazy as fuck bruh I don't even know why I'm giving you any of my damn time".
"Please." I looked up, seeing his face weaken again.
"Man let me make a few calls and moves, since you fucked my car up. He snapped while I looked at him innocently.
"I'll hit you up later. Be ready I don't want to hear no bullshit about the perfect outfit."
"Thank you." I said wrapping my arms around his waist. He stiffened but began to relax.
"Just be ready shawty." He said breaking our hug and walking away.
Is this real? If my parents aren't alive I'll be devastated but if they are I'll feel betrayed.
