Loved By The Ghetto (Urban)

Chapter 13

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Bye." I walk to the door of the house and put the keys in. The door is already open. "The fuck?" I say.

"Is everything okay?" asks Jake.

"Er, yeah. Just, the doors already open."

"Should it be?"

"No." I reply slowly. He walks up to me. I take the keys out the door and he slowly pushes the door. I gasp at the sight.

The house is mash up. The mirror is smashed, there is graffiti on the walls. Glass is strewn on the floor. I walk carefully into the living room. The TV is smashed, the couches have been slit and tatted up. The house is a mess. I go into the kitchen. There are broken plates and bowls everywhere. Food is everywhere, eggs are splattered on the walls. I rush upstairs to find the bedrooms in ruins. Graffiti is all over the house. Most of the graffiti says DDK but one was there that was longer in neater writing. It read:

"Dis is wat you get for getting SS to mess with us. Tell dem to back off. If dey don't, dere will be a war. And you best believe DDK will win it. DDK out." I gasp and call Trey and Sean. They arrive in no more than 5 minutes which means they were speeding like crazy, as they work 25 minutes away. They are in shock too. Patrice and James show up too. They all go into the living room and discuss for like, 10 minutes. They then come back upstairs to where I was.

"Get your intact stuff Shanae." says Patrice.

"Why?"

"You're coming to live with us." she replies. The fuck she mean 'You're coming to live with us?'

"What!?"

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"What'd you mean 'what'? What'd I say? You're coming to live with us." answers Patrice. I shake my head furiously.

"No I'm not." I object.

"Yes you are."

"No! How - why would you- I can't- I'm not leaving!" I stutter.

"We've made our decision."

"You mean, you've made you're decision. I didn't agree to this! Trey and Sean certainly didn't!" Sean raises his hand and I look at him.

"Er, actually, we did." he says.

"What! How could you- why would you - I don't unders- how could you side with them?" I stutter.

"It's for the best." pipes Trey.

"For the best!?"

"No harm will come to you when you live with us. It will be safer for you to live with us." says Patrice.

"But I don't want to leave!" tears spring to my eyes.

"Shanae you have to." says Trey gently.

"No! All my friends are here! My school is here, you're here!" I say to Trey. He pulls me into a hug. "I don't want to leave you behind." I sob clinging onto him.

"We can visit each other." he says. I shake my head.

"But I want to live with you." I mumble into his stomach. Yeah, I only come up to his stomach.

"You can't."

"Please don't say that, Trey. I can."

"Shanae-"

"Please Trey. I don't want to go." he stays silent holding me tighter.

"Shanae, please don't make this harder than it already is." he finally says, his voice wobbly.