"Ooo boo" Monet changed the subject, Looking at my neck.
"What's wrong?" I questioned curiously.
"Lil' hoe had nails and caught you" She spoke. "C'mon, I'll have'em get you something"-
" Monet, I'm fine"-
"Okay, Look, I just invited you into my family, Call me Mo"-
" Mo, I'm fine"-
She ignored me and continued up the stairs, I followed her of course.
"Aye youngboy!" She called out, Peering into the living room. "Can you get Jaila some ice?" She asked curiously, I slightly jabbed her. He nodded, Standing up. "I gotta go t'the bathroom, I'll be right back" She smiled before walking off. I followed youngboy into the kitchen.
He opened the freezer and pulled out a few ice cubes, and wrapped them in a rag.
"Where's it at?" He asked curiously. I leaned my head to the side, Revealing the scratch.
"Is it bad?" I asked.
"Nah, You got a lot more licks than she did" He half smiled. He handed me the rag before walking off. I placed the rag on the side of my neck as I waited for Mo to return.
She did, Moments later. I mean mugged her."What?" She played dumb.
"That was NOT funny" I said. She lightly chuckled.
"C'mon, Youngboy's a nice dude"-
"I didn't say he wasn't"-
" You frontin'em though "-
"No I'm not"-
" Yes you are"She said, Mimicking my tone.
"I have a boyfriend. And I'm not a hoe"-
" Your boyfriend is though-Or so I've heard"
She spoke."He's not"-I stopped myself and began laughing.
"You can't even lie!" She exclaimed. ( We were back in the basement ) I noticed a bunch of electronic equipment.
"What's all'is for?" I asked.
"Oh, Youngboy, Ben an'em use it t'make songs" She replied.
"Songs?"-
" They rap. They're pretty good"-
"So y'all just hang out over each others houses all the time, Or, Is this your house?"-
" This is all'a ours. But my brother Jr. Pays the bills"-
"Is he annoying?"-
" What you mean?"-
"Does he try to control every aspect of your life as if he's your Dad?"-
" Nah, He's chill. We basically raised ourselves though, So I've always respected him. Why? Is'at how your brother is?"She asked.
"Yes!" I exclaimed. "I mean, I love'em but he tries to control me, Like that's what a Mom is for" I rolled my eyes.
"Me and Jr ain't have parents growin' up. Mama's a crackhead and Ion know my Daddy."-I was surprised she'd shared that with me. I felt obligated to share as well.
" Me my Mom and Justin used to be so close. I never knew my real Dad, I don't consider him my Father. My stepdad got locked up a couple years back."-
"So, The baby?"-
" Anaya? That's Justin's daughter. Her Mama passed, She overdosed."-There was a brief silence.
"I think that's why Justin's so hard on me"-
" Big brothers are s'pose t'be...Aye, D'you think y'Mama would let you crash here t'night?"She asked.
"My Mom would. Ion know about Justin" I smiled knowingly.
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Never Broke Again
FanfictionJaila Smith is a normal sixteen year old girl, Sort of. She hasn't exactly had the easiest life, But like everybody, She has a story. And that story is the reason she is the way she is, It's also what brings her to Baton Rouge, Louisiana.