We've Been Thru The Hood

|01| How This Shit Started

CHAPTER 1.

How This Shit Started...

                 

                                             Malaya

"Malaya! Malaya! MALAYA!" I heard my girl Crystal scream from outside my room door. The sound of footsteps were heard, and I braced myself for the "cuss-out".

"Get the fuck up, it's 5:30!" Said Crystal, storming in my room. "Let's go! You know yo' ass be takin' a whole century just to look good and I don't know who the fuck you' tryna' impress. You gotta' nigga! What more could you want?!" I listened as she continued to rant about absolutely nothing.

"And you still layin' down?! Get yo' ass up, Malaya!" Crystal dragged me out of bed and walked me to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Hold up!

"Mothafucka', don't be brushin' my teeth, the fuck you know about brushin' teeth?" I shouted, joking with her. "One thing I'll never let a T.H.O.T do is brush my teeth."

Slamming my toothbrush down on the bathroom sink, Crystal smacked her teeth. "Hoe, it's almost 6:20 and yo' ass sittin' here callin' me a T.H.O.T and shit!" I didn't say a word after that, because obviously she took the shit to the heart.

"Sorry." I mumbled, brushing the remains of my teeth. Smiling, and sending me a low "Mhmm", Crystal walked out the bathroom door and into my room, probably to pick her out an outfit for school.

Last night, Crystal had a fight with her parents; they found out she was sucking dick on the streets and in school, like she always do. Crystal would usually get away with anything, didn't matter what the case was but this one incident managed to stay in her parents' head.

Crystal's parents, Sarah and Chris, reminded me of a straight up white couple. I always ask where the hell did she get all that black and ghetto fabulous personality from. In Crystal's words, the fight between them last night was hectic.

Flashback

I sat on the couch watching as Crystal stood in front of her angry looking parents. We just came back from Geo's pizzeria and she got snapped on as soon as she stepped through the door.

"Why is it any of yo' damn business of what I do anyway?! Fuckin' cockblockers!" Crystal yelled. Sarah gasped, holding on to her husband's shoulder. I rolled my eyes.

Dramatic type bitches.

"Such language." Crystal rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Please shut the fuck up, actin' like you ain't never hear no damn cuss words befo'!"  Both of her parents blinked in disgust before her father moved forward. 

"Crystal Janice Johnson that is your mother you are talking to!" He shook his head, pointing his finger to their staircase. "That's it, young lady! You are grounded!"

Crystal laughed. "Bitch what? No, YO ass is grounded! Know what?! Fuck it! I'm outta' here! Spittin' on people and shit!" She mumbled, walking up the stairs to her room and throwing clothes in a few bags. As she walked out, her father said, "And where do you think you're going?"

"I'm going to Malalya house, I'll be back whenever I feel like I need cockblockers in my life." Her father grabbed her arm as she turned towards the door. "You're not going anywhere. You're going to go up in your room and stay there until you learn you lesson!"