I slid from under Mijo showering and brushing my teeth. I put my hair in two cornrows putting on black leggings a black long sleeve shirt my sleeveless jean jacket and my gamma blue 11 jordans.
He left the closet the way it was from months ago. All my clothes shoes and money in here even looks like he bought me more stuff.
I strapped my bag around me after dropping a few stacks in there.
I walked to the bed kissing Mijos forehead.
I was walking away when he grabbed my hand.
I stopped walking.
"Where you going?" He asked sleepily.
I knelt down to high level with him. He opened one eye then closed it groaning he sat up rubbing his face with his free hand since he was still holding my hand.
He pulled me to his lap laying his head on my shoulder holding me.
"Where you going Cyn?"
"Just a few things to take care of."
He sighed drawing circles in my stomach.
"You never even answered my question last night."
"I fell asleep." I mumbled putting my arm around his neck.
"I know." He said rubbing his face again then sliding hia fingers through his hair.
"What was it?"
He thought for a second continuing to draw circles in my stomach.
"When all this shit pass you know maybe we can buy a house far away from here and start over , we can have our own lil family ." He said pressing his lips to my shoulder.
I smiled.
"Why not?" I said looking into his eyes my heart doubling in my chest and butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
He smiled ear to ear. "You'd have my kids?"
"I'd have only your kids." I said caressing his cheek.
He laid a long kiss on my lips.
"Be careful baby." He mumbled against my lips. Before laying a long kiss on my lips again.
"I will." I mumbled back before laying a long kiss on his lips.
He squeezed me before laying another long kiss on my lips.
I stood fixing my bag on my back still standing between his legs. He slid his hand up my thigh to my ass caressing it.
I looked down at him.
"Dont look at me like that , this my ass."
"Whatever." I said walking to the door he smacked my ass mad hard the clap rung through the room.
I looked back at him glaring.
He smirked laying back putting his hands behind his head.
"I hope you dont like those leggings." He said smirking.
"You aint getting nun when I get back so it dont matter."
"Yeah we'll see." He said as I left the room rubbing my ass cheek that stung. I could still feel his hand on my ass.
A.G laughed. "Heard that shit out here."
"Fuck up - lock the door."
Jogging down the steps I left the building. I sighed as the breeze kissed my face. I let my hair down over my shoulders.
I slid through alleys and took short cuts to get to my home. I climbed the hidden ladder and crawled in through my window.
I sighed sitting on my bed looking around. Havent been in here in a long time it's clean now of course it is , its supposed to be getting sold - the smell of it only shows me that .
I walked to my closet and there was a duffle bag there on the middle of the floor. With a paper stapled to it.
I knew you'd come again for confirmation. I knew you've been coming. You do not need to influence your sister into steering into your path. I swear after your father died you turned into something beyond my control. Your a big girl now - always have been. You'll never see your sister if you cant right all this wrong. You'll always have all of our love. Even if you only give us half yours.
-Mother
She kissed the paper with her red lipstick . Her cheap perfume still lingered on the paper. I folded it opening the small duffle bag in hundreds in the rubberbands was half the money i gave my sister.
I stood zipping it I slid it over my head closing the closet. I left my room and went to my sisters leaning in the doorway basking in the memories here. Then I left never looking back - this is no longer home and family is anywhere but here.
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Rigging The Game [Urban]
Teen FictionThis whole society is at war. With guns , for money , for food, for struggle , for life and understanding. The littlest things have way more meanings to it then they're thought to. Our whole government and lives are full of foreshadowing most don't...