Keysha and Raquel -A detroit bad girl story

Keysha & Raquel

Part one

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chapter one- Raquel Jordan

July 2013

Raquel sat quietly at a table in a small hotel room. She wore a robe with a one piece lingerie set on, it was black and fit her body perfectly. She cried heavy, as she thought about her life leading up to this. Raquel picked up some crystal meth she stole from Albert crushing and spreading it across the table. She quickly snorted it, pinching her nose letting the drug slide down her nose and throat. That was the first time she had ever taken hard drugs. She didn't know how it would affect her but she didn't care. She didn't want to think about what she had Just done. Raquel looked over at the bed were a piece of paper lay, addressed  to Keysha williams. Raquel picked it up reading it, letting more tears pour down her eye's, “I'm so sorry!” Raquel put the letter back on the bed walking back to the table, taking out another handful of drugs, crushing them and letting it ease its way through her nostrils. "What the hell is wrong with me" Raquel said to herself. "  Looking up at the ceiling Raquel took a deep breath whispering to herself. “I just want to be close to you Quan,"  I'm sorry I disappointed you.” Everyone In my life, I've hurt, They don't deserve this, and what I've done will change my life forever. Raquel Looked down at her hands, as visions of the blood rested upon them. She looked down at the floor, visions of glass was scattered everywhere. She sees the body lying right in front of her.  She quickly closed her eyes swaying her face away from her hands. She banged her fist on the table, continuing to cry out. "I love you Quante, I promise I'll make it right, for you" Raquel continue to ramble to herself. Raquel Crushed more crystal meth planning on making herself as numb as possible that night. Every imagine of her mom, Albert and anybody who's ever hurt her, she wanted to just disappear.