Black Parad(ICE)

Numbered

As I was pulling into my apartment complex I noticed my leg getting worse and worse. "Ugh!" I yelled in frustration. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to go to the police, but I also didn't wanna involve my crazy ass dad. 🤦🏾‍♀️ Finally weighing my options I decided to text my sister Layla since she's in medical school.

Ivory 💋: Sis!! 911 I'll explain when you get here I'm at my apartment complex hurry please!!

Slayla 💅🏾: Bitchhhhhhhh you better be dying texting me at 2 am. 😐 omw!

Little did Layla know I just might be... I needed a distraction from the war that was brewing right under my nose. Reaching into my glove department I pulled out a pre rolled blunt. Shittttt after being shot, robbed, AND finding out I got a 20K bounty on my head.. I fucking needed it. The more I inhaled, the more I reflected on tonight's events just equaled the more infuriated I became. You'd think I'd be on the edge of my seat anticipating an attack or at least being cautious... But I wasn't I sat there like being shot wasn't a big deal.

Looking down at my phone vibrating in the cup holder I noticed the name across the top as my sister Layla. "Hello?" I answered. "Um Bitch where are you?! I'm at your apartment but guess who's not here? YOUUUUUUUU! What the fuck Ivory I swear Ima slap yo ass to the damn moon and back!!-" "LAYLA!" I screamed cutting her overdramatic ass off. "What?" She answered finally calming down. "Listen I'm in my car right in front of my building I was shot hurry please." And with that I hung up the phone. Not even two minutes later my driver's door was being yanked open and my semi limp body was being removed. Not too long after everything went dark.

Finally becoming conscious I noticed I was in my bed and a bandage was on my once bloody leg. I looked towards my room door and froze once I saw who stood in my doorway. My dad stood there giving me a cold glare but I could tell he still cared for my well being. "You got some explaining to do, and I ain't got all day so get to fucking talking and don't bullshit me either Ivory!" My dad's voice boomed through the room. Being in his presence while he's extremely mad always made me feel 10 not 20. I guess startled by my dad's suddenly loud voice, Layla and my mom rushed into the room. Once realizing I was the reason for his loud voice.. Nobody spoke and all eyes fell on me.

Contemplating and weighing out my options.. I decided to come clean beginning to end even about my stripping days which were officially now NUMBERED. "I'm honestly disappointed." Was all my mom said before exiting my room. Layla gave me a sorrowful look before following my mom out the room. Shit I don't know why her ass looking at me like that it's her fault! My dad just stared at me before finally speaking. "Baby girl I'm so fucking pissed that I can't even yell at you. But you wanna know something? Since you're so grown and a "boss bitch" you gone handle this shit like a grown woman. Go clean out your safe, deposit your funds, clean out your whole fucking dressing room. Then you are to stay in the house until I say otherwise. And don't you dare think about disobeying me.. I have eyes everywhere. I WILL know." And with that he left my room. "AND GET RID OF THE FUCKING COKE." He yelled before I heard my front door slam.

Hey you guys!! It's Kãy sorry for the last chapter being choppy I didn't write it lol but should I throw this whole book out? I'm contemplating seriously I don't know if I want to continue it. You think I should: like, comment, and share thanks babes! 😬💋