A Thug's Cry

Chapter Two

Deyla Pov (maleyse in the mm)

The next day I woke up early to get into the bathroom before it was completely occupied.

I did my morning hygiene routine and got dressed for school. I was so disgruntled by the cold shower water i only got to wash off once. I sighed as i threw on my only clean shirt it was a oversized black tee shirt with the words Magic stamped on the front in bold white print. I jumped up and down wiggling into my jeans. I've had these since i was 13.. that was three years ago.

I just don't understand how we live the way we do. My mom was at one of the top firms in chicago working as a assistant agent to a big building owner. Her boyfriend chance was one of the most known drug dealers in our area but yet we live in a run down apartment complex in one of the most dangerous areas in Uptown Chicago.

My dad he left years ago got remarried and never looked back so as far as family this was my only option.

Once I was finished getting dressed i stuck a pop tart in my mouth and rushed out the door. I started off in the direction of my school and ate my snack as i walked.

"Aye girl" i heard one of the neighborhood men yell in my direction.

" You chance lil girl ainna?"

I simply stayed quiet and kept walking. Out the corner of my eye i could see him drawing near me. " aye bitch you ain't hea me huh" he snatched my arm stopping me in my tracks.

I tried to wiggle free but he tightened his grip. " Chance break you off yet"

I held in tears which threatened to drop from my eyes.

"Nah he aint huh? But ima be the first" he said slanging my arm and walking back over to his friends.

"Nigga you 30sum that's a young ass girl fuck you doin man leave that girl alone" i heard one of the boys near him say.

"Wait!" He called out to me

What's your name love? He asked

I took a minute to study him as he waited for my reply. He was on the tall side about "6'0" he had black curly hair and light brown skin. His body was long and he was slightly skinny but not too small. I saw tattoos on the visible parts of his body and he was dressed like he had money.

"Im— Deyla" I hesitated.

" You ain gotta worry bout nobody talkin to ya like that nomo ya hea meh?" He told me in a heavy accent I wasn't familiar with.

"Im August.. nice to meet ya beautiful" he gripped the bottom of my chin in between his fingers and then left me in a trance.