Sometimes we feel like we got life all planned out. We plan for the future but fail to live in the present.
Everything seems perfect to the public eye but behind close doors it's the complete opposite. Heaven becomes Hell but we have no choice but...
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A Month Later!
This past month I've had to move from abandon to abandon house because I was hearing all over that my dad was looking for me.
This shit was getting out of control and it was to the point that I wanted to go back and ask his ass what the fuck he wants with me.
I had to quit my job at the diner because I wasn't safe there. About three weeks ago while on my shift I seen my dad's friend walk in there to get lunch.
I wasn't to much surprised since I knew he stayed out there. That same day I quit and moved once again.
I was now staying in the Bronx at this abandon house I found.
I was going to go job hunting because honestly I needed some type of income coming in. I wasn't trying to go back to my old ways but if things didn't get better I'm not going to have much of a choice but to go back into my prostitution ways. I didn't want to and I prayed I didn't have to.
I snuck into the neighbors yard so that I could use their water hose to take a quick shower. It was the only way I could stay clean.
I made sure no one was home before turning on the hose and spraying it. They had this little hut thing that hid me so nobody would be able to see me.
I shivered once the cold water came into contact with my naked body. The water was freezing but if I wanted to stay clean I had to take it.
I grabbed my shampoo and started shampooing my hair. I couldn't take long showers due to the fact that I never knew when they would get home and last thing I needed was for them to catch me and call the police.
I finished my little shower I guess you can call it and got dressed. I grabbed my belongings and ran back to the house I was staying at.
I finished getting ready there before leaving out.
I got in my car pulling off looking at the list of places I found in the news papers.
I pulled up the my first spot which was a dry cleaners.
I parked my car getting out. I adjusted my skirt and blouse before making my way towards the building.
Walking in I was greeted by the lady behind the desk
"Hello welcome to Clean away how may I help you?"
"Hi I'm here for the job offer" I said nicely
"Oh yes. Do you have any experience working in a dry cleaners?" She asked while she went through some papers
"No but I'm really fast learner and I know I can learn everything there is to know quickly" ;
She looked at me for a second before nodding.
"Okay fill these papers out and I'll give you a call if your application meets our expectations" She smiled handing me the paper work
I kindly took the papers grabbing a pen and filling them out. Towards the back there were some questions sorta like a quiz I guess to see how much I knew about doing laundry.
They were easy and basic questions so I hope I get a call back.
After I finished them up I handed them to her walking out. I had about 6 more places to go and not enough time. Times like these I wish I had a lap so I can just apply on line instead.
I'm hoping that since nobody knows me here I can get a job quicker.
DAVE
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"These bitches love Sosa O end or No end. Fucking with them O boys you gonna get fucked over. Rari's and Rovers.These love Chief Sosa. Hit Em with that cobra Now that boy slumped over. They do it all for Sosa. You boys ain't making no noise" I rapped along with the song.
"Ya'll know I'm a grown boy. You're clique full of broke boys" Mugga rapped
"This song go hard low key" Jungle said moving his head to the beat.
"You ain't ever lie but I bet I can make a better one" I smirked
"Nigga you couldn't rap to save yo life" Jungle laughed
"Man drop that instrumental and bet I snap"
"Bet" Mugga pulled up the instrumental and i got ready to rap
"If you out of line NYPD ain't stopping mine. You try, You see your probably die. That's the bottom lie. I got the drop. Let's line Em up. Kicking in the door them tie them up. Woke up dumping I ain't riding up. Nobody home nigga rogers up. I'm Karma fucked for a lot of stuff. Lot of pills. Lotta weed. It's a lot of us. She molly sweatin. I'm popular. She wanna taste the kid i ain't stopping her" I rapped
"Aye" They said in unison
"Shit i can keep going" I laughed
"Shit we can see but you killed it little bro" Jungle said
"Dead ass. You tryna be a rapper?"
"I never thought about it to be honest. I ain't really think i had the skills"
"I mean what you just spit was fire" Mugga shrugged.
"Maybe" I shrugged
I got up heading towards the back to use the bathroom real quick.
As I was handling my business heard a bunch of commotion. I hurried and up and handled my business so i can could go see what was happening.
"What's going on?" I asked making my way towards the living room
"Freeze. Put your hands up"The cops said aiming their guns at me
I put my hands up looking around the house. They Jungle and Mugga on the floor handcuffed while they tearing up the room.
They came over to me throwing me against the wall and searching me
"I don't have shit" I snapped
"Watch your tone" One of the officers said
They handcuffed me and threw me on the floor next to them
"Fuck's going on?" I asked them
"Man they raiding our shitn for drugs. We got caught slipping" Jungle shook his head
Great all i need is to go to jail for some shit i ain't have no part in.
