A Thug Love

14. Plotting..

Alaina Alexander

"Bitch.." She started.

"Girl tell me why I got some dick today and he was big as fuck!" Juliet bragged.

"For real, who?" I asked getting interested.

"That's for me to know and you to find out." She said.

"Anyway, go on." I sighed.

"Girl tell me why this nigga got me LIMPING." She said carrying on with the bragging.

"Oh really?" I said as my eyebrow raised.

"Yes sis, I heard he slang dope too so you know what that means.." She trailed off.

"What does it mean?" I inquired.

"Girl you don't know? Imma get this nigga to fuck me again and get pregnant by him so he can make me wifey. Probably poke a hole in the condom or some shit." She explained.

"And why would you do all of that? Are you even ready for kids your only 17." I responded.

"Don't you know? The best thing you could do these days is to have a baby by a drug dealer because they got big money. You should do that to Xavier, you'll be living the life soon." She went on..

"Don't you think that's a little selfish?" I asked and I heard her smack her teeth over the phone.

"Miss me with that shit. Look, just think about it. Alright?" She said as her voice softened.

"Alright." I said after hanging up.

I laid on my bed and stares at the ceiling as I thought about what Juliet said. Her words replayed through my head.

Xavier Falls

I walked through the front door of my house and bumped into my father.

"My bad." I said quickly.

"Here." He said tossing a duffle bag at me roughly. "Have all this sold by the end of this week. Raise the price, this was sent from my Cuban link. This ain't that cheap shit"

I unzipped the bag revealing bricks and bricks of coke.

"This ain't no weed." I said looking at him.

"I know, that lil money you getting from weed and doing shit for you, I know that's what you use to slanging but its time to step it up. I'm trying to show you how to make big money so you can take care of yourself." He explained.

"Don't sell it on the corners, the feds been patrolling the area ever since some murder went down with some gang bangers" He shrugged. I tried to act calm on the outside but on the inside I was panicking knowing I did it..

"Alright." I nodded. He gave me a nod before going upstairs.

The sound of my loud ringtone coming from my pocket broke the silence. I slid my thumb across the screen.

"Hello."

"Hey." Alaina's voice sounded through the phone.

"Wassup." I said.

"Can you come over?" She asked.

"Nah." I replied.

"..but we never got to finish our little 'session'" she said seductively.

I thought about it for a minute before glancing at the black duffle bag.

"I got a lot of shit to do." I informed and I heard her smack her teeth.

"When are you going to make some fucking time for me!?" She snapped.

"Who the fuck are you talking to?" I asked.

"I'm talking to you! You know what? Fuck you!" She screamed..

"Fuck you too bitch." I said before hanging up. I looked up and my mom was coming down the stairs.

"Who was that?" She asked.

"Alaina." I said.

"You and that girl are always arguing like you're married." She sighed taking a seat on the cough.

"I will never marry her. She begs and whines to much." I said lying down on the couch and putting my head on her lap and she played with my hair.

"You think Genesis dying was my fault?" I asked and she paused.

"No! Hell no! Simone put that dumb shit in your head, it was not your fault. But I do think you need to quit the game and stop following your fathers footsteps. I don't want anything to happen to you." She explained.

"Ma, I can take care of myself. I'm almost 18." I said.

"Your always going to be a baby to me." She said softly. "I just don't know if I can handle loosing another child."

"You know, you use to go to school everyday. You had dreams of going to college and playing football. I don't know what happen to you." She sighed.

"I grew up."

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