Follow Naya Rockells young adult stage as she faces love,death,hurt and betrayal, and too see if she is strong enough to handle the lifestyle that was given to her.
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It's been two hours since Naya told me to be ready an hour ago. And I was more than ready.
I knew being around her would help ease my mind off the death of Kareem. That was my brother, knew him since Pre-K. And now he's just gone, shit wasn't sitting well with me.
And Naya was like that fresh breath of air that I needed. That good energy and sex and vibes, I really needed her in a time like this.
I heard a car door slam and I figured it was her.
Boy was I wrong.
"You got 10 seconds to tell me who killed my fucking brother snake." Kareems older brother said.
I pulled the gun out of my pocket, but two more people came in from the back and knocked it out my hand and it slid by the door.
"Really Tez? You think I had something to do with that?" I said putting my hands up.
"Yeah bitch, he was last seen with you."
"Watch ya mouth pussy, he left me and went to Mecco crib. She had him posted on her snap and all you after the wrong person."
Next thing you know, he pistol whipped me causing me to stumble back. I tried to fight back but his two friends came behind him and helped.
"Alright y'all niggas go head on, I need to make this personal. Ill meet yall at the spot."
I got up limping and bleeding but still managed to stand.
"You know we ain't got no family, it was always just me and Kareem. Right?" He asked.
"And me, nigga I been there." I scoffed.
"You took something from me, my brother. Wether you did it or not, he wouldn't want you on this earth without him."
"You sound fucking crazy, and jealous. You ain't cared about ya brother at all. You just wanna take over the game."
"And I will, after I kill yo ass."
"See, on the count of three ima shoot you. And Rob you, and leave you here to die." He said pistol whipping me once again.
"1...2...3..Happy Death Day Bitch."
I heard the sound of a gun go off, but I didn't feel anything at all.
__ Naya POV
I stood in shock at the sight and froze up for a second before running to Donells side.
"Donell, what the fuck happened?" I asked pushing the unknown man off of him.
"I should be asking you that. How the fuck did you get in, and whered you get a damn gun from?"
"The door was never fully closed, i crawled and saw a gun on the floor and boom. I dont know, im scared." I whined.
"Can we clean this up because..i wasn't thinking when I shot him. I have a daughter and I can not go to Jail." I started to tear up.
"I gotchu, stop crying. Pass me my phone and go shower and put something of mine on. Ima be up there In a minute." He said getting up.
About ten minutes later, I heard someone walking up the stairs. In fear I hurried and locked the door.
"Damn, it's me Naya chill. Open the door." I heard him say.
"I'm sorry, I just he had a gun to your head and you couldn't defend yourself."
"You did the right thing ma, I just gotta move now that's all."
"Why?"
"His two homeboys know where I live, if they really his boys they coming for me. If they not they just gonna take over the game. I can't sit around and wait for them to possibly kill me."
"You in the game?"
"Basketball is my game. Kareem was the dealer, I just rode with his ass. I don't do this I got dreams that ima achieve."
"Whos gonna clean that up? What about the body?"
"Thats already handled ma, all you gotta do is get the sight out ya head and act like the shit never happened."
"But.. i just killed someone."
"Well, you shot someone. I killed him, he still had a faint heartbeat when after you blasted him if that helps anything."
Donell grabbed my chin and kissed me slowly. The kiss escalated quickly. Until my phone started ringing.
I looked down and seen that I had an incoming FaceTime call from Jordan.
Donnell looked at me, then asked if he should leave the room. I shook my head no, and laid him in my lap.
"Ya baby want you." He said passing Ny the phone.
"Hey baby, what's wrong?"
"I want some Bananas."
"Tell Jordan to get you some then, crazy. It's 12 am."
"Mommy, I said I want some Bananas."
Donnell looked at me in confusion, I held a confused look too until I remembered what I taught her.
"Give Jordan the phone." She did just that.
"I'm on my way, have her ready." I hung up the phone and got my shoes and jacket on.
"What's wrong? You really gonna leave at 12 am for some bananas."
"When she was old enough to remember things, I taught her about abuse."
"I'm listening."
"Orange means sexual abuse, Apple means verbal, Bananas mean she's being neglected, and Strawberries means physical. So they're if she's in danger or anything i can know, without them knowing she said anything."
"You said your girl is eight right?" He asked.
"Yes sir. And smart as hell, I know."
"Want me to come with you?"
"I really don't need my daughter meeting anymore people right now."
"You save my life and just leave. Some friend you are."
"Shut the fuck up Donell, get your shit and come on."
"Yes,mommy." He said in a childish voice.
We pulled up to Jordan's spot, and I walked to the door just so he wouldn't have to walk to my car.
"Hey mommy, I missed you." She said.
"Yeah baby, I missed you too. Go get in the car."
"She wants to go home because I fell asleep while we were watching a movie."
I guess I have to explain what neglect is again. Cause all that was, was her not getting attention at the moment her cry baby ass.
"Oh wow. Well we'll see you thursday. Goodnight." I walked back to the car.
"Mommy! This is Donell Mitchell! HE'S IN THE FREAKING CAR!!!" She yelled.
"Okay, but why you yelling?"
"Me and Jordan was watching him! That's his favorite player, I gotta tell him!" She said trying to unlock the door.
I side eyed Donnell for even opening up his mouth.
"She was about to scream when she saw me, so I had to turn on the light and reveal myself."
"Well let's not tell Jordan that yet I'll tell him. And were about to take Mr.Mitchell to his house and me and you are going home to talk."
"Yeah, about that..i didn't bring my house key with me."
