Sugar

1. Intro

I'm Heaven Meyers aka Sugar. The past two years have been hell for me. My dad died two years ago and my momma became an alcoholic. Now she's dying and can't take care of us. I think last year is when everything got really bad. That's when momma got sick. She had to spend my college money paying for her expenses and she never gave up on the bottle. So we ended up broke as fuck and we couldn't afford our penthouse anymore because momma got sick she couldn't work anymore. She's hospitalized. But anyway, because we couldn't afford the penthouse we moved to the Bronx. So now my siblings and I live in The world's shittiest apartment. Its two bedrooms and one bathroom. And almost every other day something is broken. Its rare if we have hot water. I work at a nearby corner store but the salary isn't enough to pay bills get shit fixed and feed us. So I do what I have to do to survive. I sleep with older men for money. I'm not proud of it but I do what I gotta do. I don't enjoy doing it. I just wanna make sure my siblings eat.

My phone vibrated on my bed. I picked it up and checked my recent texts.

Henry: hey Sugar :) when you gone let me taste that Sugar?
Me: whenever you free :* 
Henry: okay ima pick you up at 10.
Me: okay

I put my phone down. Henry is my best client. It's like he knows when I need money. I ran my fingers through my Peruvian. I know I'm broke but I can't look it. My siblings and I stay fly as fuck. My best friend does my hair for free and I braid my sister's hair. I'm trying to make it and give my two siblings as much as I can.
I grabbed my car keys to my 2013 honda. I know the car is old. But we couldn't afford the insurance for dad's sports car so we sold all of them and used the money to move and for any important.
My little sister Nyah walked in my room.
"Heaven I'm hungry." She whined. I'm hungry too.
"Ima get us some McDonald's." I replied.
"Yay!"
Nyah is only 6 but she is very smart. She knows that we are broke and that fast food is rare. Its more less a treat.
"You wanna go for the ride?" I asked.
"Yes!" She said with so much energy.
"Tell Kyle to get ready."
"Okay!"
She ran out my room. I need to redo her braids. Maybe tomorrow after school. I stood up in front of my full length mirror and checked my self out. I'm 5'3 with a coke bottle shape. I don't like how my shorts look. I want us to sit inside McDonald's. Its not decent enough. I may sleep with niggas for money but I will never dress like I do. I keep it causal but sexy. 
I changed into long ripped jeans and kept my coral tank top on. I looped my white belt through my pants loops and slid my feet in my white flip flops.
I brushed my weave and applied lipgloss on my lips.
I grabbed my wallet and my iPhone 8. Its the last expensive thing I ever got. My momma didn't expect everything to take a turn for the worst so she spoiled all of us.
"Ready!" Nyah sang as she jumped in my room. Kyle walked in behind her. He held Nyah's hand. I'm glad that Kyle is responsible. It takes away from everything being on me. And he's old enough to babysit Nyah. Kyle is 13. Most 13 year olds ain't as responsible as Kyle. I taught Kyle how to cook. He's almost as tall as me so why not teach him some tricks
"Heaven!" Nyah said.
"Sorry let's go." I replied.

At McDonald's
I chewed on my Big Mac and stared at the cute worker. He was cleaning a nearby table. He is a nice  chocolate complexion. He has a fade and the he has the rest of his hair grown out.
"Earth to Heaven." Kyle said.
"Huh?" I replied.
"Eat your food."
"My bad."
I finished up my sandwich. The cute ass worker came over to the table. My heart flew out my chest.

"Hey." He said. I threw my hair over my shoulder and batted my eyes.
"Hi." I replied in a sweet voice.
"Whats up? Can I get yo name?"
"Heaven."
"That's a pretty name. I'm Rodney. These yo kids?"
"Oh no they're my siblings."
He crouched down next to Nyah.
"Hi cutie." He said to Nyah. Nyah giggled. He tried to fist bump Kyle but he didn't budge.
"Look Rodney I gotta go." I said.
"Alright what's yo number?"
I grabbed his phone and added my number in it.
"Let's go y'all." I said as I stood up. Kyle helped Nyah out of her seat. I held both of their hands. And we hopped in my car.

"Heaven do you like him?" Kyle asked as I started my car.
"No Kyle I hardly know him." I replied.
"I saw you watching him."
"Boy shut yo ass up."
Kyle laughed at me. I turned up the radio and sang along to future.

At home
I walked in the front door and stepped in fucking water.
"Shit!" I said aloud. Nyah splashed in the water.
"Kyle take her in the room. Let me clean this up." I instructed.
I grabbed my phone and called maintenance. The fucking sink is leaking again. I picked up the mop and cleaned up the water. I checked the time. Its after 8. I have to get them to bed so I can meet with Henry.
I went in Kyle and Nyah's room. I helped Nyah change into her pajamas.
"Now its bed time Nyah." I said to her. I kissed my baby sister on her forehead. And helped her in bed. She is the cutest little girl ever. I tucked her in and walked over to Kyle.
"I'm going out at 10 and I need you to stay up until I get back ok." I whispered to him as I watched Nyah drift into sleep from the corner of my eye.
"Okay. Is it another job?" He asked.
"Yes. And when I leave don't open this door okay."
"Okay."
I kissed his cheek and walked in my room. I heard a knock at the door. This must be the maintenance guy. I walked to the front door and opened it. I showed him the leak in the bathroom.
Around 9:15 he came in my room.
"Its fixed." He said.
"Ok how much does it cost?" I replied.
"$150."
"I don't have that much."
"Well I have something you can fix."
I rolled my eyes.
"No. I will pay half now."
"No you gonna fix something for me."
He grabbed me by my shoulders and pushed me on my bed.
"Stop." I said not too loudly.
He got on top of me and I nearly screamed. I don't want Kyle to witness this. And I definitely don't want Nyah to wake up.

After about 30 minutes the maintenance guy left. Kyle walked in my room.
"Why was he here so long?" He asked.
"We had to talk about something."
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
"What's that on your face?"
I got up from my bed and looked in my mirror. I saw a huge bruise on my cheek. I didn't feel the stinging pain until now.
"Don't worry about it. I fell." I lied.
"No he hit you didn't he?" Kyle replied. Sometimes I wish he wasn't so smart.
"Kyle I have to go."
"Did he hurt you?"
"Kyle go watch Nyah."
"No! Did he hurt you!"
I started balling tears. He did more than hurt me. He violated me.
I nodded my head.
"You should stay home tonight." He said.
I grabbed my phone and texted Henry to cancel. Kyle is right.