( ( America P.O.V. ) )
I was laying in bed when Asia stormed in my room. I could tell she was pretty upset by the look on her face and the way she came in here. She folded her arms. "Get the hell up America!" I looked at her sideways. I'm happy to see that she is concerned about me but I am not liking the fact that she's talking to me like that. I guess she forgot who's she talking to. "I'm not playing. You've been like a freaking hermit crab every since the whole thing with Marco."
I understand that she wants me to be all happy like Marco didn't die... but he did. I'm trying to stay low as possible. Usually killers tend to come after family and friends after they done killed someone. To be quite honest I'm not ready to go yet. I'm still a virgin, I at least want to have sex with someone who I believe is legit the one. You won't find the one here though. Every single nigga done been with every single female. The niggas round here just hit it and pass to their homeboys, which is stupid on the girl part cause she actually stupid enough to lay down with them. This city is full of nothing but ho's. I would be surprised if their wasn't an epidemic of diseases going around yet. I mean it probably is but it hasn't been reported yet. "What do you want me to do Asia? I'm trying to deal with this"
"I want you to not forget about Marco but just let go a little" she smiled "I missed my best friend. Plus the bricks are today, and I need someone I can have fun with , with me" Oh shoot. I have completely forgotten about the bricks today. Every year around this time in August , downtown hold a little event called Back to the bricks. Its where people from anywhere drive up here and showcase any type of car. From old school to new school they show it all. The bricks were always fun to me. I actually enjoy looking at cars. I guess I would be considered one of the guys cause no girl I know is fascinated with the things that I am fascinated with. I guess I could introduce myself now. Hello I'm America Elexus Howard. Born and raised in a hell hole. I'm a graduate that is 19 and I'm currently staying with my mother and her husband. My life is far from perfect man. This is a complete nightmare.
( ( Mani P.O.V. ) )
"What was the point of you pulling that shit before the funeral the other day?" I asked Rockell. I haven't seen her since the day of the funeral. Me and my boys was talking outside the church and she stormed up cussing. Like where they do that at? Rock is my former girlfriend, who about to be my former ex if she doesn't stop fucking around on me.
"Cause this isn't working Mani" she said. I looked at her crazy "I just feel alone in this relationship"
" I'm not understanding how you're feeling alone in this relationship when you've stepped out on me so many times Rockell. What in the hell makes you think I'm gonna show you attention when you giving your attention to some other nigga" her eyes widened. I don't know what to do about Rockell. I'm in very much like with her. I said it that way cause I don't use that love word. That shit is for the birds, I ain't with it.
"Cause you don't love me!" she screamed and I laughed in her face
"and all these other niggas do?" she didn't do nothing but stare at me "How could I love you when you don't even love yourself Rockell? " You can't expect for someone to just up and love you. That takes time especially if you don't even love yourself. How do you expect for someone to be true to you when you can't face reality and be true to yourself? I don't understand
"I do love myself" she said with pride putting her hands on her hip
"yeah... you love yourself enough to lay down with all these niggas not knowing what they got. You love yourself enough to let yourself go and contract a disease" I closed my bedroom drawer and walked into the bathroom. Soon as I walked out I started laughing again "I found your pregnancy test behind the toilet a couple days ago" I threw the test in her hand. I'm not stupid I know the baby isn't mine. My maid the one who really found the test behind the toilet, she just placed it in my hands saying 'Congratulations Mani' okay I was a little mad at first but then I got over it and said you know what? these ho's is for everybody.
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America
ChickLitAmerica and DaMarco was bestfriends, that was her backbone and she could go to him about anything. When DaMarco died, her world shattered before her eyes. America needed an escape and that's what she got when a dope boy walked into her world. Things...