Hustler

Pain

Passion

I made my way back into the house with Honey. "Where the fuck you been?!" Patrica yelled. "Shut up if you wake her up I'm gone cuss yo ass out." I whisper yelled. "Acting like that's yo fucking daughter she mines bitchhhhh." She smiled.

"I can't tell." I rolled my eyes. I went and carefully laid Honey on my twin sized bed. I always let Honey sleep in my bed and I sleep on the couch. My little sister is my pride and joy. I try to give her the best life even though in reality its the worst.

I turned and seen Patrica staring me down like she wanted to fight me. I walked past her and went and sat down on the couch. "So what you selling yo body like me now?" She chuckled. "Ian struggling that bad." I said in a disgusted tone.

"For now." She laughed. "I need money I gotta get some more crack you know." Patrica said as she scratched. I shook my head. "I dont have any money Im broke." I lied. I really made fifteen-hundred tonight. She won't find that out though.

"Broke bitch." She rolled her eyes. I rolled my eyes and walked out the bathroom. I stared at myself in the body mirror I seen all the cuts on my thighs and arms. I used to be so suicidal because of Patrica.

I used to cut myself every other night because i felt like my "mom" hated me. I felt like a worthless piece of shit because thats what she told me I was.

Patrica was actually nice when I was around the age of 6. She was the best mother in the world but then she got hooked on drugs and it changed her. She became a prostitute and let her self go. I had to raise a new born baby at the age of 13. I was the one who woke up in the middle of the night because of her cries then went to school the next morning.

Surprisingly I kept my 3.5 GPA. I never went to college because I couldn't leave my sister. She depends on me. Without me she would be dead. I couldn't live with myself if I knew I could've saved her but I was being selfish and left her with that whore.

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I woke up and went straight to my room. I seen Honey was still sleeping. I went to the kitchen and looked inside the refrigerator. There wasn't really anything in there so I decided to just make some cereal for me and my sister. This is the real reason I became a stripper.

My little sister should not have to go to sleep almost every night hungry. I looked at the time on my phone it was already 9:45. I better get Honey up and let her eat something.

I walked back to my room and seen her sprawled all across my bed. I smiled at the sight. I swear I treat her like she's my own. I didn't have a choice. I wanted to get her out of this raggedy broken down ass apartment with the damn family of roaches.

"Honey get up." I said as I shook her slightly. I had to get her to school she was already past late. "Come on you have to go to school." I shook her harder. She got up and went straight to the kitchen.

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"Passion is everything ok? She's been late a lot lately." Mrs.Jackson said. "Of course not. You know about my stupid ass supposedly mother." I rolled my eyes. "You know im working on getting Honey." She told me. "Yeah I know. Ill be waiting." I chuckled.

I had no problem with her adopting Honey because I know this lady and she's a good woman and she treats Honey good.

"You know you can come stay with me as well." She said. "Yes you told me before." I smiled. "Honey go ahead in class for me." Mrs.Jackson smiled. "So let's talk. Ive found out that the social worker is actually coming over today. I want you to keep this to yourself. Let them see how terrible your environment is and that way they will most definitely let Honey come with me. They said I am very much qualified for the job they'll just see what her home looks like first." She explained.

"Thank you so much for explaining all of that." I hugged her. "No thank you." She smiled.

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"Did you take the lil bitch to school?" Patrica asked. "No I didn't take you to school." I rolled my eyes. "Look bitch dont make me fuck yo ass up!" She jumped up. "Patrica get the fuck out my face for real dog." I said calmly.

There was a knock on the door. She went and opened it and it revealed Patricas ex boyfriend James"James?" I was in a shocked tone. "Lemme holler at you real quick." He grabbed my arm and shoved me into my room. "What are you doing?!" I yelled as I tried to yank away.

"You've really grown up." He smirked. He handed Patrica two hundred dollars.