Hoes Into Houswives.

Chapter 1

"Lorraine..Get your ass back here.!"

Despite Not having shoes on ,I still ran for my life. There was no turning back now.No going back to DaShawn..Or My Old Life.I need a fresh start.

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From the ripe Age of 14 ,I was parent less and alone.My Father Had passed away a few days before my 14th birthday.I didn't know what to do.!

That's when I met DaShawn..he was a little older...maybe 3 years.?I can't remember .He Just..came out of the blue..claiming he was going to take care of me.Unfortunately I trusted him.

Within 3 months of our first encounter..I was working day and night..on the corner.You would think "Damn..Life as a hoe must've been tough.!"Well it was..but then you learn to adapt to it.The abuse..Mentally,And physically.

Now..I'm 19..over the years I have been promoted from fucking for money,hunting for new girls,too being the plug:the most important person in an active drug trade.

Many people would think "Oh..She got it goin on.!"But nah.One mistake and DaShawn Would literally kill me.

So last night..after I got through with my last client,I made the decision to run.First thing in the morning.

The plan was too go when DaShawn was still sleep...too my surprise he woke up early as if he knew my mind set.Everything was fucked up.

Okay..so I'm putting my clothes on and I'm thinking "Shit..it's time for plan B."Which was running while he was picking up a few kilos from Corey's place.

Which also failed..he saw me.

Just don't know what's going through my head right now.

-What if He gets me.?

-He's gonna shoot me.!

-I'm as good as dead.

I ran about 7 blocks from the trap house.I quickly pulled out everything in my pockets:10,000 dollars in cash,a few quarters,and a ticket to New York.

I'm set.I was only 3 yards from the nearest bus stop..and you better believe..a nigga was happy as hell.