Alex POV~
This is my 2657th day in this hell hole, 7 years to be exact. I've been in and out of foster homes since I was 11 years old. They took me away from my mother when I was in 5th grade because I barely came to school but it wasn't my mother's fault she was sick. She was diagnosed with cancer when I was 9 years old and she became too sick to work. The checks the Government was sending was just not enough to take care of everything that we needed. We needed money for my ma's medicine, clothes to put on our backs, food to put in our bellies and a roof over our head, so I had to do what I had to do. I became a servant to these streets. Another victim that the fast life had swallowed up. I dont know if I can call myself a victim. I practically prayed for this life, shit I was only 11, where else was I gone get a job to provide for me and my mom. I started selling for the Draco's gang, the leader Mack took a liken to me so once I started making money it's like there is hunger built inside of me that could never be filled so I started skipping school. At first I was doing it for me and my moms but then soon I started doing it for the high, the excitement....for the greed.
On April 7th a week before my mom's birthday, child services came knocking down our doors and that was the last day I seen my moms.
I'm a 17 year old stud and still in foster care. I go to MLK high-school. Shit turns out im actually smart. I miss the gang. It's hard to get out, not because of the fact that the only way out is death, but because like I said Mack liked me and he wanted a better life for me but he couldn't get me because of his criminal background. It was hard to leave the gang because of the fast life.
Joe and Margret Davis are currently my last foster parents before I turn old enough to leave this shit hole. Joe had been sneaking in and out of my room to "make sure I'm ok" since I first got here. At least that's the story he tells his wife, but I know she knows the truth. I know she hears my cries and screams for him to just stop touching me every night. I feel so useless against him. But he gone get it sooner or later both of them are.
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Dominant
Teen FictionTwo dominant females from different sides of the track cross paths, will they ruin each other or can these flowers bloom in the harsh conditions. MATURE AUDIENCE!!! PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ! This book will contain, sex, violence, sexual abuse...