A Rich Girls Thuggish Memoir

chapter 3

Jaylen in mm

jayden pov

after taking a hot ass shower i put on a pair of true religion jeans, a black true religion tee shirt, and a pair of black and red supras, nothing fancy, me and my brother are not the flashy type, we play it safe so people wouldent expect us to be as rich as we really are, we have a nice 6 bedroom 8 bathroom house, i own a black on black charger with all red interior and a black escalade with black and red interior. i pick up my phone and see a text from amy...

wifey: change of plans, cali rolling with us

me: word, what changed her mind

wifey: i had a talk with her

me: iight let me get dez up, ill let you know when were on our way

wifey: ok baby, see you in a bit

damn, i was ready to walk out the door but shit at least now i can drag this nigga out the house. dez has his music on and door closed so i know he on that damn playstation, the closer i get to his door i can hear him yelling into his games headset "where the fuck is my team, im gettin all the kills and yall mutha fuckers lounging the fuck around" i open his door. "ay dez you gone be on that damn game all night or what" "why, what you got in mind bro" "shorty wanna see you tonight" "who, amy friend" "yea nigga, im bout to go ova there now, you rollin" "yea, let me get a quick shower" "iight, im goin downstairs" "aye we needa check on ma before we go" "ok nigga". dez is right we do need to go check on ma, she hasent call or come by and that aint like her. our mom lives right down the street, we bought her a house, and a black jaguar, and we pay all of her bills, our mother doesent want or need for anything... she used to live with us but she would always trip when we had females over so we decided mom needed her own shit that she can run however she wants. i pray this cali female is good to my brother, cause his first and last love broke him down, i wanted to kill that bitch myself but i helped him through that shit, thats what brothers do. i aint seen amy in a week now, i miss my girl, and i kno yall wondering how did my hood ass get a hold of a good girl, its a long story. i was at a house party over in carrollton... soon as i stepped in the house i saw her, a white girl with a fat ass, she wore a red skin tight dress that stopped right under her ass and some black heels, long hair flowing down her back, and diamond earrings with a matching tennis braclet wich i knew was real just by the way it glistened off her skin. when amys eyes met mine i felt a jolt in my heart, at the time i didnt know who she was but by the end of the night i had to have her in my arms, and soon after falling head over heels in love with me. now i aint one to act all thirsty and shit so i jus hung around waiting for the right moment, until i heard shots ring out, "man what the fuck, sombody gone die for ruining my plans" i pull my chrome, pearl handled baretta from tucked in the back of my pants when i feel a sharp pain go thru my shoulder, leg, and chest.. and i think to myself "this is it, im a dead nigga", but as i drift in and out of contiousness i see some chick take my gun and start bussin at niggas, she lifts me up and throws me in the backseat of her car, i know she struggled to get my buff ass in here, this girl starts driving like a bat out of hell repeating over and over "dont die on me baby, we almost there, you gotta fight for me", well so much for wanting the other chick, cause this one riding for me and i dont even know who she is. i woke up in pain but right by side is the thick white girl from the party sleepin in an uncomfortable hospital chair. i groan causeing her to jump "oh you're up" "yea i just woke up" "i hope you dont mind i went through you're shit so we would know who you are" "your mother and brother are both here, but they went downstairs for coffee" "i aint trippin ma, but uhm how long i been out" "uh for about 12 hours" "and you stayed here with me, a stranger for that long" "i felt some typa way about you since i saw you walk throgh the door at that house, so when i seen you get shot i took your gun and shot back" "have you ever killed anyone before" "not until last night" "im sorry you had to expierience that, but thank you for saving my life" "if i could go back in time i would do it all over again" and just as i was about to respond my mom and brother walk in, "oh my baby, are you ok, are you hurting" "ma i got shot, what do you think" "well, you shoulda had your ass home and none of this would have happened, if it wasnt for that nice girl over there i dont even want to think about what might have happened to you" "i know ma, thats my ride or die" amy looks at me stunned and says "uhm maybe i should be getting home" "wait you gone leave without giving me your number or nothin" she picked my phone up and gave it back after about two minutes, she stored her number under amy, so thats my future wifes name huh... amy. she kissed my cheek, said her goodbyes and left. so as yall can see i had to snatch amy up, she was ridin for a nigga before we even knew eachothers names. just as im snapping back from my memories of the past, my brother comes jogging down the stairs