Me and HIM ! (In The Process Of Making)

Part 2.1

Okkkkkk so since the last chapter didnt upload completely i decided to include all that was not included in the last chapter in here. So i hope yall enjoyyy.

-Ćambamm

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I woke up to the sun shining in my face, I groaned, got up and went to close the curtains until I heard my phone vibrating on my nightstand.

"Man who in the fuck !?!??" I thought to myself I stomped over to it only to see "Egg Donor" flash across my screen. "Man what in the flying fuck do she want ?!??" i mentally groaned.

I picked it up and slid over the green bar "Hello" I said yawning, I didnt get in last night until about 3 o'clock, a bitch was tired "RaRa ! I need you here now !" Jamies voice flooded over the phone, he sounded as if he were on the verge of tears. My whole mood immetiately changed.

Jamie is my little brother. He has to stay with my mom unfortunately. When I left from that hell hole I had to leave him behind. Not by choice but because i had to. I was too young and unstable to take care of him, hell ! i could barely take care of my damn so how was i gonna take him in ? But ive been working on trying to get full custody over him. I know my life isnt "picture perfect" with me being a stripper and all, but shiddd its better than living with a strung out mother. "Why ? whats going on Jamie ?" I asked concered probably more so worried knowing it had something to do with my "mother"

"M-Mama is passed out on the couch again ! s-s-she had a needle in her arm. " he said bursting into tears. He gets like this every time this happens. I mean what child would, seeing your mother sprawled out on the couch looking lifeless, and you cant do a damn thing about it. I know exactly what he's going through except i didnt have anyone to call.

"Ok, ok calm down iight. Im on my way. Just sit tight ok ?" I was trying to keep my cool for Jamie but on the inside I was boiling. What kind of mother does this kind of shit !??? My mother obviously. I honestly feel bad for my brother, knowing that he has to go through the same shit i went through. "Ok." he said sniffling "I love you, ill be there before you know it." "Ok I love you too" my phone beeped indicating he had hung up. I didnt realize i was crying until i felt a tear drop on my arm. I quickly wiped my face.

Its hard seeing my lil bro going through all of this shit. It amazes me that after all the shit my mother put me through as a child i still somewhat seemed to care about her ass I tried several times sometimes even tried to force myself to hate her. But i just cant bring myself to it. Ive tried helping her in the past, taking her to the best rehabilitation centers, trying to help her stay clean. But she just goes right back to the way she was when i found her ass. I sighed running my fingers through my curly hair.

I got up making my way to the bathroom, i gotta get myself together. I need to get to Jamie to see what the hell is going on now.

"Lord please give me the strength ."

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I pulled the trigger and watched as the man's eyes rolled back into his head , clutching his chest as he fell onto the ground. "Somebody come clean this shit up !" I yelled, watching blood start to slowly flow out of the lifeless body. I turned away from the sight and said a silent prayer, asking for forgiveness. I don't like takin' peoples lives but shidd if you owe me then you get what was comin' for you.

I've been in the game since I was 16. I don't have a sob story lke the rest of these niggas, I just liked the sound of living in the fast life, goin' out to get it. Growing up for me I can say for me wasn't easy, my pops walked out on us when i was about 4, and my mom struggled with the fact that she had to take care of FOUR kids by herself. I guess you could say that i was thr "troubled" one out of us four. I used to get in trouble, smoke, drink, fight, all of that shit just for the hell of it. Then I got in the game, of course my mom didnt approve of it but i didnt give 2 fucks about her opinion. I honestly can say that I gave my mom hell. I wanted to what I wanted to do and I did just that.

"Yo ! Q !" one of my boys, Snake yelled. We been tight since we was in diapers. We smoked together, drank together, fought together, shiddd we even got our first head together. He was one of the few people in my life that I trusted.

"What nigga ?" I asked slightly aggravated that this nigga was yellin' and I was less then an centimeter from his ass.

I grabbed my blunt that was sittin' on top of my ear and lit it up. "Ayee me and a few of these niggas are goin to that strip club Onyx tonight, you rolllin' ?" he asked. I inhaled deeply, lettin' the blunt take its effect over my body.

"Mannn ion know, and what niggas goin ? they need to be makin my money." I barked. Snake sighed "Nigggga can you take a break, goddamn its always money this money that I know money important nigga its just one night" I sighed "Iigh man damn" i said givin' in to this bullshit "yes ! we finna be snatchin them hoes up like 2 ghetto bitches snatchin' up weave fightin !" he said, I busted out laughin'

I just hope tonight will be worth my time AND money.......

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