Fatal Addiction [discontinued]

Chapter 1

India

When I got home, you can almost bet I got chewed the hell out. First off, I forgot my damn suit so it looked suspicious walking in all casually clothed. Hopefully some hobo hasn’t seen the bag and took it. You could get a lot of money for that shit.

Damn, I really messed up.

After being scolded for what seemed like hours, I took a long warm shower.

I never dared to take a bath. I have no clue what’s coming out of these nasty ass drains.

I finally had time to relax before I go back to “work.”

I plopped down and picked my phone up, hoping to have messages from one of my best friends. My face lit up when I saw the many text messages.

See, I NEVER bring my phone to work. These niggas like to rob folks and my phone is the most expensive thing I own. I mean it’s not much but at least I have one.

I dialed Terrae’s number, feeling relieved to finally hear her voice again after my phone got turned off. I don’t go to school so… this is the only way I talk to her.

Terrae: Hello?

Me: What’s up bitch.

Terrae: Don’t ‘what’s up bitch’ me, I was worried as fuck about you last night.

Me: Haha, well chill. Daddy’s here now.

Terrae: Yeah whatever, where were you anyway?

Me: Um… my phone died and I lost the charger.

Terrae: Yeah fucking right. That was the worst excuse ever. Where were you for real?

Me: I met my boss.

Terrae: The fuck? I thought you knew your boss already.

Me: My boss’s boss.

Terrae: You mean… ohhhhh.

Me: He bought me Wendy’s.

Terrae: Shiiiiiit, free food.

Me: You can say that.

The line was silent for a while.

Me: Anyways, what did you do today?

Terrae: Went to school. Like yo ass is supposed to be doing.

Me: Oh whatever, I don’t even know why you put up with that bullshit.

Terrae: Um, maybe it’s because I want to do something better with my life. Haha, I still can’t believe you dropped out this year.

Me: Well, I seem to be doing just fine. 

Terrae: Still broke. See India, I don’t want to have to worry about if I’m going to be able to eat or pay the bills.

Me: Bitch please, your parents do that for you!

Terrae: I mean in the future.

Me: Yeah, I guess but look. I’m about to go eat, I’ll call you back later.

Terrae: Alright lil nigga, I’ll talk to you later.

I hung up and just stared at the ceiling thinking of what she just said. Sure, it would be nice to have a good job but ain’t no job gonna accept me.

Not with my record.

I thought about the events that took place last night. I honestly forgot when I lost my virginity. I’m not no hoe or nothing but I be so high all the time.

It wasn’t anything special to me.

I wouldn’t tell Crystal at all. As far as I know, she’s still a virgin. Her morals are much better than mine and I have no shame in admitting that.

But I am ashamed of what happened last night. 

I mean, damn India, you barely knew the nigga! He probably thinks that some food is all it takes to get in my pants but it’s not.

I sighed deep in thought.

A tear rushed down my face from the brim of my eyes which caused me to sniffle and quickly wipe it.

I don’t cry.

Chris

I walked into class slick feeling myself. I’m so fucking glad this is my last year. Hopefully I’ll get signed for basketball before I leave this bitch.

I kicked my feet up on the desk and laid back in my seat.

A nigga was tired.

"Uh uh uh, Mr. Brown, you may be a basketball star but I have no problem writing you up." the teacher said as she tapped my feet.

I sucked my teeth and put my feet down. The last thing I need is some trouble from this bitch. She always trying to write a nigga up and shit.

"Hey Chrissy pooh." Kayla squealed as she sat on my lap.

"I told you don’t call me that shit in public." I glared at her sternly and she pouted.

"Come here," I added as I grabbed her chin and kissed her lips gently.

"NO showing of affection!" the teacher yelled. I sucked my teeth once more and tapped Kayla’s butt, signaling her to get off of my lap. I think that lady just needs some dick.

I chuckled to myself because I know her old ass isn’t married.

"You ever thought about getting a sugar daddy?" I asked her while laughing. Her mouth fell ajar but I know she ain’t gonna do nothing ‘bout it.

"Wassup nigga?" Nolen sat beside me and dapped me up. That’s my nigga from small man. My mom’s nasty self be saying he’s cute every time he comes over. She not gonna be no cougar though. Especially not with a dude my age.

That’s like her dating me. I shuddered at the thought.

My mom is beautiful and all but that shit’s just nasty!

"What’s up, man? What you do yesterday?" I questioned.

"Ya know, the usual. Made a few drops."

"Don’t get caught with that shit nigga. You know, you could get a basketball scholarship if you tried but you just lazy."

He laughed, “Haha, you might just be right. Don’t get all soft, lecturing me and shit.”

"Got me fucked up."

We both laughed as the bell rang. I saw this girl walk in. Never seen her before. She was cute but not my type.

"Who is that?" I asked Nolen.

"That’s the new girl, I think her name’s Crystal."

New girl, huh? Well let’s make her feel more welcomed.

I walked up to the Crystal girl and introduced myself. I told her she could sit behind me. She didn’t say much but gave me a faint smile and followed me to my seat.

"Kayla, move back one." I said and her jaw instantly dropped. She got up and stomped to the other side of the room. I don’t know what she mad for.

Crystal shyly sat behind me.

"You don’t gotta be shy girl, me and my friend Nolen here will help you out."