Don't Leave Me(Polo G)

Chapter Nine

Malik Miller (Leek)

2 Months later

"Leek mom's at it again" My little sister Ayanna said as she came in my room

I let out a sigh before getting up from the bed.

"Where she at?" I asked her sliding a white beater on

"In the living room. Diamond's on her way to get me so we can't have her there" She told me

"I'll handle it. You just get ready for school cause you gonna be in, in school if you're late again" I told her as I walked out the room walking down the stairs

Reaching the bottom of the stairs I walked into the living room seeing my OG laid on the couch

I walked over to her seeing she had gotten her morning fix already

"Always doing this dumb shit man" I shook my head lifting her up heading back up the stairs

I walked towards her room

"Yanna open the door for me" I told her

She came over to me opening the door moving out the way so I could walk in. I laid her down on her bed grabbing a blanket covering her body making sure she wouldn't be cold.

I stared at her for a few seconds before making my way out closing the door

"Do you think she'll ever get help?" Yanna asked me

"Honestly I don't know. I hope she does but at this point I wouldn't think so" I told her

I knew it hurt her seeing my OG sprung out on drugs shit it hurt me too but she had it worst. I at least got to experience some good memories with my mom before she turned to drugs for a way out of her everyday problems

"I told Diamond to wait for me in the car so she won't come in and see all the stuff in the living room. I cleaned some stuff up but couldn't finish because she's here" She told me as she gave me a hug

"It's cool don't worry I got her" I assured her

She nodded heading back down the stairs so she could head to school. Today I didn't have school since it was school testing shit and Seniors ain't have to attend that shit

I walked back down stairs so I could clean the living room up from all the bs that she had laid out.

I walked into the kitchen grabbing a plastic bag then walked into the living room

"Look at this shit man fucking disgusting" I said to myself as I picked up all the empty bottles and needles off the coffee table and floor.

Around the time Ayanna turned 4 my OG turned to drugs. I was around 9 at the time. She had just lost her job and my oldest brother got locked up for life on murder charges while my second oldest lost his life in the streets so having all that happen back to back and not having a nigga to support her took a toll on her causing her to turn to drugs to help her deal with everything. Ever since it was up to me to make sure Ayanna was good and we had food on the table because my OG used every little bit of money she had to get high not even caring if we eat or not.

So having her sprung out on the couch was nothing new to us. Shit days she barely made it through the door before she'll knock out right there on the floor by the door because of how high she'll be.

Nobody knew that my mom was a druggie not even Polo and them and I was gonna try my best to keep it that way. The last thing I needed was for anybody to feel bad for me or look at me some type of way because of her actions.