The Hood Guy and The Good Guy

Violations

*This story will have mature scenes, violence, and drugs. If you are underage and are easily triggered by these topics please for your own sake don't read on*

The warmth of a body pressed against mine woke me up. I opened my eyes and turned to face the mysterious person. It was Trigger. I smiled then sat up whilst grabbing my phone.

'Shit' I mumbled.

'What's up?' Trigger groaned.

'I'm late for school' I said whilst shrugging my shoulders.

'Oh... Bye.' Trigger replied whilst closing his eyes again.

Asshole.

I rolled my eyes and stood up scanning the room for my clothes. There they are screwed up in the corner of Triggz room.I quickly throw them on my naked body then turn to face Trigger. Lazy Shit.I rolled my eyes once more then left the room.

Voices echoed around the house, I try to listen to the conversations going on as I walk down the stairs. I walk straight past my brother and his beg friends pretending I didn't notice them.

'Yo Triggz ain't that your sister'
I hear one of them say.

For fuck sake can't they mind their business?

'Yo Miami, wait up' Sanchez yelled.

'What do you want Sanchez' I replied with my back to him.

'You sleeping with Sanchez now?' He questioned.

By this time I was facing him, looking at his eyebrow raised and his hand clenched into a tight fist. I knew he'd find out the truth if I lied and I knew if I did tell the truth he'd be pissed. It was a lose, lose situation.

'Why do you care?' I yawned already knowing the answer.

'You're my little sister, of course, I care' He smiled trying to get me on his side.

I rolled my eyes letting him know I wasn't buying his niceness.

'I don't want you fucking around with those type of guys' he snapped.

I could see the anger slowly building inside him by the way the veins on his arm were popping out.

'You mean your type' I replied sarcastically. 'You can't tell me who I can and can not sleep with when you're sleeping with my girl' I said letting out a fake smile.

'That's different' Sanchez snapped, throwing his arms together trying to hide the anger he was now portraying. 'I don't want to have to kill my boy Triggz when he violates you' He bluntly said.

A sad expression crept onto my face knowing all too well what he was talking about.I quickly forced a smile hiding my clear sadness. 'His not violating me' I shrugged.

'what, you think you're the only person his sleeping with?' Sanchez laughed.I sighed and checked my phone, distracting myself from what Sanchez had just said.

'I'm late. Go and do some drops or something and leave me alone, yeah?' I said turning my back to him and walking away slowly.

'Be careful Miami' He warned.

I took a deep breath and walked off towards school trying to forget the conversation that had just happened. When I arrived at school it was already lunchtime. In the distance, I could see my girls Tamara and Princess. I made my way to then.

As I got closer I heard Tamara shout out 'Miami, Where you been girl?'

I chuckled. 'I got caught up' I replied.

Princess was smiling and Tamara raised her eyebrow'Oh yeah, with who?' She questioned with eagerly.

'It was Trigger wasn't it' Princess chirped up.

She knew me too well. We told each other everything. She was the one who was going out with my brother. She was like a sister to me.'Maybe...' I smirked.

Tamara was engrossed in her phone probably texting her prison boyfriend whilst Princess perused me for details of my night with Trigger.

'Is he good in bed?' Princess said whilst winking at me.

'I don't want to hear about my brother's sex life' Tamara butted in.

Me and Princess let out a laugh. Me, Princess and Tamara had a complicated relationship involving dating each other's brothers. It made conversations about sex interesting, to say the least.

'Anyway, my dickhead brother tried to put a stop to me seeing him anymore' I said with slight anger to my tone.

'Why would he do that' Princess questioned with concern.

Tamara crossed her arms ready to hear what I had to say about her brother.

'Triggers bad news, he doesn't want me involved with him' I shrugged.
I bit my lip awaiting Tamara's response. She was close with Trigger and would easily pick him over me.

'I know Trigger is involved with gangs and shit but he would never hurt you' she eventually replied.

I flung my arms around Princess and Tamara and smiled.

'When do I ever listen to my brother?'

Our laughs were short lived by the interruption of the school bell indicating lunch was now over.As everyone rushed off to there next lesson I noticed Trigger standing at my school fence.He was wearing his grey Nike tracksuit with fresh white Air Max trainers. He gold tooth shone in the sunlight as he smiled at me trying to entice me over. I hadn't noticed Tamara and Princess starting to walk off, I was so engrossed in admiring Trigger.

'You coming Miami?' Princess shouted.

'I'll catch you up in a minute' I shouted back and with that, they both walked to lesson.

I found myself walking over to Trigger without realizing. I couldn't resist him and he knew it.

'Yo B' Trigger smirked and bit down on his bottom lip.

'What are you doing here Trigger?' I questioned, trying not to sound interested in his reply.

'I missed my baby' He said. His piercing black eyes looked deep into mine as he did his puppy dog face trying to get me on side.

'So you decided to come to my school was the best way to show it?' I said rolling my eyes and smiling slightly.

He nods making one of his short braids fall onto his face.
'Climb over the fence then' He said.

Our school was an old run down building. The fence separating the playing field from the outside world was half broken and rotted. Living in the deprived part of town meant there was no money for schools or fixing things like fences, probably why our school has one of the lowest pass rates. Most of us climb over the fence to skip classes.

I throw my bag over the fence for Trigger to catch then I proceed to climb up.I throw my leg over the top not worrying about my thong that was probably on full display under my small skirt for all to see.

Trigger grabs my hand and yanks me down over his shoulder.

'WHAT ARE YOU DOING?' I shout whilst slapping on Triggers back.

His laugh was somewhat comforting. I'm use to his cold non jokey vibe most of the time. It was nice hearing that genuine laugh.
he crosses the road then puts me down on the pavement.

'You're lucky I can't carry your fat ass for much longer' he joked.

I slap him playfully and throw my middle finger up at him.

'So, where are we going then?' I ask whilst straightening out my skirt that was still halfway up my ass.

'To grab some food from the chicken shop. I got a few drops to do around there'. he replied.

Trigger was involved in gangs and selling drugs like my brother. It was common for most teenagers to do that kind of things around here. South London was one of the poverty-stricken areas. There's a lot of single mothers working 2 jobs trying to pay bills. They don't have spare money to buy their children luxuries and they don't have time to watch their children 24/7. Probably one of the reasons knife and gun crime was on the rise. Trigger had a few scars of his own from it.

'Sounds good' I reply before the silence between us became awkward.

We walk down the street onto the high road and stop outside the chicken shop.Trigger hands me a £20 from the stack of drug money in his pocket.

'Get me six wings and chips and you get whatever you want' he said whilst his eyes occupied his phone.

I nodded in agreement and he walked off to do his illegal shit. I walk into the empty shop and look up at the meals displayed above the counter trying to decide what to get. In the end, I decided on the same as Trigger.I check my phone as I wait for the food. A few messages from Princess and Tamara asking where I am. As I'm about to reply the man behind the till interrupts me. He places the food on the counter. I hand him the money and he returns my change. I take a moment to check how much is there and notice he short changed me by £2.

'Excuse me. You owe me £2' I say bluntly.

'No, I give you correct change' He replied. English clearly wasn't his first language.

'No. The food cost £5.98, I gave you 20 and you only gave me £12. You owe me £2.02. Keep the 2p if it's that big of a deal' I say with slight annoyance to my voice.

'No, you wrong. I give you correct change'. He says slightly raising his voice.

Trigger walks in as his speaking and noticeably doesn't like his tone.'What's up B?' he asks whilst looking at the worker coldly.

'He short changed me and won't give me the money he owes'. I say crossing my arms in disgust.

'I give her correct change' the worker chirps up.

'My girls not gonna lie to me boss. You obviously gave her the wrong money so give her the change and its cool' He says seriously.

'I not give money' the worker said waving his finger.

'Shit.' I mumble under my breath.

'I said give her her fucking money' he demanded getting closer to the counter

By this time Triggers friend 'Smallz' had walked in and was eggy him on which I didn't like. Trigger was mostly calm around me. It was only when his pathetic gang banging friends were around his attitude changed.

'No'. the worker simply replies.

This was enough to make Trigger switch. No one says 'no' to him. Before I stop him he had jumped over the counter with Smallz soon following suit. Smallz was a short and chubby mixed-race boy. He had the lightest green eyes and wasn't a bad looking guy. Too bad he was a cocky little shit.

Smallz was struggling to hold the worker down as Trigger pace back and forth deciding what to do. I knew I had to somehow get him to stop before it got of out hand.

'Trigger it doesn't matter. Let's just go' I pleaded from the other side of the counter.

'Nah he can't speak to you and then violate me like that' he snapped. The vein on his head was popping out indicating he was angry.

'Be good boy and listen to your friend' the worker said.

How stupid could someone be? You are pinned down and have an angry 6ft fit male deciding whether to beat the shit out of you or not and you decide to tell him to be a good boy. Trigger pulled a shiny blade out from inside his tracksuit bottoms. It was clearly a knife and I knew straight away what was going to happen. I hate that nowadays guys are too quick to pull a knife out in every situation without a thought.

'NO TRIGGER' I shouted but it was too late.

He lunged forward, the sharp blade pointing towards the worker. I close my eyes as I hear the man shriek in pain as the knife pierces his body. I don't know how many times Trigger stabs him but when I open my eyes I see blood spluttered over the place and the worker who Smallz was once holding back slumped down on the floor. I feel sick.

'Miami climb over. We'll go out the back'. Trigger demanded.

I didn't want to be anywhere near the worker bleeding out. Hearing him whimper in pain was enough but I didn't have a choice. I was now an accessory to what could be murder so with that thought in mind I complied and left out the back with Trigger and Smallz, hoping someone would find the worker in time.