Keisha
I woke up on the couch with a major headache. My jaw hurt so bad and my body was so sore. I slowly got up from the couch whining in pain as I looked at myself in the mirror. I had a blacked eye, busted lip, and scars all on my arms. Surprisingly the house was super quiet. I went upstairs to my dads room to see it was empty. "Hello." I said walking down the hall. No answer. He left. I went to my room quickly grabbing my duffel bag and backpack out my closet. I threw clothes into my duffel bag with some shoes. I went into my bathroom throwing all my hygiene things in my backpack. I went to my stash in my closet stuffing the $500 I had saved into my backpack. I slipped on some sweats and a hoodie along with some shoes preparing to run tf away. I put on some sunglasses to cover my black eye and made my way downstairs. I ran down the street as fast as I could. I needed to get far away from the house as I could just Incase he comes looking for me. I walked not knowing where I was going or what I was gonna do.
Rashad
I stood outside my car with my bestfriend Mark as we smoked and talked. "Don't be selling to pregnant women nigga." I lectured him. "Man I sell to whoever got the money." He said. "Mark what I say ? No more selling to pregnant bitches." I said in a serious tone. "Ight man you got it." He said. I noticed a girl with a duffel bag and backpack walking past us looking down. "Keisha ?" I asked getting off my car. "Damn." I heard her mumble. "Hey Rashad." She said not looking up. "You know her ?" Mark asked confused. "This the girl from the court. Remember the one that got jumped." I explained. "Oh yeahhh I remember you." He said. "What you doing out here so late with all these bags ?" I asked. "Just going home." She said. "Yo house ain't this way." I replied remembering when I dropped her off. "Aye ima hit you up." Mark said walking to his car. "Fr Keisha where you going ? It's dangerous out here, let me give you a ride." I said unlocking my car. "Fine." She said getting in the car. She still hasn't made any eye contact. I started the car and made my way down the street. It was silent as the radio played lowly. "Sooo where am I going exactly ?" I asked after driving for at least 30 minutes. I heard sniffles coming from her, I quickly looked at her to see her wiping her face. "I don't know okay, just take me to a hotel." She said. I pulled over turning on the car light. Something ain't right. I gently grabbed her face making her look at me. "What happened ?" I asked looking at her black eye and scars. "Nothing Rashad just take me to a hotel damn." She snapped. "Aye chill yo ass out." I replied driving towards my house. I heard her mumble as her phone rang nonstop. "That must be yo man the way he blowing yo phone up." I said. "It's not my man it's my dad, I don't have a man." She replied dryly. "Well you should answer he's probably worried about you." I replied. "Fuck him." She said bluntly making me laugh a little. "Why you so mean ?" I asked pulling into my driveway. "I'm not mean..I'm fed up." She replied getting out grabbing her bags. I got out taking the bags from her walking inside. "Well why you fed up ?" I asked leading her upstairs to my guest room. "I just am, look I just wanna get in the shower and relax. Thanks for everything you've done." She said shutting the door in my face. I chuckled to myself turning on my heels going down the hall to my room. I took my shirt off about to get comfortable in my bed until I heard somebody banging on my door like the mf police. "What the fuck." I said annoyed. I went downstairs gun in my hand swinging the front door open. "Man Cheyenne why the fuck is you banging on my door ?" I asked pulling her inside. Cheyenne is one of my little hoes who just don't know how to play her role, in her head we a couple. "Because I missed you and you ain't been responding to my texts." She said kissing me. "My phone been dead. Why are you here ?" I asked. "Damn I can't come over now ? You know why I'm here." She said walking upstairs. "Uh who the fuck is this bitch ?" She asked as Keisha came walking down the stairs. "Hoe watch out." Keisha said pushing past her. "Cheyenne chill out she just a friend that's gon be staying with me for awhile." I replied. "Yeah don't nobody want yo nigga sis." Keisha said as she turned into the kitchen. "This why you don't just pop up at my mf house man." I said pushing Cheyenne in my room. "No you shouldn't have bitches at yo house the fuck." She replied. "Man what I just say ?" I asked putting the money I had in my pockets in my safe. "Whatever nigga." She said with attitude. "Lose the attitude or get the fuck out cause you tripping." I replied sitting on the edge of my bed. "Fine I'm sorry." She said kissing my neck.
Keisha
I threw the cover over my head trying to block out the sounds coming from Rashad's room. Him and his little girlfriend or whatever she is been going at for 2 hours now you would think they were energizer bunnies or some shit. I groaned getting out the bed slipping on my house shoes. I decided to explore this big ass house he was living in. I went downstairs looking around at the pictures he had hung up. A lot of them were pictures of him and what I'm guessing his mom. I opened a door seeing it led to the basement but decided not to take my scary ass down there cause it was dark as fuck. His house was very clean I must admit, it looked like he barely stayed here. I headed back upstairs rushing into the guest room as I heard the moaning stop and his door opening. I sat the bed getting on Snapchat I heard the front door shut meaning his little girlfriend must have left. "Aye my bad about her." Rashad said walking in. "It's fine she didn't really bother me." I shrugged. "Ight well I'm finna head to sleep..my room is down the hall if you need anything." He said walking out. Thank good it's Friday and I don't gotta go to that dumbass school tomorrow. I needa figure out what I'm gonna do and where I'm gonna stay, I can't live with this man I barely know.
