On The Run

Chapter 7 👑

January 9th, 2019
6:00am
Atlanta,GA

Good girls do what they told bad

Bitches do what they want

That's why bitches so cold

I'm gangsta in a dress~

Cardi b-I do

Duchess

It's been a few days since that thing in the kitchen between me and smoke happen. It's back the same around here he is back to his asshole ways. He has been waking me up at 6:00am to run and work out because he says I quote.

"You are outta shape time to work out before you learn to fight"

I don't get him, he was just trying finger me on the counter now he saying I'm fat. What an asshole, that nigga makes me sick.

"Duchess let's go get the hell outta this bed right now". King said busting in my room. Where the hell this nigga come from.

Me and king is close he acts like my big brother and the whole time I was recovering he bought me food when smoke didn't cook. He also took me to buy all the clothes I have in my closet. He ain't buy anything through, because he is a cheap bastard. He plays too much but when it's time to get serious he scares me sometimes when he gets that way. Overall I wouldn't trade him for anything.

"King I'm sore all over like we been working out everyday all day if I'm not leaning how to shoot with smoke mean ass I'm working out with your big headed ass". I say flipping the cover halfway off of my body sitting up.

"Get that ass up and go to that table to eat so we can go to the gym down stairs to work out duch I'm not playing with you". King says snatching the blanket from me.

"Fine". I pouted getting outta of the bed stomping pasting king slamming the door on the way out.

I went down the stairs to find smoke in the kitchen with a blunt between his lips. He was standing over the stove stirring the eggs , everything else was finished.

"We shooting again but in the basement with moving targets". He says with his back to me turning off the stove.

I rolled my eyes plotting down on the stool in front of the counter. All we did since I started training was train no breaks even doe it's been 4 days.

"I know you didn't slam no door in my face". King says walking into the kitchen glaring at me.

"Shut up". I say rolling my eyes at him.

"Roll em again they Gon get stuck". He says plucking me on my nose siting next to me on the stool.

"Keep your hands to your self dummy" I say smacking the back of his head.

"Hit me aga-". King starts to say but gets cut off by smoke.

"Would y'all both shut the fuck up that's all y'all ever do is go back in froth like siblings". He says walking out the kitchen with his plate.

"We is siblings bitch".King yells after smoke.

I just shook my head getting up and making my plate. I didn't realize how hungry I was untill I stood in front of the eggs ready to scoop them up.