My weakness (thug/hood romance)

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Chapter 1

Christine's POV

"Christopher!!" I yelled signaling my lil brother to hurry up. I was sitting here waiting for an hour waiting for his school to get out, since it was elementary they got out later than High school. While I was waiting I was thinking of what would we eat for dinner. You would think that my moma would have that under control but no my moma a druggie a drug addict. I shook my head at the thought, ever since daddy died she been sniffing up anything she could find. Since then I been left to take care of my brother since I was 13 while my mother just blow every nigga and take any type of drug that exist. As I shook my head at the thought I looked up to find Chris (christopher) walking with his teacher what did he do now.

"Hello Ms. Christine" said his teacher trying to hold all her anger in.

"Hello Ms. Richardson" I said grabbing chris from her strong grip. I gave her a glance I hate when people touch me or my lil bro like that.

" He has been acting up all day acting a monkey! He refuses to do any of his work and talks back to me this boy needs some straight up discipline I know yo mother isn't really there but you need to train that lil boii and teach him something about respect and Obdience"! she was very old fashion she look to be about maybe 55 years old and she dark skin and always wore her hair in a bun. She was sweet she wanna be but sometimes she could act like a bitch no lie.

"Ok" I simply said and walked away with my little brother. I sighed he aint pull that kinda shit with me so I don't know he always act up with other people.

"Chris" I said looking down at him.

"Yes" he said. I hated telling at him hell! we got enough of that from out mother and we go through alot so the last thing I wanted to do was yell at him.

"Why you be acting up in school"? I questioned him

"I don't know" he shrugged. I let out a sigh.

"Chris you gotta stop" I said stopping turning him faced towards me. " You really gotta get yo act together I want you to do the best you can so you can have a life for your self and get out the hood, I'm doing the best I can and I know it's hard but I promise you when I graduate this year I will get us out of here so stop bein bad and just do what Ms. Richardson tell you cause if you don't you gone be like these niggas out here wastin they life away...You here me? I asked.

"Yea I here you" he said lookin down. I lifted his chin up "you only 8 yrs old stop tryna act like you 18" I smirked. He laughed and we began walking home.

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I opened the front door and walked in with Chris in front of me. There was my drugged mother layin on the couch passed out I simply sighed and walked to my room. I walked into Chris room "You got homework"? I asked. "Yea" he responded

"Ok well do yo homework while I go make dinner" I said and in the back of my mind I already knew aint nun to eat.

"Ok" he nodded. I walked to the Kitchen and opened the fridge, there was nothing but a gallon of milk and water. I sighed walking over to the pantry there was some frosted flakes. I wanted to save that for breakfast tomorow so which ment I had to steal. I hated stealing but out here the only way you was gone get Money was slangin, strippin, and a prostitute I wasn't finna be none of that cause I ain't that type of female and I couldn't get a job because I had to take care of chris and I was not finna leave him here alone with my mother so I had to steal. I could just have called my boyfriend but I'm tired of calling him for everything I always hate asking people for things. I wouldn't consider him as a boyfriend to me more like a provider but we do go out. His name Ray and he 23 yes I know he alot older than me but he there for me and helps me out alot so I was down. He in a gang so he never really around and he get his money by sellin. I can't say I read love him but I care for him  I know he be havin hoes on the side but I can't tell him nothin he aint finna listin to what I have to say.

I grabbed my big black knock off of Michael Khors bag that I use to put the food in. I walked into Chris room and tell him that I'll be back. I walked out the door and slowly walked down the side walk knowing it wasn't gone be my last time doin this.

Well???? how y'all like it!!!

Yes I had the.first book but I wasn't feeling it but this one gone be real good!!!!

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