Amila / 2:00 pm
I was showered and wearing Black Ripped Skinny Jeans , White Crop Top with Black and White Jordan Thunder's. I had my long hair in a donut bun with some Red Lipstick with Clear Lipgloss over it. I went downstairs and saw 4 boys on the couch with Qualo getting high. When I stepped to the 8th to last step I fell and rolled down the stairs.
Me: Ow.
Qualo: You okay ma?
Me: (Sarcastically) Oh yeah just peachy. I fell down 8 steps and I'm okay.
Qualo: Okay.
Me: Fuck you Qualo.
I got up and popped my neck. I opened the front door and walked out. I sat on the front porch and looked around. We were in a very nice neighborhood. There were children playing in the yard. I noticed a black SUV pull up in front of the house. I got up and walked back in the house.
Me: There's a black SUV in front of your house.
There was a knock on the door and I went to the kitchen. Qualo got up and got the door.
Me: Qualo did you already cook?
Qualo: Nah but you can if you want to.
Me: No shit sherlock.
I went through his cabinets and decided on making Hamburger mixed with Mac N' Cheese. I got the ingridents and cooked. I made me a plate and went out the kitchen. I felt eyes on me so I looked up from my phone and saw at least 100 niggas in the living room.
Me: Yes?
Qualo: Where's my bowl?
Me: Oh did you want some?
He narrowed his eyes at me and I laughed.
Me: Chill bitch , there's plenty left in the pot. Go make a bowl.
I laughed and ran up the stairs. I heard them start talking about me so I istened closely but quietly.
Boy1: Aye Q , Who's that?
Qualo: Maaan , Smokie , That's Amila.
Smokie: The one from the ally?
Qualo: Yea.
Boy 2: What's she mixed with? She mighty fine.
Qualo sighed loudly.
Qualo: I don't know Thuggy.
Thuggy: Why don't you call her back down.
Qualo: Amila!
Me: What!
Qualo: Can you here?
Me: If it's to get anything , hell no!
Qualo: Don't make come get you.
I laughed.
Me: Come get me then!
I walked into his room when I felt arms go around my waist.
Me: Let me go!
Qualo: Not until you go downstairs.
Me: You better carry me.
Qualo: Guess I'll be carrying you.
He put me on his back and carried me down the stairs and threw me on the couch.
Me: Well jeez , Don't I feel loved.
Smokie: Daaaamn. You is fine.
Me: Uhh Thank you? Is that all?
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She Fell For The Thug
Teen FictionMeet Amila Sanchez. Amila was a girl in her shell. She was always being beaten by her boyfriend Jacob who's a drug dealer. One day , Jacob throws Amila out because he claims she was cheating with another guy when it's the other way around. While Ami...
