"So you saw my mom?" I ask Juwell as we're walking down the street. "Si. She was cool at first but then things got loco. She started throwing up ese. I didn't know what to do. So I followed her to the Dinero store." "Ok Juwell listen I don't speak Spanish bruh. I need to speak English when you're talking to me. Ok ese?" "Haha sure chica." He says as we continue down the street. Man Juwell is so fine. But he's my best friend. No matter how bad I want him I know I can't have him. But a girl can always pretend right. All I wanna do is smash really. But I know if I do that he'll catch what I have. He still doesn't know I have it. No one does. Well except for my family. And I Plan on keeping that way. Plus he fam. I wouldn't be right if I gave him this disease.
"So you hear about that Sissy chica?" He asks snapping me out of my thoughts. "Uh that Sissy Moore girl?" He nods. "Uh yea. My dad came home a few weeks back and told Darmaree. My dad was pretty shook up but Darmaree was cool. It's like he already knew about it or something." I tell him. Juwell nods his head again understanding what I'm telling him. He doesn't respond after that. As if he's thinking about something. But who would have shot Sissy? She was cool with everyone and even though her funeral was 2 weeks ago it's still fresh on people's minds...No one saw it coming.
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I put my house key inside the door and let myself in. Immediately I'm hit with the stench of weed. "Maree!! Are you smoking again?!" I yell to Darmaree. I can already tell he's back to smoking again. He slowed once he started fooling with Sissy. But now that she's gone he's started up again...and worse than before. He only does two things. Smash girls and smoke weed. I feel for him though. I completely understand why he's going back to it. Losing someone you once cared about is hard. It makes you do crazy things...
I walk down the hallway past Maree's room where the smell of weed got more intense. I started to knock on his door but I heard a female's moaning coming from the inside so I backed away and went to my room. I remember the first time I walked in on Darmaree banging some girl. Not a pretty sight... Not at all. I plop down on the edge of my bed and lay back across it. The girl's moaning got louder as Maree's headboard hit the wall harder. "UGHHHHHH!!!" I yell. "MAREE!!!! KEEP QUIET!!! AND TELL THAT CHICK TO MOAN QUIETER!!! GOD I WANNA TAKE A NAP!!!" I place my pillow on my head and scream into it. The wall knocking stops almost instantly. But no less than two seconds later Maree comes bursting in my room with his face all red and sweat running down his face and chest. "Now what was that you was talking a second ago lil sis?" He asks in a serious tone. " Maree look...I wanna take a nap. Go to that chick's house. No one wants to smell stank punani all through the hallway. And before you go, make sure you tell her to shower before she comes over again...or is that you ? Cause one of yall funky." I say smacking my lips. He chuckles and leaves the room but not without slamming the door first. "AND DON'T SLAM MY DOOR NO MORE MAREE!" I yell after him. I shake my head. I lay back down on my pillow and close my eyes. Squeak Squeak BOOM BOOM. Ughh Maree's at it again...I'm so done with him right now. "YOU HEAR THAT SIS? COME RECORD IT SO WE CAN WATCH IT TOGETHER!!" He yells through the walls. Ew...nasty. Why can't me and Marjorie have this relationship? It's like he's the mediator between me and her.
But whatever. I have a headache from all that squeaking anyway.
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A House Divided
Fiksi RemajaKris Wilkinson and his wife Sarah raise their three children Marjorie, Maraye, and eldest son Darmaree in a happy home...only problem is their home isn't happy. The twins are out of control, their son can't stay away from the streets, and both of t...