Chris
I went to Justina's house and knocked before entering. I had my key so I didn't wait for her to open up. She probably wasn't home anyway. She worked those long ass shifts at the hospital like my Auntie.
I went to my room (yeah, I had my own room) & packed all my stuff up in a suitcase. I went to her room and got the bud & pills she left me in our secret stash.
When I walked out the room I heard some noises coming from the guest bedroom. I shook my head. I didn't even want to know what was going on in there but I knew it was her because she called out my name lol
I slowly crept out the house trying not to be as quiet as possible. Thank God no one was outside either.
I made a couple of phone calls to get me a crib to stay at but none of my niggas picked up smh. As much I loved these streets, the streets didn't love me. I thought about getting a hotel room but there weren't any hotels for miles and miles from here & by the time I got there I probably would get robbed. Damn, I need some help God.
*Beep beep*
I looked to the left and Carlos was in his black convertible waving me over.
Oh shit! I said to myself. Why out of all people..him? -_____-
I walked over and got in.
"Boy, what the hell are you doing? This is the worst place to be dragging around a suitcase." He said stopping at a red light.
"Well, I was just walking to the airport. I don't have a ride yet." I half lied.
"Ohh. You could've called me." He made a Uturn to head to the airport.
Damn, now I'm really gonna be far from home.
"So how are you?" He asked.
"I'm good Mr.C" I saw him sniffing the air. He probably smelled my bud. I put my window down.
"Damn, what is that smell?" He said looking around.
"I don't know. What it smell like?"
"Some herbs and shit. That shit straight from Cali." He chuckled. "It's probably because these parts out here ain't filled with nothing but prostitutes and dope boys!" He looked me right in my eyes.
"Ohh man. I haven't been in VA for soo long. I'm glad you found me though." I said with an uneasy smile.
All the way to the airport I was uncomfortable as fuck riding in Mr. C car. If this nigga wanted to he could bust my ass with all that shit I had in that suitcase.
I waited outside the airport looking crazy as a mufucka. I just knew I was gonna get busted. I was scratching myself and shit bout to lose it. Something told me to leave that suitcase there but then something told me stay and wait. My mind went fuckin with me so I started walking real fast.
Lori
I had just dropped off my cousin to the airport because she was leaving back to L.A. I was gonna miss her soo much!
She had been staying with me for at least a year and a half since Michael left me for some other girl. Well, he didn't leave me but he was my best friend and shit got heated as hell between us. He was there when Omari, my ex left me. He had caught me cheating on him, but that's a different story and that was a long time ago. Any who, Michael moved in well, he just stayed every night and one night we were fucking the brakes off each other. As nasty as it sounds, Mike had a girl and I knew but the more we did it, the more I felt better and the less I thought about Omari.
Mike fucked me so good, I started regretting the day I layed eyes on Omari. I started to fall in love with Mike more and more until Meagan, his gf found out.
Meagan is my sister's best friend. At the time, I didn't know she was Mike's girl. I should've known when she started asking me about my love life that something was wrong. She never ever asked me questions, let alone talk to me like that. Damn, I was dumb. So one day I told her he was gonna take me out for my birthday and she helped me find a outfit and everything! I even told her the hotel we were gonna be at and the room number & BAM! She caught us in there going down each other, well he was going down on me.
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AԀԀıċţ [ Chris Brown ]
FanfictionChristopher Brown is a drug addict in his mid 20s. His lifestyle changed from alright to BAD when he took it upon himself to serve the streets in a new town at a young age. What will happen to Chris as a result of his decision. Will good come...