Sierre Gonzalez
My jaw clenched as I watched a group of niggas on the block shooting craps from my car. They had been playing for a half hour and a few had left but there were still 4 niggas remaining having a good ass time. I got my blunt from the ashtray and proceeded to light it up before inhaling deeply, letting the smoke invade my lungs for a few seconds before releasing the smoke into the air with a cough.
Another half hour passed before the group departed and there was still a nigga there scraping up his money. I set my blunt down and reached over onto the passengers seat for my gun. After checking the clip, I got out the car holding the glock at my side as I approached the nigga.
I checked my surroundings and after I didn't see anyone I pressed the gun to the back of dudes head. He froze instantly while cursing under his breath.
"Yo what the fuck!" He says while slowly rising to his feet and turning around to face me. I didn't have no type of mask on because I planned on killing his ass. I can't spare nobody cause I was already starting to get caught up with them uptown niggas I robbed a month ago. I knew it was only a matter of time before they caught on so I was now robbing niggas from the West end.
I knew better than to go up East starting shit because that's Ma's hood and word would get back to her quick. She would beat the brakes off me with no hesitation which is why I've been so secretive about everything. She been asking questions about where I've been spending all my time and why I been coming in all times of night.
"Empty them fucking pockets nigga." I said and he did as I said. I shook my head at the fact that niggas really be bitches out here. After snatching that shit from him I shot him and ran to my car. Once I got inside, I pulled off with a quickness doing at least 80 the whole way home.
When I saw Ma's car parked out front I cursed under my breath. She was never home during school hours because she was usually mentoring niggas from the block who were trying to do better with their life. Mom was more than likely showing a client a house so I already knew she wouldn't be here.
I counted the money before shoving it into my pockets and putting the gun under the seat. I then sprayed myself with the cologne I kept in here for situations like this.
As I was approaching the door she was coming out so we almost bumped into each other. She sized me up making me tense up immediately.
"Why you not in school?" She asked, looking me square in my eyes and I looked away after holding the eye contact for a few seconds. "Nah, fuck that, where you coming from?" She says and I rubbed over my waves while trying to think of a lie but couldn't come up with shit. Without warning her fist was connecting with my face and I hissed from the pain as I felt blood begin to trickle from my lip.
I wanted to cry from how bad it hurt but I sucked it the fuck up. I had it coming.
"I been nothing but patient. Even stopped your Mom from beating your ass when yo ass came in at 4am. You think I don't know what the fuck going on, Sierre? You take me for one of them dummies on the street or something?" She questions, hitting me again this time in my chest.
I hit the ground hard and just laid there as I was trying to breathe. She stood over me staring with a displeased look on her face as she shook her head.
"Get the fuck up and get in the car." She says before walking off and I sat up, coughing hard as hell causing my eyes to water. I spit blood onto the pavement before getting up with a attitude and following behind her.
