Tyron Richards and Samore Bennett were born on two completely different sides of the same hood. And that was the way it was always intended to be until the area starts to get gentrified. Forcing their rivaling gang-affiliated families to put aside p...
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A/N: This chapter accidentally got deleted so I had to rewrite it from a blurry memory 😩 this is the third time that has happened.
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Glytter didn't bother stepping inside of the mini-mansion to greet her parents, Glenda and Allen Jenkins. She dropped Sam off at the large front gate then disappeared back down the empty road in an all-black BMW. Neither seemed to mind this despite not seeing their daughter in years. Since she ran away at just the age of thirteen.
Regardless of their pent-up emotions towards Glytter, they presented themselves in an appropriate manner to the children—Sam and her younger brother Sergio who arrived hours earlier.
They couldn't help but see them as some type of charity cases with an ex-stripper for a mother and a gang-affiliated drug dealer for a father. They stood no real chance at a better life, but they promised to try their best to make it as such now. The girl was older and most likely already set in her ways. But the boy he was just nine years old still young and full of vulnerability—Glenda thought as she peered into the living room at them watching a late-night talk show.
She patted her wrinkling hands with a towel. "Samore, do you mind helping me out in the kitchen, dear, I've been on my feet all day preparing the guest rooms for you two." She said as Sam stood and did as told.
A sweet aroma filled the area from the oven.
"What you want me to do?" Sam questioned as Glenda simply pointed towards the bowl and boxes of Rice-a-Roni on the marble countertops.
Her mouth fell when she witnessed her eldest grandchild rip open the seasonings packets with her teeth.
"Chile, if you don't use the hands the good Lord blessed you with then I'm going to know something," she told her. "You old enough to know better."
Sam puffed out her cheeks and tried to restrain from rolling her eyes. The reason being she didn't too long ago get her nails done and wasn't trying to ruin the decorations on them. She didn't expect Glenda who wore basic red nail polish to understand this.
"Why y'all don't ever drive out to see us?" Sam switched the topic while stirring.
"Well, Brittany never invited us," Glenda responded.
Brittany had gotten the nickname Glytter once she started stripping at Pynches strip joint—there she met a suave Salvatore and the rest was history.
She never looked back not even to reunite with her own parents who were now well-to-do folk. Glytter love for the almighty dollar was why she left home at such a young age. She wanted riches the easy way while her parents obtained theirs through hard work.
Something she'd know nothing about.
They left it at that, and dinner was ready a hour afterward. "Can we get some McDon—" Sergio tried to beg but Sam elbowed him as everyone lowered their heads for prayer.
Sam forked the cornbread then took a small bite.
"Are any of you on the honor roll?" Allen questioned. "Or any extracurricular activities..."
"If basketball counts... Then yeah, I guess," said Sergio.
"That's good so you're into sports?"
"It depends on your definition of 'into'..." Sergio grinned.
By this time, Sam had zoned out from any conversation that flew around the dinner table. Glenda forced a smile. "Which one of you is going to do the honor of washing dishes?"
After everyone was finished, Sam offered Sergio money to do them. He agreed as she took her phone out while walking back into the living room.
TEXT FROM SAM TO RONDO: Whatchu doin?
He replied back with an address as she bit her lower lip. Never one wanting to sit around on a Friday night she had a plan. Sergio asked for an extra $50 to stall for her and she went upstairs, got dressed then slyly left out.
Catching a cab back to the hood. The driver pulled up to an abandoned house on the corner. And shook his head as Sam stepped out. Crack heads stood underneath the streetlights on the corner arguing as she approached the abandoned building.
Getting second thoughts, she turned and saw the driver was gone leaving her with only one choice.
Her attention fell on her phone as she reread his text before gaining enough courage to go inside.
"Rondo." She called.
Dust flew from the door as she snatched it open and the floorboards sqeaked upon meeting her retro jordans.
Sam disappeared into the first bedroom she saw.
The window in the room was wide open and from it, she could hear the arguments from the corner outside.
She couldn't believe he played her.
Just then something hard and cold had pressed up against the back of her head. And a clicking noise rang both of her diamond wearing ears.
"I could take your life right now." A deep voice spoke confirming what she assumed.
Sam inhaled deeply. "You wouldn't be taking it from me no more than it already had been these past few hours without you.
With that Rondo lowered the unloaded weapon and their lips connected at a slow pace until they were down on the floor. Their clothes hid beneath their dark bodies that the moonlight reflected off of as they had hot sex, not love.
Never love with Rondo.
His nails dug into the smooth flesh of her hips as she rode him. He gripped on her jet-black hair then neck as they finished off. Her eyes were closed in complete bliss between most of it as if she hadn't a care in this world.
Back over in the suburbs, Glenda did her nightly checkup throughout her home. Sergio had the shower running in the bathroom like Sam was in there. He laid in bed as Glenda popped her head into the guest room. "Goodnight!" she smiled.
"You too..." he said then watched as she moved over and repeated the same thing at the bathroom door. Never did he expect her to wait there for a reply from Sam. The sight made him uncomfortable because he knew she wasn't inside.
"Uh..." Sergio tried to think of something.
"Samore..." Glenda opened the door anyway and to her surprise, Sam was gone.
She rushed from the room in a hurry and dialed up Glytter and Salvatore. Who were settling into a safe house across the city with this being the last thing on their minds.
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