Secrets

Chapter 2: His Crew Gots Problems

Cruz p.o.v

(5:00a.m)

Damn bih I can't even sleep. That girl Bree got a nigga fucked up mane. Its something bout her doe that's different from all these hoes that make me so attracted to her.

"O my fucking God manee!" I sighed loudly.

A few mins later ma sister Bianca walked in "Bro you up?" She said walking over to my bed.

"Yea whachu want" I mugged her. I don't know why she in ma damn room so early.

"Damn somebody woke up on da wrong side of da bed" she said sarcasticly.

"Mane get da fuck out if you ain't want nuntin'" I said harshly.

"Who da fuck yo mad at! Some bitch must of told your ass off" she snap.

That's when she notice the expression on ma face, that I was in ma feeling fa some girl.

"Oh shit big brother gots feelings" she teased. I hate it when females do that shit with me caz it just make I nigga feel like he some type of a pussy ass nigga. But I ain't caz I run these streets.

"Nahhhh mane don't fuck with a nigga like that" I mugged her.

"Shut up and who dis girl is cause I aint want ma bro to be having feelings fa no hoe" she said straight up.

"Its that new girl u been messing with" shit I shouldn't have said that caz her facial expression was priceless bih.

Bianca p.o.v

"Its that new girl u been messing with" he said with a smirk but he stop when he saw the look on ma face.

Cruz must be out of his fucking mind caz it was yesterday we were saying a lot of shit bout that girl and now he gots feelings. Shit is fuckery mane.

"Mane u got me fucked up" I mugged him.

"Well if you and your click be nice maybe y'all will like her" he said. Smfh he must of gone fucking crazy.

"I still can't believe yo like her punk ass" I rolled ma eyes.

"Hey you better watch yo mouth"

I can't believe my brother is picking up for this ghetto ass thot. Smfh I thought he got standards. I walked out of the room and into my room slamming the door. It was almost time fa me to get ready and I walked into ma bathroom and turn on the hot water. I strip ma clothes off while I admire my body in the mirrow.

I was a tall 6ft girl that love to play basket ball and without me the girls on the team wouldn't be shit. Ma skin tone is caramel colored and ma hair long enough. Me and ma brother do drugs well mostly him (he some big drug dealer and when I found out I force him to put me in the game but now I regret every bit of that shit) I'm the one he use to draw in other drug dealers in some skimpy lil clothes then we would kill them for messing with our drugs. Ma brother even get us into this school caz he want me to have a better life and the reason y he still come to school is because he want to watch over me and to keep the cops off his ass. Other than that me and ma girls kayla and lisa go way back. They both ballers like me except kayla is a girly girl that have caramel skin like me, her hair is black and straight which reach to the top of her butt and her eyes are brownish green but its real cute. While Lisa is a lil darker but hides her beautiful hair under all that brazilian weave and plus she acts like a hoe. Enough bout me and ma life.

I got in the shower and scrub myself until I'm clean then got out and dried of and put on baby lotion. I put on ma boy shorts underwear and bra and walked in ma closet. I took out a high waist pants and a crop top with ma jordans. By time I was ready ma brother knocked on ma door signaling its time to go.