In Love With A Street Nigga

Chapter 10

I just sat there and stared at him for a minute. Did this nigga really just tell me he was supposed to be there the night my parents were killed? I could feel the anger and the pain welling up inside my body. I got up snatching up my keys and phone and headed toward the door. I tired to keep my composure but I just couldn’t. the tears started falling before I could reach the front door. “Christina chill out I aint know” He said as he followed me toward the door. He grabbed me by the wrist and turned me around. I tired to yank away but his hold was too strong so I just started swinging. “Get the fuck off of me! You just told me that you were planning to help kill my parents and you want me to chill out?” I said still struggling to get away from him. I wasn’t just shedding tears now I was full out bawling. He pulled me into his arms and held me letting me cry into his chest. “Christina I aint fuckin know. You just told me this shit five fuckin minutes ago” he said still holding me to him. I pulled away from him and looked at him. “The only reason why I even text you is because I felt like it was something about you…I felt like I could trust you” I said shaking my head as I turned around and walked out the door.

Razell

      “Fuck Dawg I can’t believe this shit!” I hissed to myself going back into the living room. I picked up my phone; it was 4:30 in the morning now. I sat on the couch and put my head in my hands. I don’t know why but I actually felt bad but damn how the fuck was I suppose to know them was her parents? I ran my hands over my head. Man fuck it if she gone be mad at me for something I didn’t know that’s her fault I thought to myself. I got up and went upstairs to my bedroom.