♕La'Mya 'Princess' Jones♕
"Oh hell nah! Nigga get the fuck up and get the fuck out my house!" My door was busted down, and my dad yells at Hakeem. "Sorry sir!" Hakeem apologized but didn't get out of bed. "Get out!" My dad yells again. Hakeem finally got up, then my dad realized he was naked, and so was I. Fuck! "See, now you finna get fucked up La'Mya!" My dad yells. Hakeem hurried, I guess he was taking too long, and my dad pulled his gun from his pants. "Nigga you got four seconds before a cap get put in yo ass!" When Hakeem left, my dad stared at me. "This the type of shit you do Mya!?" He snaps. "Daddy Im 17!" I yell. "17!? 17? You living on your own yet? NO! Paying your own bills? NO! You don't even have a fucking job Mya! You not grown. Get the fuck up, pack yo shit and get ready. You going to stay with ya grandmother in fucking Florida. Hurry up!" My dad yells before walkng out. I dressed and ran after my dad. "Daddy please don't make me move? Please!" He stares at me, "La'Mya walk away. Please, Im trying not to hit you." I stare at my dad, his eyes were red, so was his face. "Daddy, please?" I started crying. I guess being daddy's little girl doesn't work anymore because he pushed past me, walking down the hall.
My momma stared at me when I came downstairs. "Mama." She gets up and walks away. I sigh and felt myself crying. I packed my clothes and my dad booked my flight for tomorrow morning. "Daddy can you give me another chance?" He just looks at me then looks away. "Fine. Fuck all of yall! I hope I die, then y'all will all be sorry!" I storm off to my room, crying soon as I get in the room.
♔Christopher 'Bubba' Jones♔
"Naijimmmmm!" I sing walking into his house. "What you want boy?" He ask. "What we doing on this Friday night?" I ask. "Im babysitting." I groan and plop on the couch. "My sister moving." I tell him. "Why yall moving?" Naijim ask. "No, she's moving. My dad caught her and her boyfriend naked in bed." Naijim shakes his head, "Yo dad strict as fuck." I shrug, "Not to me." I tell him. "If I had him as a parent, I would kill myself." I give him a look. "Watch yo fucking mouth." I growl. "Damn boo." Naijim says sitting next to me with a bowl of ice cream. "I hate when people talk shit about my parents. Like the fuck?" Naijim looks at me and rolls his eyes. "Boo bitch!" I snap. I stand up, "I'm not in the mood for you right now." Naijim tells me. "Fuck yoself nigga."
I walk out the house. I headed to the mall with Mya and Jr before she left. I seen a girl walk past me, and damn she was fine. I bite my lip and smile. "I know damn well Bubba ain't lookng at a girl." Jr says. "Damn, she was bad though." I tell him. "So what's up with you? Are you confused or sum?" Mya ask. "I think. I don't know. These girls be fine as fuck, and it be some cute boys. Like this girl at that place I told you dad took me to? That girl was fine, and her neck game. Good lawd!" I laugh and so does Jr. "You think you bi?" I shrug. "I don't know." Mya rolls her eyes. "No he wants attention." I mug her. "Bitch what's your problem?" I ask. "Im getting sent away for being in love!" She says crying. "Mya stop crying. We in the middle of the mall!" Jr snaps.
We headed home, and I decided to talk to my dad. "Dad, can I talk to you?" I ask. He looks at me strangely before nodding. "Wassup?" We sat in his office. "Im confused." I tell him. "What you mean?" He ask. "I-I don't know rather Im gay or I like girls. It's like ever since you attemped to make me straight, all I can think about is a girl when I get to fuck again." He laughs, "You just cussing like Im not sitting here." I look down. "It's alright son. Look, go wit ya first mind set. Okay?" I nod. "Thanks dad."
Ugh, Im going to go find a random thot. Horny asf.
⇨Quinn 'Monster' Jones⇦
"Kayla stop playing man." I say tryna block her from taking a picture. "No say cheese babe!" I flip her the bird. "Aw." She pouts. "Stop pouting." I laugh. "No, Quinny gave me the middle finger." She crosses her arms. I smile and kiss her poked out lips. "When you gone come meet my parents Kayla? I met your aunt." I ask her. "What if they don't like me Quinny?" I smile, "Won't make a difference." Kayla looks down at her bed spread. "What's wrong?" I ask. Kayla shakes her head, then I seen her eyes water. "Whose ass I gotta beat? Why you crying baby?" I pull her towards me. "Thinking about my mom." She tells me. "Your mom?" I say confused. "I don't know. I just miss her. You have both your parents. My dad in jail for life while my mom is on the streets sniffing crack and sticking needles in her arm!" Kayla cries. "I don't tell people this, but, my dad did heroine before, my mom was a wreck. I think I was too young to really remember. Baby, just cause things are bad now, doesn't mean things won't get better okay?" She nods. I kiss her head, "Naptime." I say laying on a pillow, Kayla lays her head on my chest and puts her arm across my body. I smile at her, this bae♥
I woke up and Kayla was up laying on my bed. She was channel surfing, I looked and it was dark outside. I yawn and stretch. "Your mom called. She said be safe and she love you. Your aunts going to Cancun." I nod and get up going to take a piss. I ran into Kayla's aunt. She mugs me, "I know you're just another one of those thugs." I stare at her, "Im not. Im not a thug. I don't even own a gun." I tell her. "That doesn't mean anything, I know who your father is, you're going to end up just like him!" Ilaugh, "Im opposite of my dad. Im 16 with no kids, Im still in school, and I don't have a million hoes. And Im a virgin, my dad is a complete opposite of me." I say walking past her, ending the conversation. I went to the bathroom, I went back to Kayla's room. Her aunt was yelling at her, "Get that wanna be ass thug out my house! I don't want you seeing him again!" I laugh a little. I grab my Samoa's. I kiss Kayla's lips, "Love you." I smile at her. "Love you too." I mug her aunt and grab the keys to my Bentley. "Text me babe."
When I got home, Mya's room was empty. I sigh, "Damn." I mumble going to Bubba's room. He was sitting with a girl in his room. "Who is this?" I ask standing in the doorway. "This is Jailee." Bubba says winking and smiling. Must be a hoe. "Alrighty." I shut the door and walk away.
I laid in bed before getting up and going downstairs to hoop. I started shooting, my dad came downstairs. "Uh, Kayla here. I think you should hurry up here." I dropped the ball and ran up the steps two by two. Kayla was holding herself, shaking. Three bags by her side. "What happened?" I ask. "She told me to get out cause I told her I didn't wanna stop talking to you." I smile and kiss her. "It's alright. Here, you can go to the guest room. My dad ain't gone let us sleep in the same room." Kayla nods. It's always something.
♕La'Mya 'Princess' Jones♕
I landed in Florida and I seen my grandmother at the entrance. "Hey." She hugs me. "Hey granny." I say looking down. "Perk up! Quincy left me plenty of money, let's go shopping!" I smile at her and nod.
*3 Months*
I woke up and my stomach was growling. I immediately got up and threw up. I been doing that for three weeks. Im getting worried, am I pregnant? Oh my god. I called Hakeem. "Goodmorning babe." He says. "Goodmorning. Um, did you use a condom last time we, ya know?" I ask. "Nah. Why?" I sigh, "Hakeem, I think Im pregnant." He sighs, "Man no! We too far apart for all that!" I felt my tears crawl up my throat. "Hakeem Im so scared." I tell him, "Don't worry about it okay? I'll fly down this weekend." He says. "I love you La'Mya." I smile, "I love you too."
When he hung up, I went to talk to Gma Lani about it. I walked into her room. She just looked at me, "Yo daddy finna beat yo ass child!" I sigh, "I hate everything." I growl. "You must not have hated that DICK!! Probably couldn't get off it!" She laughs. I pout and walk out fuck talking.
