Aleah is a girl stuck in the shadows. She faces terrible abuse at home. Mercy is a big time drug lord feared by all but could he be a angel in disguise. Read and find out
I just want to say that this is my first book so go easy on me in the comments. I hope you enjoy though😊
Aleah Pov
Sometimes I wish the world would open up and swallow me whole. Everyone around me is watching me die slowly but could care less to help with the pain. My name is Aleah and just like any other sad girl trapped in the hood, I got stuck with a lady who shouldn't have been given the gift of bringing another human being into this world.
My mom is a well known crackhead willing to bust it wide open for anyone who's willing to lend a hand for her to feed off of. My dad was probably a one night stand who wouldn't dare believe he got a two dollar hoe pregnant. For as long as I could remember, my mom never resembled the ideal mother figure. Could barely keep food in our mouths or a roof over our heads. I'm surprised I lasted this long.
I know this maybe hard to believe but crackheads can have smart kids too. I graduated a year early. Although my mom isn't like the one most would hope for, she always made sure I went to school. Don't give her too many props for that though. The only reason she did that was so she could get "beauty sleep " without me disturbing her. It's not like her getting sleep made her looked any better in all honesty. The drugs definitely took a toll on her body. The only good thing sleep did for her was allow her to stay up all night so she could sniff her life away
Now at the age of 17, here I am on a dirty mattress while my vision is a blur. A disoriented figure standing over me. The feeling of roaming hands all over my body makes me itch but I can't seem to move. I close my eyes awaiting for my slumber to come and put an end to what I'm feeling at the moment. I knew I shouldn't have eaten anything from my mom but my body went against my better judgement after being starved for almost two weeks. This isn't the first time my mom or in other words the devil himself has drugged me. Once I feel my conscious fading in and out. I know what awaits for me. Sick guys preying on a little girl. Raping and stealing the last ounce of purity I have left.
My mom is not always so caring when it comes to me being fucked against my will. There have been times where I'm fully aware of everything. I've tried to fight back of course but that only left me with a bruised face to the point I couldn't recognize myself and broken bones. As sick as it sounds I'd like to think that when my mom does drug me before she lets these men in, that's her way of showing she cares. Then I won't feel or even remember what took place in the house I call home. My echoing screams will forever be heard throughout this house when I'm gone. No amount of bleach will ever clean the blood that was left leaking out of my body.
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Mercy POV The name is mercy but don't let the name fool you cause that's the last thing I give to these niggaz. I'm the biggest drug lord around at the age of 21. If a nigga don't know me by now that may be a good thing cuz crossing paths with me will get you killed. I started out as a corner boy at the age of 14, so that I could help provide for my mom who was battling cancer at the time. I'm thanking god everyday for helping her win the fight but I'm no angel. God might of saved my mom but I doubt I'll still be welcomed into heaven after doing the things I've done. Getting to the money is all I care about besides my mom. As long as my money keeps coming in, the world around me keeps spinning.
