Hood Mentality: Generational Curses

Chapter 8

excuse any mistakes... 📝

Omniscient POV:
"Yunno how to roll lil one?" Breon asked Melanie. She had been at his spot for bout 20 minutes now and he was already smoking when she came. Knowing better to just smoke a blunt you didn't see rolled, she declined when he offered.

"Yea I said I didn't wanna smoke, not I don't smoke." Melanie chuckled reaching for the weed and wraps. She open the bag and smelled it, smirking a lil bit.

"What you smiling bout jitt, that's that gas fahreal." Breon nudged her.

"Oh nigga I'm knowing, you must got this from Spazz nem." Melanie responded.

"Jitt what you know bout Spazz nem." Breon mocked her.

"You sound fed asf right now, all you need to know is them my folks." Melanie said keeping it short. She knew better than to be pillow talking bout her uncle to some nigga she ain't half know.

"You sound fed asf , oh you a lil gangsta huh? Ok ok I like dat." Breon said rubbing her thigh.

Removing his hand, Melanie changed the subject. "So you live here by yourself?" She inquired.

"Nawll this me & my big brother spot." Breon stated lighting the blunt Melanie had just rolled.

"You sell drugs or sumn?" Melanie blurted out, she couldn't help but to ask after taking in her observations of him and his living space.

"Nawll I leave that street shit to my cousins, I ain't built for jail. I'm in the military baby." Breon chuckled while trying to scoot closer to Melanie on the couch. The weed was making him horny and she was looking fine asf.

Melanie was catching on to the vibe and not only did she not come to fuck, hell to have any sexual relations at all. But this nigga was boring as hell, she had been over there for 45 minutes and hadn't laughed yet.

"Where's your bathroom?" Melanie stood up asking. "Down the hall on your left." Breon instructed.

Melanie made into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Looking at herself in the mirror, she started fighting the air. She could not believe she wasted her time coming all the way out west for some bullshit. Now how the hell was she gone get the hell outta here. And wayment if him and his brother just stay here then why it's lashes and lipgloss on the counter, yea time to get the fuck and fast. This won't be no part 2 of earlier.

to Best 🧚🏾‍♀️💞🤞🏾:
CODE RED HOE!!!
Delivered.
Get me the fuck outta here!
Best this ain't it AT ALL!! 🤬
Delivered.

from Best 🧚🏾‍♀️💞🤞🏾:
You hiding in the bathroom ain't you 🤣, that don't make no damn sense 😭. Keeme was enuff bullshit for one day you shoulda took yo grown ass home miss hoe! Nah look atchu' 😂
Read at 7:59 PM

"This bitch play too many games what da fuck I'm finna cry!!!" Melanie whined and stomped. She flushed the toilet and ran the water so it'll seem like she really used the restroom.

Soon as she sat back down next Breon, he stood up. "Let's go to my room and watch Power." He said reaching for her to help her up. She trailed behind him into his dimly light room. Just when she was about to take her shoes off, her phone begin to rapidly vibrate with iMessage notifications and soon after it begin to ring.