Chapter 1
|santo's p.o.v|My name is chresanto but my friends call me santo. I've always grew up in a house hold with nothing but my mom raising me, my dad left when I was only three years old...I don't remember as much about him,but I try to make the best out of it. My mom is all I got plus I'm the only child so I'm also all she has. It's hard for my mom to raise me on her own, I grew up watching my mom struggle to pay the bills and put food on the table. So I got into the street life hustling to make ends meet, my mom doesn't like what I do but I do it for us and I also do it to get my mind off of things.
But enough about my mom and our house hold
Let me introduce you to my friends and what school I attend.My friends are Rayan, Craig, and prince, rayan been my friend since we where in diapers I met the other two when we where 12 and we've been kicking it every since. Yes we all sell drugs and we all grew up in a bad environment, we do almost everything together we're like brothers.
Rayan is the head of the group he's the one who introduced me to the street life but we also have someone over all of us.
Craig is more like the big brother he tell us when we're wrong and uplifts us when we're down.
And Princeton he's more like the softy, he helps our group out when we're arguing over something dumb but he's also the player.
The hood that I stay in is freebridge and the school I attend is freebridge high. I really don't go to school because I'm working all the time and really don't need school.
Now that you know a little bit about me we can get straight into it.
I woke up a 2:pm on a Saturday morning, the day seemed usual. I hopped in the shower and stood under the water thinking about how hard my life is and how it turned out that way and how much better it could've been if my dad would've never left my mom or if my mom would've made the right decision...then I thinked to myself It could've been worse if my dad stayed maybe he left for a reason or maybe he did something really bad to my mom...because she never talked about him.
I got out the shower and wrapped the towel around my waist and let my hair air dry. I brushed my teeth for five minutes straight by the time I got done brushing my teeth I was dry so I put on a regular white tank top with some jeans and air forces. I was ready to get my day started off and head on the corner of seventeenth street that's where I make the most money. My regular spot is the trap but the police kicked in the door and arrest a few of the people who also sell there to so me and my friends just been on the corners.
So it took me about fifteen minutes to get to the spot as I was walking I texted the group chat that all of my friends where In and told them to meet me at seventeenth street to start selling cause our boss said we all had to have 20gs a piece by the end of this week.
So we're all at the spot where we sell at, a drug addict walked up to us and asked for a small bag of cocaine so Craig reached into his pocket and handed the small bag of cocaine to the man...as the man walked off I shrugged craig and said " aye man you can't be walking around here with drugs in your pocket that's dumb ass hell anybody can snatch it Craig responded and said "man I know what the fuck I'm doing you need to be worried about getting them 20gs up for boss plus the 30 you owe him for smoking his weed "with annoyance in his voice" I replied back to him and said " I was just tryna help yo dumb ass out pretty boy" Princeton jumped in between us and said aye aye calm down and stop acting like some bitches and get them 20gs up for boss before all our ass is grasped. I said your right your right. We sold about 10gs, we sold 20 bags of cocaine, 6 bags of molly, 19 blocks of weed, and 7 bags of zantacs. But we all knew we had to work harder to satisfy boss plus I was already fucked up with him for smoking his weed so I need to do extra.
We all walked home to get ready for the next day, as we was walking home we seen three men and a woman in a dark alley, we all looked and said wtf slightly under our breath so the men wouldn't hear us. Then they started jumping her and slamming her to the ground forcing Their selves on her and pulling her pants down and pulling her by the hair. "Craig" we should go do something about it atleast try to help her, we all looked at him and said hell nawl, I said "we can't loose our life over that shit maybe she's a prostitute and she did something to them we can't just go over there and say something let's just go home bruh". He replied and said you're right I said I'm always right with a chuckle.
So now where on the street where all of us stay Princeton and rayan stays 2 blocks down from me ,and Craig stays around the corner from me. I was hoping my mom is sleeping so I wouldn't have to deal with her bickering so I slightly opened the door and tried to rush upstairs to my bedroom but she came from the dining area and said "where have you been all day it's 1:00 o'clock in the morning" I said "you know where I been why do we have to go through this every night can I just please go up to my room and go to sleep. She just looked at me with a death stare not say anything a single word...so at this point I don't have time for her shit so I just walked up to my room and went straight to sleep.
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Dealing prospect
Teen FictionThis story is about a group of teenage boys who are trying to make it out of the hood by dealing.