Do Bad On My Own
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  • Parts 17
  • Time 1h 29m
Ongoing, First published Jul 23, 2015
Mature
I always thought I'd never have to worry about anything. My dad was the biggest well respected and rich drug dealer in Compton. My mother was a beautiful woman who stood by my father since they were 14. I grew up rough but rich. My life was perfect, or so I thought. Little did I know that was all about to change
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"Halima just called me." She spoke up, talking about my sister. "She said your mom wanted to talk to me." "Oh yeah.." I trailed off, thinking about what my brother had just told me. "She wun' see you and Mya." I told her, already knowing what it was my mama wanted from her. "Yeah, I know. We just talked." She spoke surely as I licked my lips slowly, waiting for what she was going to say next. I already knew she wasn't feeling it. "It's just-" "I don't want to go down there and you-" She started but stopped as I waited for her to speak. "-you get involved with them again." She spoke truthfully, saying shit that I already knew she would. I already knew she was gone bring that shit up. She always do. "I don't trust Delante or any of your stupid ass friends because they are only interested in taking you backwards, Cain." "And I'm not going for that again." "I'm not." She spoke seriously and I sighed deeply, really used to hearing this shit already. "We're at a better place in our lives and I'm not playing those street games anymore."