★ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍 ★
                                 ғᴇʙᴜʀᴀʀʏ 14ᴛʜ

" can't believe you leave in a few days." nirah said as she sat in the beige colored stool.

" you ah be alright." I said giving her a smile and then glancing at my illuminated phone.

" 9:30 am."

" what you want for breakfast?" she asked standing up and adjusting her plaid colored pajama pants.

" honestly it don't even matter." I said shrugging as I grabbed my phone and held it up to my face." whatever you wanna make."

                 ★ 𝐀𝐉 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 ★

" aye I need that good shit." I said pacing around my medium sized living room; I haven't smoked crack in awhile, and my body detoxed from it but I need it, I can't go any longer without it.

I plopped down on the beige couch, sitting back running my hand over my face.

" 𝑚𝑎𝑚𝑎! " 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑗 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡.

" 𝑑𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝!" 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑗 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛." 𝑖 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔!"

" 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑜𝑦." ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑗 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛, ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑗'𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑚.

" 𝑑𝑎𝑑!" 𝑎𝑗 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠, ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ." 𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑑!"

𝑎𝑗 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑟𝑦, 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑑.

" 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑛 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑦." 𝑎𝑗'𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑎𝑗'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘.

𝑎𝑗 𝑠𝑎𝑡 𝑢𝑝 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘, 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑖𝑟.

" 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡." 𝑎𝑗 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒.

a lone tear rolled down from my right eye.

" shit crazy." I said wiping the tear that fell with my backhand." I'm fucked up and I know it."

child abuse was something that I experienced when I was younger; I never why it always happened to me and not my sister but I rather for me to get beat on than her.

I remember everything so vividly and the nightmares constantly; I wish I can get away from my horrible past but I can't, it happened.

ever since then I hated him, I never ever had no type of hate for anyone but him it was different, he fucked up my childhood, traumatizing me for life.

and making me become the way i am.

𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟.

the age of fifteen my mama finally had enough, he was beating her ass too. she finally saved enough money to get me and my sister out of that toxic home but since she didn't have custody over jaslyn she couldn't take her.

i had always wanted to get revenge for everything he has done to me and my family, and at the age of sixteen, I finally did.

" 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠? " 𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 7.62 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑠.

" 𝑖𝑚 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒." 𝑖 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑥 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠. 𝑖 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑟15 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑜, 𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ.

ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡, 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑐𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑐 𝑖 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑑'𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑘 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒.

𝑖 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑡ℎ, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑖 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑓𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑏𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓𝑓.

𝑖 𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝, ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑠ℎ 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒, 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑑'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟.

𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑗𝑒𝑡 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑘𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑢𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒.

𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑔, 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦, 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑤𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑡.

" 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙!" 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑑 𝑦𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛.

𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚.

" 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑚𝑒? " ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑, 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑒.

𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎, 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑤𝑖𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑.

" 𝑎𝑗."

" 𝑎𝑗 𝑔𝑜𝑑 𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑛𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑜𝑦." ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑚𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛." 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑦𝑜 𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑘𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛' 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑛 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟; 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑦𝑝𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑟𝑢𝑔𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑜𝑛; 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒."

" 𝑠𝑖𝑡 𝑦𝑜 𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛." 𝑖 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑖 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑛𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑔𝑢𝑛 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑, 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑢𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑.

" 𝑊𝑂𝐴𝐻!" ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑗𝑎𝑤 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑑; ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑢𝑝 𝑖𝑛 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒." 𝑛𝑜 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠, 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘?"

" 𝑖𝑚 𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡." 𝑖 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑖 𝑘𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑙𝑑, 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑦, 𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑. 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑚𝑎 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑔.

" 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑜𝑦." ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛; ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑑 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑡.

𝑖 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑢𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑒, 𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑.

" 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑛' 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑝𝑢𝑠𝑠𝑦." ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑡." 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑖𝑛'𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑜 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝑖 𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑚𝑎 ℎ𝑜 𝑎𝑠𝑠."

𝐼 𝑠ℎ𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠; 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑖𝑛. 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖 𝑎𝑖𝑛'𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑖 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑟.

" 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑦𝑜 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔? "

𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦, 𝑖 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑘; 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑖 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 30 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒.

𝑖 𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑎𝑠 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑓 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓𝑓.

★ 𝐍𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐇 𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★

" mmm this looks and smells good." mikey said rubbing his hands as I slid him his part of strawberry pancakes with eggs, grits and potatoes on the side. " never knew you can get down in da kitchen like that."

" big chef." I said opening the maple syrup to put on my pancakes.

" hey Alexa play preach by youngboy never broke again." I yelled loudly.

𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍

" soo uh nirah can I tell you something." mikey said playing with his eggs, he ate the pancakes as soon as he got them and he was halfway finished with the potatoes.

I could tell something was on his mind, after being around him for these few days I learned that when he's thinking about something or something is weighing his mind down he'll zone out or not really be into reality as much.

" yea sure wassup? " I asked cutting up my pancake in half.

" uhh." he said hesitantly, whatever he had to tell me, he was scared to because he continued to choke on his words.

" take your time." I said chewing up my food.

" okay so one of my homeboys made a bet on one of my homegirls and I have yet to tell her, I'm scared she'll be mad at me, and I don't know how to tell her."

" honestly." I said as I finished the rest of my pancakes." If that was me I would be upset at you for not telling me, I probably wouldn't talk to you for some days but I ain't gone stay mad at you forever; you need to tell her as soon as you can."

he shallowed loudly, he was nervous I could tell, the way his body language was.

" you alright?"

" yea." he said shallowing his food and giving me a quick smile." just a little tired."

" moving like he can't get touched real quick, I bet I stop him." I rapped folding up my plate and putting it in the trash.

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" that bitch dumb as hell! " I said cursing at the television, me and Mikey was watching the strangers, and the muthafuckas in here dumb as hell.

" I know she see that muthafucka standing right there, I swear that's the white people shit."

I turned to look at mikey who had his face glued to his hand, he was knocked the fuck out.

" this nigga." I said laughing lowly; I stood up from the couch and grabbed one of my extra covers from the closet.

i adjusted myself before sitting back down on the couch, pulling my feet up on the couch I tossed the cover over me and him and continued to watch the movie.

my eyes started to get really heavy after 10 minutes, and I found myself laying my head on mikey's side.

he wrapped his arm around me, and I got more comfortable laying on him.