Chapter 17

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" Hoe que tal? "

" shidd like 6 feet wsp"  Dee said to the latina girl .

" No habla englas"

" Bitch i just told you in 6 feet" He bucked

" Alright that's enough" i pulled him back walking into the store.

" What do i want" I thought to myself.

takis or a backwood.

" Lemme get a black" I heard

" oh that boy struggling"

" Word " Dee agreed

" I am no cap i am" He laughed

" I need one to" I voiced

" Stop being friendly sis for that spawn from hell come "

" How im being friendly " I questioned







" You was in a nigga face huh " Dayvon mugged as soon as i stepped in the house.

I cant do shit huh

" You stalking me or sum "

" Bitch i dont gotta stock shit "

" Spell stalk "

" mane gone " I waved

" ole dumbass"

" On god dont play wimme"

" On who " Everybody yelled .

i'm with the wrong people.

No you not.













(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)(.)

" Jayda where you going " I asked standing.

" my nigga house "

" Ice downstairs " I laughed

" not that one"

un uh

what ..

" stop cheating on him" India rasped

" HE DO IT FIRST " She yelled .

i grabbed my head as i started to feel week damn my stomach hurt .

" im snitching thats all im saying " I shrugged hitting the wood.

" Puff puff pass bitch you hit like 8 times"

" Girl it's already hot in hell what you tryna smoke for " I mugged passin the blunt .

" Dont snitch deja " She warned .

i looked at her.

she looked at me

i looked at the door

India looked at the wood

I ran out the room and down the stairs.

" ICEEEEEEE"

" Iceeee "

"iceee"

i ran into the living room. I took the blunt Dayvon had in his mouth and smoked it.

" THIS THAT GASSSSSSS" I screamed coughing.

i gotta throw up my stomach killing meeee.

" What happened " Dee yelled

" Deja sneaking out to meet a nigga i told her not to she gone now "

" word"

" Dee go get my gun "

" GUNNN" i asked like soulja boy

damn they finna kill my bitch.

city gurl down

Dayvon looked at me and i made a dash upstairs.

why my stomach hurt so bad .

i ran to the bathroom and felt the za coming back up.

" What you do eat the weed" Von held my hair back as i coughed up the rest if the throw up.

" who you been fucking " He choked me

" your pregnant "

" no"

" how you know"

" cause you a devil and-"

" demon "

" what" I scrunched my face

" you said I'm a devil I can't be a devil I'm a demon "  I slapped the shit out him. He yanked my hair back and slapped me.

He pushed me on the ground and hovered over my face posted up.

" why" he mugged

" intrusive thoughts "

" my intrusive thoughts telling me to yank that baby out to stomach "

" boy I'm not pregnant " I waved him off

" I can smell it"

" I can smell it " I mocked

" say it again so I can knock yo head in"

" Lemme call my nigga gd up" I mumbled walk-in out the room.

" bitch come here "

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