Chapter 4

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I got home and got out of my car and it was late as fuck so everybody was gone and right when i was about to open the door, here come my parents, I waited for them and then I seen the front yard and it was trashed less than my normal parties I throw but it was a lot

“what the fuck happened to my house”

“dad i can explain”

“no, you thrown to many parties and you disrespected your brother after all he did”

“let me just tell you”

“no, after school tomorrow i want you out this house and what the fuck happened to your face”

“Dad, i got jumped”, he started laughing and then surprise me with what he said, “I want all your shit packed, you know what mattered a fact I’ll just pack everything for you, go stay at one of your whore house or go stay at one of them gay boys you be with”, he walked into the house while walking he bumped into me making my phone drop out my packet and cracked making the screen come off, i limped to my room and started packing all my outfits, my electronics and my shoes and jewelry, I left out the house not wondering where I was going to go, deck, Chris, and Shawn came with me to make sure I was good but now they was homeless too

“aye I know where we can go”

“Where”

“ to Clinton house”

“your dude is he going to let us stay”

“yeah, he should”

“how long yall been dating”

“for 2 years now”

“damn”.

I was getting a call from my brother and i ignored it, got a call from my sister ignored, got a call from my mother ignored it, then i waited for my dad to call and he didn't but i mean who cares I’m by myself and we drove to Clinton house and the pain and guilt started to grow inside me, they kept trying to get me to smoke, eat or drink but the shit wasn't working

"man Rick just say fuck yo dad, he never really liked us anyways", Shawn said

"dude, he didn't like you” deck said

"Dude open your eyes, he been waiting for this moment when you fucked up again"

"yeah Rick for once I agree with shawn"

"thank you and what you mean "for once" we agree on a lot of things"

"I just lie for you to leave me alone about the situation"

"that's fucked up"

"I thought we was dealing with my problem"

"you don't have a problem, Rick now go to sleep or smoke this blunt", I took the blunt and just smoked it until we all was high singing fucking love sad songs until we arrived at Clinton house, it wasn't as luxurious and big as my dad house but it could work.

"This yo dude house"

"Yeah, it's technically a trap house, but he still lives here,"

"he must get robbed a lot,"

"naw, he don't the dude around here know better, and they all get they drugs and liquor and shit from him, teens too,"

"damn so he be in business."

"Yeah, but he was supposed to be getting the house fixed up soon,"

"yall need too for real."

"Shut yo ass up," he walked up and unlocked the door while me and shawn grabbed the bags out the car and we walked into the house, surprising the inside was better than the outside

"Aye, Chris who these dudes"

"these my brothers, you met deck, that's Shawn and that's Rick"

"wassup, Clinton and the dude with the big ass blunt is dawn but we call him dre", he was just staring at me for no fucking reason like a rapist, when I was walking away, I looked back and he winked at me but I didn't say shit, I just walked away, "ok Rick this yo room, this the guest room, you cool with sharing a room with Shawn"

"Sure"

"or he can sleep in my room", we heard someone say at the door and it was dre

"Rick you cool with that"

"Sure, whatever"

"that’s wassup , that's good now it's more space", dre and Chris grabbed my bags and we went into the basement, it was pretty clean just had clothes on the floor, "my bad it's a little dirty didn't know I was going have such cute company"

"man bruh, I just got rejected, beat up and put out so I'm good"

"so you not sleeping in my bed with me"

"nah bro I'm good, I'll sleep on the floor"

"man you don't have to sleep on the floor, come on get up here"

"nah, bruh if I sleep down here I won't have to worry about you getting hard"

"dude I promise I'm not, now come on", I got up off the floor, grabbed my broke as phone and got in the bed and I was just scrolling through my phone couldn’t really see shit and trying not to cut my finger, when he tried to make conversations

"aye, you not going to get comfortable"

"what you mean I am comfortable"

"I know dudes like you, you don't sleep in your pants or shirt"

"dude, I'm good"

"you scared Ima rape you or something damn"

"nah"

"then come on, go put on some shorts and take that shirt off."

"dude I said I'm good", he then grabbed me by my neck, "dude you gone watch who you talking too, now I said go put on them shorts in yo bag, right fucking now", he didn't know I had two guns in one of my bag so I wasn't scared of this dude but I just did what he said cause I didn't feel like fighting or arguing with anybody then I already had.

“See now was that so hard, damn”

“dude stop talking to me”, he grabbed me by my neck again and this time it was over with, i snatched his hand off of me and walked to my bag and pulled out my gun, “man dude it’s never that serious”

“if it's not that serious, why do you keep putting your hands on my neck”

“cause i can, and this my room”

“nigga we didn't have to share a room together”

“well i think it was a good idea, now can you put the gun away”

“why should i”

“cause, it’s not that deep”

“it's not huh?”, me being me was still pointing the gun at him, so just for him to get the message I shot towards the back board of his bed, grazing his arm and he started screaming, “what the fuck is going on in here”, Chris came running in and right behind him deck, Shawn and Clinton, “man what the fuck rick put the gun away”

“I'm really getting sick of niggas telling me what to do”

“bro just calm down your high or drunk just relax”

“what if I just kill myself right now”

“rick put the damn gun down”, I knew what I was doing but my body was doing its own thing, Shawn rushed towards me and tackled me, making me drop the gun and we started fighting, I punched him a few times then he punched me like twice and knocked me out cold.

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