Above.

Chapter 18 - "I'll come with you."

"Wake up!" Y'vonne barked in her face. "Wake the hell up, Yasmine!"

When Yasmine woke up out of her sleep, she realized that it was the morning time. It was 9:24am, meaning that she overslept in terms of going to school. When she looked up at her mother, she watched her hold a needle up in her face.

"What is this?" Y'vonne asked as she shook the needle in her hand.

Yasmine didn't say anything. She looked up and watched as her mother inched close to her face.

"What the fuck is this, Yasmine!?" Her mother barked in a sinister tone.

"It's an anesthetic, mom!" Yasmine snarled as she sat up.

"And where did you get this from?" Her mother growled.

Yasmine paused again and combed her fingers through her hair, taking another deep breath.

"The hospital." Yasmine groaned. "I got it from there..."

"So where did you get this last anesthetic from?" Y'vonne continued.

"Mom I got it from Trayv-"

Before Yasmine could finish, her mother slapped her extremely hard. As Yasmine's cheek began to grow red, her mother inched closer and held the needle in her face.

"Don't you DARE fix your lips to say no damn Trayvon Martin!" Her mother growled. "I'm gonna ask you again. Where. The. Hell. Did. You. Get. This. From?"

"I stole it...." Yasmine lied.

But Yasmine wasn't lying. Trayvon snuck it from the hospital. But since her mother didn't believe it, there was no point of trying to fight with it.

"You been injecting yourself with drugs in my damn house!" Her mother yelled as she grabbed her arm. "Do you know what this shit can do to you?!"

Yasmine was furious. She held in tears of rage as she glanced away from her mother when almost instantly, Y'vonne grabbed her chin and snatched it towards her mother.

"When you get home from school, you don't do anything but watch your sister, do your homework, and come straight to your room. I took your cell phone, so don't you DARE try to sneak it!" Her mother barked. "Get out. I'm gonna search your room for any more needles."

"Oh my gosh mom. Here? You want them?" Yasmine snarled as she lifted her mattress and showed her the empty needles, dropping them onto the floor. "That's all of them! Now can you just leave me alone?"

"Yasmine, I said get out!" Y'vonne barked. "I'm searching your room wether you like it or not! I pay the bills!"

Yasmine stormed past her mother and out of the room, slamming it behind her. She sat down in the living room and cried tears of rage, furiously huffing and puffing as her mother searched her room.

She hated Mrs. Barkley. She hated her to the point where she wanted to kill her.

But while Yasmine was having her problems, everything seemed to be going ay okay in heaven. Since Trayvon wasn't up yet, the rest of the boys decided to go to the park like they always did. But since all 5 of them weren't there, it felt a little weird. While they ate ribs, drank Capri Suns and smoked, Victor decided to tell the boys about the girls he had a crush on.

"You wanna know what girl I really wanna get with?" Victor grinned, sparking a conversation with the boys.

"Who?" The rest of the boys answered in an uninterested tone.

"Aaliyah. I always say "that's a beautiful bitch!", but nah." Victor said in a serious tone as he smoked his blunt. "She's a beautiful woman. But since I'm 17 and she 22, I don't think she'll get with me."