Bad To The Bone (Urban) (Edited and Completed)

Let's Get Down To Business

We was driving around in the car for about a good hour and a half before he realized I really didn't have a destination.

"What is your name anyways?"

"My name is DeAngelo, But call me D-Lo .. Are you sure you know where you're going? It seems like we're driving in circles lil mama." He said. His voice was mellow, calm, and patient. I loved every bit of it and every bit of his brown skin, crispy fade, deep waves, full soft lips, and his swag. I mean nigga was crispy driving around in the black on chrome Magnum. Oh lawd, I done died and went to heaven..

"Ummm, I don't really have a destination. So you can let me out here and I'll pay you gas Mon-"

"Keep your money ma. You can chill at my place until you find somewhere to go." He said cutting me off. His generosity turned me on a whole lot.

"No, I can't let you do that. You don't even know me." I said kind of hesitant..

"No I don't, but you don't look harmful and you need my help. So what 'chu say lil mama?" I nodded my head yes. He pulled off the curb and drove straight towards the freeway. I asked him where we were going he said We were heading for Flint, Michigan. I didn't know Shit about Flint. I was a straight up Detroit girl. Never been outside the City. But Shit chances make champions.

"So tell me about yourself lil mama.. Why is a pretty girl like yourself all bandaged up?" He said turning the radio down a lil bit.. I tried to position myself in my seat to look at him. I was in a whole lot of pain. Damn, it's time to take my meds.

"Well you're trustworthy so far so I'll tell you."

"Trustworthy. ... I like that word." He smiled the most brightest, beautiful smile I had ever seen. Damn bitch don't fall in love. I said to myself.

"Well I'm 17, I graduated from an alternative school called Westside Academy. I'm the youngest of my siblings but they all grown and on their own. They don't come around because of my mother's new boyfriend.. My father got killed when he locked a man up for 40 years on a drug case. Her new lil boyfriend raped me a couple days ago and beat me. I just got out the hospital earlier today but she put me out.. My phone is dead, I have no friends, I don't know nothing about my siblings.."

The tears come rolling down and I just started crying like a big baby. I couldn't help it. I needed to let it out..

"Damn ma, that's deep. Look don't worry. I'll take you in and take care of you. You need love and affection right now." He was right. Shit I done forgot how love even felt. And I never ever been in love. Never had a boyfriend because I couldn't trust a soul. But somehow D-Lo made me see different.

About 30 minutes into riding we drove up to this beautiful house. It was nothing like you get to see in Detroit.. The house was a beautiful light brick house with a three car garage. The front yard was big enough to have a family reunion and the decor was very nice. We got out the car and walk onto the porch. He unlocked the door and we walked in. Goddamn this nigga have it made. He had black Chinese lather couches with cherry and oak wood tables a 50" flat screen t.v with a huge entertainment system that hold the surround sounds, the PS3, and the Xbox 360. There was a lot of movies and games stacked up on its shelves in alphabetical order. The dining room had a cherry wood table that sat up high and had the chairs to match that also was black. the kitchen had a marble island that held the sink and counter space. There was a long bar counter that wraps around and turns into a bar in the dining room. He had a stainless steel stove and refrigerator. Gosh I was in love with this house. My house was very old fashioned. Nothing there was up to date. I was amazed at this house. I loved it.

"You like it huh?" D-Lo said standing behind me. I forgot he was even here.

"Wow, this house is crazy big and beautiful. Black is my favorite color.."