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Kennedy banks , a 19 year old young women living in Chicago , struggles to find herself and achieve her goals . With distractions like her drug dealing brother , or unsupportive mom . It seems almost impossible for her to make it out . No...
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"Durk Derrick banks what did I tell yo ass about hanging around Dayvon Huh ? " my mother yells standing in front of my big brother durk . She yells the same thing every weekend when she finds out he be in the streets . I suggest she just saves her voice .
"Ma we wasn't even doing nothing , we was just chilling " he huffs, rolling his eyes . Of course he was lying , but he didn't want her to know that .
"Bullshit ! Coming in at 4 in the mor-"
" it was three but okay " he cuts her off
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She stops and closes her eyes . "Durk I want your ass out my house tonight "
"Bet ! " he said hopping up .
"Ma ! " I yell
"Shut up Kennedy , he need to learn that these niggas he hanging with aint doing nothing for him . Let's see if dayvon can find yo ass somewhere to stay "
I shake my head and walk outside slamming the door . They always do this shit . She kick him out , he go to jail , she bail him out , and he's back at home doing the same damn thing .
You would think my brother would learn his lesson but according to my mother , whoever this dayvon character is , it's his fault . I've never met him and only heard stories . But He's not allowed within one hundred feet out our house , or the local church .
It's kind of interesting how mysterious he is .
"Where are you going ? " I ask Durk as he walks out the house .
"Von finna come scoop me "
"What's so special about him that you practically ruin your life for ? " I ask frustrated
"Look Ken i ain't got time for this shit right now " he shakes his head pulling a stack out his pocket holding it out " hold down momma and the crib till I get back "
I shake my head "we don't want your blood money "
He drops the cash and bends down to hug me . "Come see me when you up " he says and starts walking down the street .
I huff looking at him walk away . "Just like y'all damn daddy " I hear a lighter flick . Looking back I see my momma standing in the door way .
"You gone let him come back ? " I ask
"Did Chauncey come back ? " she ask me referring to our dad .
"Did you let him ? " I snap "you left him to the streets just like you do Durk-"
"DURK LEAVES HIS DAMN SELF TO THE STREETS , running around with dayvon menace ass . Whatever karma comes his way he deserves it " she screams back .
"Whatever ! he end up dead , it's your fault "
She chuckles and flicks her cigarette in my face "bitch " she mumbles .
