chapter one
ALANA POV
I woke up to the sound of banging and screaming. I jetted up as I wiped the crawling sweat on my face. My breath became louder while I started to walk to the kitchen."What I fuckin told yo ass to do wen you got there!" my Dad shouted, spit splattering all over the whore's face.
This didn't phase me because I gotten use to it. I rolled my eyes as I watched the scene unfold.
"I-I didn't know"she stuttered shaking her head repeatedly.
He slapped her again making me flinch even though it wasn't me. I leaned on the wall so I wouldn't interrupt what was happening.
"Repeat what the fuck I said" my Dad screamed making her whimper.
"T-To m-make t-them want m-"she started to say.
"T-T-Today Junior" he said mockingly.
I snickered loudly making my Dad snap his head towards me. I waved at my Dad lightly. Guilt swell up inside of me as I took another glance at the hoe.
"Hey sweetie!" he greeted me happily.
"Sup, Pa" I muttered grabbing the milk out of the refrigerator.
"Can't wait fo' school?"he asked joyful.
"It's whatever really" I fumed dully.
I saw the ashes of the cig become longer as it curved. He flicked his burning cigarette on the prositute's head leaving small frizzy spots on her hair. "You should chill" I advised.
"She should've never fucked over my money" he exclaimed throwing his arms in the air dramatically.
"Mm-hmm" I sounded looking at my Dad.
He glanced at his watch looking at the time. He then looked back at me.
"What?" I asked confused.
"Yo ass late for school" he mumbled not caring.
"Shit, nigga" I grumbled running in my room.
I took a quick shower and got some casual clothes. Which would be my school uniform; a dark navy sweater over a plain white shirt included with a plaited skirt. As much as it sounds girly it looks fucking hideous.
I slipped in my clothes and put on some church shoes. As I headed out I stuffed my Essay in my red mesh bag.
I turned to the door about to leave but my Dad said...
"I bought you the new Jordans that came out!" he yelled lightly.
"Thanks Daddy!" I said lovingly while smiling.
Didn't I tell him that I only like Adidas?
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Im back at it again. I haven't wrote a hood book in a while so I might be lame at it. But it's whatever tbh. So far I hope you like this chapter. I will also be updating every Friday or Monday. If I update on Mondays probably cuz I finished it quick. I'm updating another chapt too. - Roro💯️
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BAD GYAL •Hood Novel•
Teen FictionBAD GYAL •Mature Audience• •Viewer Discretion Advised• •All Rights Reserved• Alana Smith is 17 year old who was born and raised in a trap house. Her Dad owns a trafficking ring. And her abusive Mom gets every chance to beat the hell out of her. At...