Okay I'm pretty sure you think this is going to be one of those stories with the pretty girl who gets with the sexiest dude and they live happily ever after.
Well if that's the case get the fuck out cause that's one bullshit fantasy story.
I'm just a regular girl from the Bronx. I'm a little bit on the thicker side but don't take that as fat okay cause I know a lot of bitches that called me fat and they face ain't looking too good right about now. Now I got this fine ass boyfriend, Darrell, we been talking for a minute well actually since 7th grade. We're sophomores now. School is about to start and I don't have any money for clothes. I asked my mom for help but all she wants to use her money on is drugs. I would ask my dad, but he told me he was going to the store four years back and he ain't been here since. I told Darrell about my situation and he said he got me and to be ready by 7, that's when he was gonna pick me up.
8:03
Beep beep
"Serenity! Go see who the fuck beeping that god damn horn!" Said my mom
"Okay, calm down"
I opened the front door
I saw Darrell's 1990 red Honda Civic
Darrell stuck his head out the driver window "come on girl what you doing standing there when you see me waiting."
I was so pissed but I got in the car anyway.
"What's wrong now, stop always bawling your face up like somebody done pissed you off."
"Well maybe cause somebody did piss me off, and maybe just maybe that somebody is you."
"Look I said I was gone come get you, right?"
"Yeah, but you an hour late!"
"Look baby, you ain't got to do all that cause umma hook you up. What you want ? imma take you to get sum nice. You know I love you baby stop acting like that."
I sat there still silent
"Look I'm sorry, I love you shawty..you gone always be my girl and Imma always be there for you..I got you"
He grabbed my face and pulled me towards him sticking his tongue down my throat. He's so damn cute I can never stay mad at him, plus he's the only one that's ever told me he loved me.
I told him I wanted to go to the thrift store to get a outfit for school so he drove me there. When I finished shopping I told him to take me home , but he said he had to make one more stop. I didn't think to much about it so I went with it. We pulled up to this house in a neighborhood I was all too familiar with. It's where my mom would tell me to take her every time she needed a high. Darrell told me to wait in the car while he went inside. As I was waiting in the car I noticed some guy on the lawn smoking a cigarette staring at me. He started walking slowly towards me finishing his cigarette. He threw it on the ground and stepped on it. Next thing I knew he was standing next to the passenger seat window. I rolled the window down.
"Umm can I help you?"
"The question is can I help you. What you doing, you looking for something?"
" nope just waiting for my boyfriend to get back"
"Who's your boyfriend."
"What you wanna know for?! Look man what do you want from me?"
" nothing ... Just ah wondering if you wanted to make some fast money is all."
"No thanks I'm good"
"So then why you here? What's your business here huh?! Unless you want to make some money I really don't see why you here"
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about a job I need done with somebody to do it."
" what do you need done? What are you talking about."
"Chill, all I need you to do is take this bag to right place and have my money that's handed to you back to me by tomorrow."
"What's in it for me?"
"I tell you what I'll give you $100 if you give me my money"
I didn't know what I was getting myself into all I knew is that I needed the money so I agreed.
"Where do I bring the bag?"
"The address is in the bag, and if you don't get me my money by tomorrow imma know where you at and imma come lookin for you."
"Uhh okaayy"
"Good looks meet me down the block at the corner store tomorrow at 2"
"But I got school"
"2pm"
That's when I saw Darrell walk out the house with a bag. He got in the car.
"What's in the bag?"
"Nothing"
"Darrell you can talk to me."
"I don't know what's in the bag alright!"
"Well I have a bag I don't know about too so I was just wondering if you knew anything about it."
"Wait, where'd you get that from?!"
" I got it from a guy"
" who?!"
" I don't know he ain't say"
"So someone just gave you a fucking bag and didn't tell you nun about it or who they are?!"
"Yes I'm telling you that's what happened."
"Why'd you take it?"
"Cause the dude offered me $100 if I returned his money to him by tomorrow."
We finally arrived at my house
"Look serenity you don't know what your getting yourself into. When does he want his money."
"By 2 tomorrow . I'm gonna need a ride."
"Look serenity I love you but I'm busy tomorrow I can't take you no where."
"Fine but will you at least explain all this too me "
"I will but not today. I love you."
We leaned in and he gave a big wet kiss. I got out the car and he drove off. I could barely sleep that night thinking about the bag. I knew whatever it was it was bad but I needed the money. What I was doing was surviving. The only reason we were still living in that house is because my mom would steal my grandmas money and retirement checks. It took awhile but I finally fell asleep. You think today was weird wait till you hear about tomorrow.
