Torn · An Ice Cube Story

Finding A Ride

Justice's POV

I woke up to the sound of my mom banging on my door. She says that i have to wake up and get a job since I didn't get one during the summer. It was apart of a deal her and I made. I could lay around all summer but I had to get a job in August. I would go to school but I'm sick of school, and plus I don't even know what I wanna do. I guess I should stop complaining and get up before she comes bac-

"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO GET UP! I'M NOT PLAYING IF YOU DON'T FIND A JOB BY THE END OF THIS MONTH I'M KICKING YOU OUT. I'M NOT PLAYING WITH YOU JUSTICE."

"OK I'M GETTING UP GIVE ME TIME YOU JUST CAME IN HERE." I yelled back her

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TALKING TO HUH? BECAUSE I KNOW IT AIN'T ME. YOU BETTER BRING IT DOWN SIX NOTCHES BEFORE I KICK YOU OUT RIGHT NOW."

"Yes ma'am" I said as I bite my lip trying not yell

"Alright, now get ready and go find job." She said as she started to walk out my room

"Ma wait." She stopped and turned around.

"Who's gonna drive me around to go get the applications?"

"Mmm maybe those two feet you have. I have to go to work and you know that." She said as she walked away

I rolled my eyes and walked to the bathroom. I took off my clothes then turned on the shower. I got in and started to think. Man this is gonna be a long day. First, I gotta find some places that are hiring in the paper. Then, I gotta find a way around because, I damn sure ain't walking. Maybe I'll ask my homeboy O'Shea he has a car. I mean he doesn't have a job either so I know he doing shit. Yea that's what I'll do. I finally finished showering. I got out and put my clothes on after I dried myself off. I put on some black sweatpants and a grey sweat shirt with black Nike shoes. I walked into the kitchen. My mother walked passed me and gave me a look. I swear I'm so sick of her attitude. Ever since I graduated in June she's been giving me an attitude about everything. I don't even have to be doing anything wrong and she'll just make up something to get mad at me about. I really hope I do find a job so I can move out. Man she's looking at me again. I really don't feel like hearing her voice.

"THE MORNING PAPER IS ON THE DINING ROOM TABLE AND I DON'T SEE YOUR HANDS ON IT AND YOUR EYES READING THE JOBS SECTION."

"Ok." I say as I walk over to the dining room table

"Why do you have to yell at me though?"

"I DO WHATEVER I WANNA DO AND USE WHATEVER TONE I WANT TO. THIS IS MY HOUSE AND I PAY THE BILLS HERE. MAYBE WHEN YOU START PAYING SOME BILLS HERE YOU MIGHT HAVE A SAY SO, BUT FOR NOW WHATEVER I SAY GOES." She yells as she walks towards the front door

"I'M LEAVING AND I DON'T WANT ANYBODY IN MY HOUSE. SO, IF I FIND OUT THAT YOU HAD SOMEONE IN HERE THAT'S YOUR ASS." She yells as she slams the front door

I sighed and picked up the news paper. I hate this so much and the worst jobs are in here. I don't want to be a fucking janitor or a dog walker. Imma just call O'Shea and see if he can drive me around.

Phone Conversation 

"Hey is O'Shea there?"

"Yea this him what's up?"

"Hey do you think you can take me around to find a job? Moms is trippin'."

"Yea I can do that for you lil mama. Your moms always trippin'. I told you to go ahead and get a job during the summer but you didn't listen to me. Now look at you."

"Yea yea I know. I really should've listened to you. I probably could've been about to move out right about now, but it's alright ill get there soon. I mean once I get a job."

"Yea cause you ain't going no damn where without a job."

"Alright nigga damn I get shit just come on already so I can get this over with." I said a little annoyed

"Aye watch the tone before you be walking to find a job. Remember who has the car but anyway I'll be over there in a few. So, sit tight and don't get your panties in a bunch." He said while chuckling

"Yea ok see you then." I said while hanging up

He really needs to hurry up though. I really don't wanna be doing this all day and it's already 10:50. I guess I'll fix me something to eat while I wait. I decided to fix me some sausage and eggs with a little bacon. Ah I hate when that bacon grease be poppin' up. Shit hurts.

O'Shea's POV

I love being around Justice. She's too cool, but her ass broke so when we do stuff that cost money I always gotta. It's good that she's trying to look for a job cause it's long over do. I just pulled up to her house and I can already smell what she's cooking while I walk to the door.

Justice's POV

I jumped as I heard someone banging on the front door hard.

"WHO IS IT?" I yell loudly walking towards the door

"It's your favorite nigga." O'shea says chuckling a bit

I open the door and he stand there with his arms open wide waiting for a hug. I smirk and turn around and walk off.

"Aww now how you gonna do a real nigga like that? You petty. You really must not want that ride cause your ride is about to leave." He says while walking in and closing the front door

"Really nigga. It's not that serious and plus I have something cooking on the stove."

"Yea it is that serious and it smells really good.What you cooking?" He says while sniffing the air

"Sausage eggs and bacon." I say as I take it off the stove and put it into a plate

"Can I have some." He asks while getting a plate

"Umm no. Haven't you already ate?"

"I haven't and why you being mean? I mean the least you can do is give me some of your food. I mean it's not like you can cough up some gas money."

"Really and you didn't even say please."

"Can I have some please?" He says while rolling his eyes

"Yes you may. You better be careful with rolling your eyes before they get stuck like that." I say while giving him some of my food and laughing

"Thank you and your eyes are gonna get stuck like that first because that's all you do." He says while laughing and walking to the living room to watch TV and eat.

Ok that's the end of the first chapter. How did I do? Vote and comment please. Thanks!