Crook

Crook | I Don't Belong To You

Crook

"A King always takes what he's owed."

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"Where the fuck is my money?" I asked calmly for the last time. It's been nine months now and I feel as stupid as I look. This should've been handled months ago! Fucking around with my brother seriously got me off track. I felt my jaw clench as he shook in fear.

"I don't have it yet, but I swear I'll get it." He pleaded, and I shook my head as thoughts of my mother entered my head. She always knew when to pop in my head and put the lord on my shoulder when I was feeling evil.

This the last time mama.

"Here's what I'll do, you have until tomorrow to bring me my shit or I'll come looking for you." All he did was nod his head continually before I let him go, causing him to scatter off into the distance. I knew I'd be back tomorrow to collect the debt or whatever was equal to it.

Kay'Donn Joshua Evans. The King, formally known as Don, the only twenty one year old doing big shit in the DFW. Thinking about my mother again I sighed silently wondering if she would even be proud of me. I've done a lot of evil in this life but for my brother and I, I'll do whatever it takes. Clearing my mind I grabbed my things before walking out of the spot. Before I could make it through the front door my phone rung.

"Hello?" I spoke into the receiver.

"Hey baby where are you at?" Glancing down at the caller ID I squinted my eyes making sure this was Niya.

Baby who?

"I'm on my way to my spot, wassup?" With my eyes to the streets and my ear to the phone I checked my surroundings thoroughly.

"I wanted to know if you could come over?" Seduction was evident. She wasn't a hoe but she definitely wasn't the type of woman I want my mom looking down at me with from above.

"Not tonight YaYa, I had a long day." Calling her by her nickname always made her smile.

"Okay Don, just call me tomorrow." She sighed and I smirked nodding my head as if she could see my stupid ass.

"Bet." Hanging up the phone I shook my head. Truthfully, I just couldn't deal with her mouth. Every time she come around she starts asking questions she doesn't have a right to know the answer to. When I made my way over to my all new black Lexus, Brandy, I quickly stepped in and sped off toward my house leaving all thoughts of YaYa and her bullshit behind me.

"What I really feel, my eyes won't let me hide."

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Waking up I looked around me. At the place I once called home. Thinking of all the stupid things that have tried to set me back so far made me roll my eyes. I need to get my own place, and quick. Getting up and walking into the bathroom I glanced in the mirror seeing the fresh bruise that sat on my face. My eyes felt inflamed but I knew it was just anger from hating that this was actually my life. Turning on the hardly warm water I got in letting the beads pour onto my head. After washing up thoroughly, I got out and put on my black bra set before brushing my teeth. Quickly putting on some shorts with a plain grey sweatshirt that had my schools logo on the front, I slid on my shoes before grabbing my Android phone and running downstairs.

As I walked out of the door I started the semi long walk to Emmet High School. This had to be the worst school I'd ever attended. Although I didn't give a damn about school it was my only way out. Away from my father. Catching view of the school sign I rolled my eyes feeling my feet slow down as I walked inside. Just a few more months and I'm out of this shit hole.