The empty crib

Lets sum it all it all up

I grew up a city so small, that some people don't know it exists. It's like a desert it's hot and lonely. I called it a depressing town. I know it has a potential nobody see but it just don't catch people attention. I miss my mom, she passed away from a drug overdose life was good before she left. My dad was in and out of the picture but it didn't really matter because he still didn't do anything for me. I was the only child and I was left in this big cold world with no one but myself. I was 14 when my mom passed and I lived on the streets for two years before I got caught by before by the police stealing out of a convenience store. For me it was survival of the fittest ,every man for themselves that's the type of attitude I had. I didn't give a F*^k about anyone else. I builded up the attitude of taking first ask later. In my lifetime of being 17years old I almost cleverly rob 150 convenience stores. Those rich motherf**ker don't it anyways so f**k there feelings. Having this attitude I got into many fights never loss one . I always carried a pocket knife on me in case a hoe tries me. When I was living on the streets I did anything for money even if I had to sell my body. I was a prostitute for two year before I ran away from my pimp that always was beating for not taking six clients a day. My body had felt worn out. But the best part about being a prostitute was the money, fame the sex and always having your nails and hair done. But that lifestyle was not for me. Atleast one good thing came from being a prostitution I met my boyfriend Austin who was my favorite client at the time. He was not just having sex with me. But he had always made love to me and told me that I'm beautiful despite my baggy eyes from lack of sleep. My Pimp didn't like him, they fought on numerous occasions. Me and Austin had been together for five months when my pimp finally found out what we were really doing. My pimp sent a hit man to brutally murder us for me for disobeying him. But Austin made me feel like my mom was here. With warm hugs and funny stories I had finally found heaven in hell. Austin always had my attention but what made me really run away was when I found out that I was pregnant for Austin. Austin was 21 and i was 15 we was in love. One day me and Austin was cuddling taking a nap at his moms house when a black car would have a heavily tinted windows pulled up and started shooting machine guns at the house where we were laying. Austin flipped his body on me laying on top of me squishing my belly in from his weight. He was tryna keep me and the baby safe, his fast reaction was like he knew this was coming . He had protect me from the scattering bullets. I was four months pregnant and I was very skinny so i was showing. The only belly I had was the baby. The bullets has finally stopped after three long seconds and the car tires screech down the road. Austin lifeless laid on top of me the pressure in my stomach had went away. I pushed him off with great concern and I look down at the blood gushing from between my legs.