Thug Love #Wattys2015

Thug Love

Chapter 1

This is the first book I made like this so bear with me! And I'm sorry for any mistakes. All will be edited out when the book is done.

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-------Nancy's POV~~~~~

"BÍTCH YOU BETTER GET YO ÁSS UP BEFORE I THROW WATER ON YO ÁSS!!!!!!!"

My little sister Melanie pushed me off my bed.

I sat up.

"Mel if you put yo hands on me again I will kill you!"

"Momma! Nancy said she'll kill me!"

"NANCY YOU BETTER BE NICE TO YO LITTLE SISTER! APOLOGIZE!"

"I will strangle you." I said through clenched teeth.

"NANCY!"

"SORRY!"

"Love you sis!" Mel said.

I flicked her the finger and stuck my tongue out at her.

Hey hey hey I'm Nancy Antoine and I'm 17 and 5'8. I'm part Puerto Rican and part Jamaican. I have blue-grayish eyes and black hair that reaches my áss and deep áss dimples on both my cheeks. I'm really nice until you rub me the wrong way, and my accent comes out! I got my dimples and áss from my Jamaican mom and my attitude, style and my eyes from my daddy. I got my hair from both of them. My dad is Puerto Rican. He was breakin hearts until he decided to settle with my mum. He has caramel complexion, blue eyes and deep waves.

I'm also hella thick but my attitude drives many guys away. But I don't care! Take it or leave it! I have one motto I live by but y'all probly heard it already:

Fúck no nígga fear no bítch.

That's why I grew up to be this bad áss bítch!

I'm scared of NOONE! Except Moma. Sometimes she be beating me with ha slipper. And I take shít from NOONE! Moma is fúckin SCARY when she angry. She can take anyone out. And when she on ha period........... She's the DEVIL! I don't let people walk all over me and just let them without giving them a piece of my mind.

Mel is a lot like me but unlike me, she pays mind to the haters.

---------Melanie's POV~~~~~~

It's yo girl Melanie up in this bítch!

I'm Nancy's Lil sis, 4'8 and 15. I look a lot like Nancy but I have light brown hair, brown eyes and I'm not as thick as her. Plus I don't have any dimples yet she has one on each cheek. She watches over me. We're really close! She's like a second mom to me. Like a second parent and I really need that because I lost my daddy at age 5. Which was 10 years ago. He was going out to get a cake for my birthday but he was hit by a car. I feel like it's my fault! If I was born another time or not at all then he would still be alive!

-------Dwayne's POV~~~~~

I turned over to look at Kelly but she wasn't there.

She's my weekly fúck. She's thick, can ride and gives some good áss head but she's just like all the other hóes out there. She let's you walk all over her but then she'll kiss your áss afterwards. I need a real woman. One who will speak her mind and put you in yo place.

I'm Dwayne Joseph but people close to me call me DJ. I'm 19, 6' 2 with short dreads. I got hóes wanting to be with me and níggas wanting to be me. But I don't really settle down. I fúck then duck. That's how it's been and that's how it always will be.

Can't change a thug.

I fúck with no one, and I let no one fúck with me.

--------Kelly's POV~~~~

I was cooking in the kitchen while my husband was upstairs.

I smiled at the thought someone so séxy could be all mine. I love him and he loves me. Why else would he fúck me?

He's mine. His love. His bank account. His house. His money. His heart. His díck. It's all mine!

I don't give a fúck if you say otherwise because I KNOW he loves me! He's my bae! I'm his ROD.

----------Nancy's POV~~~~~~

I got off the floor and went to get cleaned up. I threw on some bleached high waisted shorts, black crop top with Dópe written in gold and my metallic gold and white Air Jordans. I curled the tips of my hair, put on some gold hoop earrings and my Rolex.

I only wear mascara cuz I'm a natural beauty. I walked downstairs to get my breakfast but Mel was cooking.

Awwwww man!!!!!!!!

"WHAT THE FÚCK ARE YOU DOING? YOU TRYNA BURN THE FÚCKIN HOUSE DOWN OR NAH?"

"Chill the fúck out! Dámn you ain't gotta scream."

"YO ÁSS CAN'T COOK! GET THAT THROUGH YO HEAD!"

Here's the thing.

Mel can't cook fo ha life! She think she good but when she done all you see is hard black áss rocks instead of pancakes. And she leaves the kitchen a fúcking mess! When Moma come home, guess who has to clean up. ME!

Ha áss needa stay as far away from the kitchen as possible. I have no idea where she gets that from because me and Moma are pros in the kitchen yet she can't even boil an egg without setting off the fire alarm, messing up the kitchen or somehow breaking the dámn blender o__O

"Where Moma at?"

"Work." Mel threw the batter away.

"UH! Let's just go to iHop." I said.

We got in my Range Rover and headed to iHop.

I'm so hungry I can eat the whole state.

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Mel in the MM

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