It has been 100 days and counting of living with Andrew; it has been amazing so far but we haven't had any intimate actions. No kissing or touching, well we aren't together so that's half of the reason. I just am home schooled of my laptop now, being at the school is nerve racking with most of these whores bragging about how many dicks they've sucked or who popped their sour fish smelling cherries.
" Morning Jay!" Andrew just came running down the steps like a damn fool every morning now.
" Why have you been so happy for lately Taco?" we made nicknames for each other, he always calls me 'Boobie' for some reason he still wont tell me.
"Boobie i think i'm sitting on a damn goldmine, th-" "Does this have anything to do with drugs??" "No, let me finish damn girl....okay so Jeremy and I are going to open that building down the street from that starbucks you like so much and wait for it wait for it" Drew was holding my waist suprising me, "we are naming the club GOLDMINES!!!!" "Seriously Andrew......I guess I can get Honey to get some of her girls to work there." "Isnt she a pimp?" "Yes Taco, ye she is."
On my eightieth day of being in here I stopped counting, Jays Dad is ight I guess but I still wont let him tell me why hes in here. I've been depressed in here; I guess im not as hard as I think I am, I miss jaylas sweet lavender and strawberry smell I miss the way how she use to laugh and was so defensive. Her beautiful chocolate skin and bright hazel eyes but I mostly missed her period. Compare to these guys im weak and I feel as if i'm these guys bitch; my fifth day here, niggas came in my cell and bent me over , cut my lip, and shanked my ass cheeks up to the middle of my back. I just received my papers from the prison doctors office and now I have been diagnosed with herpes. Today, today is the day I have realized there is no God to help me with my struggles or no Jesus who has cared enough to get fucking cuts in this wrists and toes so my black ass can live.
SO WHAT DID YALL THINK?? AND YES IM CHRISTIAN I JUST WANTED TO GIVE IT A NEW TWIST!
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THE DROP (teen pregnancy, an Urban tale)Teen Fiction
Jayla 16 and Zamian 17 who are Louisiana teenagers who live in Lafeyette have a huge dilemma in their hands . Zamian is in the blood, a Louisiana gang, who tries to jump out but who knew that one last drop could change Jayla and Zamian's life forev...