"Why you cheat on my mama nigga!?" I asked, while tightening the rope around his hands.
"I thought she was cheating!" He said with aggression. "You know she cheated on them other niggas, she gets around!" He laughed.
"You're not the others though Johnathan, she actually loved, cared, and wanted you." I said, hesitantly and rubbing the gun on his forehead.
"So this how every nigga that cheated on your mama ended up dead?" He asked smiling.
"Yes sir." I answered smiling back. Pointing the gun at his head, then pulling the trigger.
POW!
I woke up, I been having the same dream since I killed that man. I didn't feel guilt, I just felt like he didn't deserve to die on that specific day. He cheated on my mama, because he assumed that she was cheating! When in reality, you suppose to sit down and talk things through. I killed over seven men, that cheating on my mama or even broke her heart. All the pain they gave her, I made them feel worse.
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"I'm Kayden Johnson, and I just transferred here!" I repeated for the 100th time in the mirror.
I just transferred from Kilt's High, to Mount High School. Kilt's was a school in the hood, I lived where there were robberies, gang violence, driveby shootings, you name it!
Everything's so boogie here, I live where it's peaceful, where the big and beautiful houses are. I know I'm going to miss being in the hood, being with my niggas and seeing all my bitches. There's so many interesting people here in Mount, especially the females!
I picked the perfect outfit, to start my first day off right. Put my grillz in, my diamond earrings and I put on my customized diamond pinky ring. I came from nothing, I got all this when I was selling drugs and with the gang, this time I want things to be different.
"Kayden! Baby!" She paused.... "make sure you don't miss that bus!" I heard my mama yell from downstairs.
"I know mama, I'm comi-!" I got cut off by the loud slam of the front door.
My mama don't really make time for me anymore. All of her boyfriends always got more attention from her than I did, and yes I'm bothered by it! I love my mama more than anything, but I question myself often. "How can I love someone, who doesn't give me the time of the day to love them?" I don't like thinking like that, but I think it's because my love is actually real!
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I got on the bus, it felt like everyone eyes were on me, and it made me nervous.
"Oh he fine!", "he so chocolate!", a group of girls shouting from the back of the bus.
"That's the new boy!", "he's not even all that!" a bunch of guys shouted , I heard the jealousy.
I shook my head and smiled, then sat in the second seat in the front. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad, like I was thinking it would! One of the girls came from the back of the bus, and sat beside me. She jumped in the seat with a lot of excitement but it was very aggressive.
"Hey! Oh my God! Your eyes are gorgeous, they look like chocolate milk!" She said widening here eyes to see better.
"Appreciate it." I said awkwardly.
