Hurt To Be Loved

Chapter 1

'Wake yo punk ass up!'
"AGGHHH" Alicia stop that damn screaming! Done told you bout that mess already hoe!" 'Sway, sway, Sway, it's Sway in the morning' Ugggh I forgot to turn down this radio last night when my drunken Mam-*WHAM* "Tf you was up here screaming for young hoe?" I know this man ain't just come up in here and slap m- *BOP* "Ain't yo mama teach you to speak when spoken to?" . "HUH?! You' n here a HNIC speaking?!" It is too damn early in the morning for this bull!  He needa get tf out my face! This the last time! "Huh" "SHUTUP YOU BUG LOOKIN ASS NIGGA, all dusty cocaine dabbed on the nose ass nigga. Stank breath can never find a job ass nigga. Back pay in chile support but can never pay nigga get tf out my face, room, day, and life! You a disgrace and ain't my daddy so leave my space! If you touch me again imma get that mace!" *footsteps* Yea he betta leave! Y'all see what I gotta deal with? Anyway wassup, my names Alicia. I'm a 18 year old dark skin girl from Miami, Fl. Oh you ain't knowww? My city! 'WE ALL THE WAY LIVE, WE ALL THE WAY LIVEEE'. Anyway I'm a senior in highschool, don't worry bout which one either because we packed and overpopulated. It's enough BaeBae kids as it is, I ain't taking no chance in telling y'all and having another JAWN pop up. Mmm, mmm, mmm. Not me but imma let y'all go cuz I'm finna' get ready. Is that aight witchu? Nah? Oh.. I ain't care anyway, bye.