Every good girl needs a lil' thug
Every block boy needs a lil' love
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"I just don't see why dat Nigga came up on me like dat. Just cause I said no too. Like ew. For someone who obviously hears no often, he sure can't take it" Assiana says to her best friend, Kelsey.
Kelsey nods.
"He ain't even ugly, just dam disrespectful. He can go take several seats" she replies.
Assiana shakes her head as they left their school, waving at a couple students and teachers as they left.
Assiana Elliot. 18 years old, about 145 pounds and 5 feet 4 inches.
A pretty dark skin girl in her last year of high school. She'd been best friends with Kelsey Preston for almost her whole life. Ever since she could remember atleast. Even their families were close with her mom being friends with Kelsey's.
"You coming over today or nah?" Kelsey asks as they make it to their cars.
Assiana shakes her head.
"Nah. My mom said she wants me to come straight home today. We can prolly chill tomorrow though. We can go by Felix n'em" she says. Kelsey nods and they go their separate ways.
Assiana hums to herself as she goes home, blasting her Favourite music as she drives and looks at the jeep parked in her driveway confused.
What the shit?
Parking her car, she hops out, checking the car out.
This the exact car I been wanting.... Mama you didn't.... She thought as she looked at the sleek black wrangler.
Lawd I'm getting wet just thinking bout sittin in em seats chile. She swooned.
Grabbing her book bag, she heads inside, grinning from ear to ear.
Closing the door behind her, she turns around only to let out a squeak and almost jump clean out her skin as she faces a tall guy she'd never seen before.
"Holy shi-"
"Siana! You home, finally" she hears her mom say as she looks at the tall boy who glanced up at her nonchalantly before looking at his phone.
Assiana steps past him before following her mom's voice to the kitchen.
"Mama who is that big ass nigg-"
"You better fix your mouth to say something proper to me lil girl" Katrina warns her daughter as she scurries around the kitchen.
Assiana pursed her lips.
"Boy.... Big ass boy..... who the hell is that?" She asked.
Katrina takes a sip of the sauce she'd made for the fried chicken and hums in approval.
Mama kat you did it again.
Turning to her daughter she gestures for her to sit down and looks around the corner to see where the boy was. He'd moved from the wall he leaned on and went around to the living room so she would be able to talk freely.
"You remember your uncle Arthur?" She asked as she went back over to the stove and started wiping the area down.
She such a workaholic. Assiana thought.
She tried to match the name she'd mentioned to a face and nodded after remembering the large man that use to come around when she was younger.
"You mean your old friend from school?" She asked.
Katrina nods.
"Well ........ he died" she says, a solemn look on her face as she recalled her old friend.
they were both busy and couldn't keep in touch much but that didn't stop her from considering him a dear friend.
Assiana gasped.
"Oh no... mom are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm fine, I'm fine...... it happened a while back and I went to the funeral.... It was around the time I had the business trip so I didn't really tell you about it. But other than that, he had a son, Ares. And I was put down as his god parent and guardian in case of any mishaps. His mom already died when he was born and he has no other immediate family members so...... now he's here." She explains.
Assiana nods, listening to her mother intently.
"That's..... so sad. How did he die?"
Katrina shrugs, turning to the sink.
"They say he overdosed on a bunch of stuff.... He probably had a hard time coping with losing Lisa. He loved that woman dearly.-"
"But he left his son behind....." Assiana couldn't help but feel sympathetic towards the boy in the other room.
"Sometimes when people are drowning in their own pain... they're numb to the pain of others or the pain they'll cause trying to make themselves happy.
But what's done is done. Ares is gonna be moving in with us and starting school with you. I'm gonna be busy so I hope I can trust you to make him feel comfortable in our home" Katrina tells her daughter.
Assiana nods before realizing something.
"W-Wait so you telling me that jeep outside ain't mine"
"Girl you couldn't even fill a Jeep's gas tank much less afford the car itself. You better focus on'em books so you can afford whatever the hell you want in the future" her mom says.
Assiana grovels.
Ares played with the switch blade in his hand as he waited for some one to come show him his room.
He only slightly remembered the Elliot's. Only that aunt Katrina was sweet while her daughter was annoying as fuck.
Even as a kid he could tell that. The constant pushing and shoving and her irritating laughter.
He could only assume she'd changed even slightly.
He caught a glimpse of her but was blinded by the light from the door and windows, after which he didn't care to spare another glance.
His fatigue from having to deal with social workers and moving his stuff out of his dead fathers home was getting to him, making him 10x more miserable. Not to mention he was hungry.
And you're not you when you're hungry.
Felix: you here yet?
He looked at the message from his friend and replied.
Ares: yah came not too long ago. Waiting for em to show me my room.
Felix: shit I'm just ready for you to start at my school no cap. And now you living on my side, we gon have more link ups and do business better.
Ares agrees as he reads the message.
Ares: fo sho.
Felix: I'm having a link up tomo. Pull up and I introduce you to some people. Shit I can prolly get a couple females give you that Knoxville welcome. (Imaginary place)
Ares laughs.
Ares: shit sign me up. I ain't get some In bout 4 months. Sheeshh.
Felix: gon have to break that dry spell. I ain't know you one of em celibate niggas.
Ares: nah nah.... I was just stressed out and after home girl and I broke up and that shit went down with my pops I ain't really wanna mess w nobody forreal. Just was getting my money up, that's it.
Felix: I see, that's why you was tryna do allat extra work.
Ares: yeh.
Felix: well since you out here now, you can do allat work and more. And bro you my fam, if you wanna talk to somebody I'm here. No homo. You know me n quay place open to you. Y'all my Niggas and ain't shit we gotta face alone aiite.
Ares: i know man I just ain't wanna talk about it.
Felix: I get you.
Ares: I think they coming now though so I'll prolly call y'all niggas up later for a game or suhm.
Felix: aiite.
Ares looked up as he saw someone turn the corner to enter the living room and couldn't help but check the girl out.
Dam Assiana.
He looked up at her as she came to stand in front of him and he had to admit she'd really grown to be a fine ass girl.
Forehead still big as hell though. Tractor cranium head ass.
Standing up, he pursed his lips as he looked down at her short Frame.
"Dam yo head big as hell si"
"Least my dad ain dead. This big ass forehead got a daddy"
"Yah he just left yo ugly ass"
"....."
"Yeh shut the fuck up. Where am sleeping at?"