Jeremiah pov
My mom pushed me onto her bed, and she was trying to pull down my shorts. I kicked her.
My younger brothers just watched, and my moms new boyfriend who moved with us last week ain't even here.
"Ma stop!" I yell.
She ends up pulling down my shorts, and I smack her as hard as I could.
She froze, and grabbed her face.
I can't believe I just did that.
Anger filled her face, and she pulled down her pajama pants.
I kicked her, and pulled my shorts back up. I got up off the bed, and wrapped my arms around her putting her in a head lock.
"Choke me. Yo father ain't gone take you back." She said between breaths.
She started wheezing, and I let go of her. I pushed my brothers out the way, and ran downstairs. I put the first shoes I could find which is my Jordan 13 breds, and I run out the house as fast as I could. I run down the block, and around the corner, and run as fast as I could for 10 minutes until I reach Anna's house.
I run and stumble up the porch, and bang on the door nonstop until Anna finally opens the door in a sports bra, and boy shorts.
"J-Jeremiah, the fuck you doin here?!"
"I can't stay here. I can't."
She pulled me inside. "Bro ya trill? Wha happen?"
She examines my face. "Cuh you got bruises! Bae you good!?"
I shake my head no. "I can't stay there. I can't." Tears roll down my face.
"Aye lets go to the corner store, and talk bout it." She said running upstairs. She shortly came downstairs in black baggy sweatpants, timberlands, and black crop top sweater putting money in her pocket.
She opens the door and we walk out. "Miah what's wrong? Ian never seen you cry before you posed ta be da tuff one!"
I wipe my tears. "My mom."
"Yo mom?! Shit I could punch that bitch out in 3.5 seconds ion care if I'm 12." Anna said punching the air. Her blond silky hair bounced while she did so getting all over her face.
"Nah....she force me to fuck her."
Anna froze. She clenched her fist. Really? Miah! We gotta beat that bitch out! And come in dere wit a chopper! Like pew pew! And shoot up all yo fugly ahh halfie brodas too!"
"Anna. Guh calm down. Imma jus never come back."
"Nah. Nah. I'm the one that does revenge. You too nice Miah, I understand you raped lil Egy, and you tryna change, buh you gotta toughen up! When my dad was shot in the head by a nigga I is mean as fuck! I Ain't even cry! My mom ain't even cry either cuh she hated his red head ass! You gone be like fucking skadoosh with that niceness, and be like Imma hulk bitch Imma shoot you and fuck yo grandma wit-wit her shriveledup dick!"
A smirk appeared on my face while she ranted.
She pecked my lips and patted my back. "You could stay with me." She said softly.
"And we could go to the same school again." She added on.
I looked at her. "Wha yo mom and stepdad would say?"
She sucked her teeth. "Maan, fuck em. All them bitches do is smoke weed, and get stoked. Especially my momma. Buh my momma ugly as hell she could go eat my stepdads shriveled up dick. They hillbilly asses could get the fuck on. All the literally do is get high with other people they invite."
We decided not to go to the corner store, and we went to the gas station. I walked by all the snacks, and I saw Anna staring at something. I walked and looked at her, and she was staring at a whole shelf of weed and cigarettes in awe.
She looked at me. "I neva smoked before."
I smirked, and she did too and looked back at the wall of cigarettes. She went and picked up 2 packs, and looked around, and she then quickly put them in her pocket.
She motioned her head as if to follow her, and I did as we went to the chips section. We both got chips, and soda for our choice, and we went to the cash register, and she payed for the snacks.
We left, and we began walking back to her house.
She pulled out a box of cigarretes, and a lighter.
"You stole a lighter too?"
She nodded. "Yea why? This is weed right?"
I looked at the box. "It says weed on it bae." I say taking one out.
I gave the box back to her, and she took one out, and put the box back in her pocket, and lit the cigarette.
I took the lighter from her, and lit mine.
She coughed. "It burns the fuck out your throat."
I laughed, and and took a hit.
"It don't burn mine, just don't smoke it in too much." I say.
She obeyed, and she looked at it. "Oh. It's not dat bad."
We smoked until we reached her house. We dropped the weed on the sidewalk, and stepped and slid out foot for the cigarette to not be lit nomore, and not cause no fire and shit.
We walked up her porch, and I'm her house since the door is open. There were many voices throughout the house.
A man walked up to us. He had brown hair, and green eyes. "Aye bad An."
Anna rolled her eyes. "Sup uncle."
She grabbed my hand, and we quickly walked upstairs and into her room. She closed and locked her room door, and went I lay on her bed.
She went under her bed and pulled out a Jordan's box. She put it on the bed, and I sat up. She opened it, and there were 3 guns.
My eyes widened. "Damn guh! Where the fuck you get guns from!?"
"I stole em from police. Them bitches don't even realize with they fat balooga whale asses." Anna laughed. She put her hair into a messy bun.
She picked one up. "This one, when police came to school to talk to us about bullcrap, when we was goin back to class, I stole it when he was talkin to a teacher."
She put it down, and picked up the other two. "I stole these from crime scenes. They was investigating, and the person who did the crime left they gun, and they was doin all that extra shit with they gloves, and I just took the gun and left." She shrugged.
She took one, and shot a bullet at a picture with various bullets holes on it. It was a guy with red hair and blue eyes.
"Is that yo pops?"
She nodded. "He could go suck a dick in hell. That's where he most likely is anyway. Buh is we gone shoot up yo moms or wha?"
I stand up and take a gun. "Shit yea. Buh nah my brothers. They could go live with all they fathers."
Anna laughed. "Yo momma a hoe or wha?"
"Her recent unborn baby died because she was forcing me to fuck her too much." I say lowly.
"Oh....so yo momma is a hoe."
I nod. "I guess, I mean, me, and the rest of my brothers each all got different fathers."
She laughed. "Damn Miah, buh leggo and sneak in late at night, and you pack a backpack of shit. If she come out, and see you, shoot that bitch up."
"In the leg."
She groaned. "Miah come oonnnnn"
"That's my mother guh!"
"Bae, she rapes you."
I look at her with pleading eyes.
She sighed. "Fine. The leg."
I lay back on her bed while she put the guns back in the box, and under the bed.
She lays next to me, and music begins blasting from downstairs.
I looked at her. "You shot somebody before?"
"My stepdad in the arm because ion like him, and he gots me fucked up."
I laughed. "You a bully."
She crossed her arms. "Ion care."