Crowned Crew: Heights POVs & Stories (The Heights Crew) by E. M. Moore

Author:E. M. Moore [Moore, E. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-24T18:30:00+00:00

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My fingers tremble, but I shake the anxiety away as I peer up at the tower looming in front of me.

I dropped my mom off at the shitty motel she’s stayed at in the past, too fucking high to make it home on her own. She used to go to school with the dude who owns the place, so he lets her stay there when she needs it. When I walked up with her leaning all over me, he didn’t even ask questions. He slid a key with a triangular keychain across the cracked Formica front desk and gave me a nod. He’s a good dude, and I’ll make sure I remember that.

As soon as we got into the room, she fell on top of the closest mattress, lying on it horizontally, which is where I left her, and more than likely, that’s where she’s still snoring off her latest binge.

Three buses later, and here I am, my sights set on the tallest building in the Heights. I used up almost all the money I had left from when we lived in Spring Hill on the fare to get here. When she had the job, Mom used to give me a couple twenty dollar bills every paycheck. I would buy what I needed and save the rest in preparation for a time like this.

Those assholes in Spring Hill would’ve laughed at my measly money stash. Their allowances were probably twice what I was given if they even needed cash at all. They didn’t strike me as the kinds of kids that were wanting for anything.

I tried so badly to hate them, and I did. Most of them.

There was one though. One who was actually decent. Too good for Spring Hill, and definitely too good for the Heights and people like me.

I walk down the cracked sidewalk, trying to prep myself for what I’ll have to do inside. Litter lines the edges of the street, but the closer I get to the tower, the cleaner everything becomes. I don’t know if it’s because the Crew actually takes care of this area because we’re so close to their headquarters or if it’s because no one wants to drop their trash next to where the king of the Crew lives.

King of the Crew. AKA, Kingston Marx.

He’s a dick, but he’s a smart dick. A part of me can’t help but look up to him because of that. He grew up here in the Heights, but never let that deter him. He moved up the city’s ranks until he could sit in the tallest building in the Heights. Now, everyone has to look up if they want to see him.

He’s a lucky fuck. And right now, I could use a shitton of luck.

Without my grandparents’ help and with my mom unable to do anything, supporting my mom and me just got dropped on my shoulders.

We could leave. With what money? I’m not sure. We could get the hell out of the Heights, though, and try over again in another town other than Spring Hill, but let’s get real.

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