Girls from da Hood 14 by Treasure Hernandez

Author:Treasure Hernandez [Treasure Hernandez, Marcus Weber]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2020-11-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Sable

The love-hate relationship we’d grown to revel in since childhood had ended. The beatings had gone too far. My life was in constant turmoil, trying to love this man. I had to get the fuck out of Dodge—and fast. Mike Mike moved lightly in his sleep, cuddled up close with his arm draped over my stiff body. Nothing had gone as planned thus far, and I knew Jazz was waiting impatiently for my vehicle to pull up. The digital red numbers on the clock read 5:22 a.m., and the sun was slowly trying to creep up.

“Baby,” I whispered to him, nudging his side. “I’ve gotta go pee.” I tried coming up with anything so that I could get ghost. But in the long run, this lie was the best excuse for me to attempt to get out from underneath him. If he’d thought I was bullshitting with him, things would get worse. “Babe—”

Opening his eyes, he grimaced with pain. “Bring me one of those strong painkillers, ma. My head is thumping.” Closing his eyes, Mike Mike rolled over, rubbing his temples, trying to relieve pressure.

Hurrying to the medicine cabinet which resembled a well-stocked narcotic pharmacy, I scanned the shelves for a Motrin or Tramadol. Every time he sent me to the emergency room for some trauma or blunt force to the head, the doctors prescribed these. Stopping on the Valium, I snatched the orange bottle off the shelf and read the warning label. “May cause drowsiness, alcohol intensifies the effect, may cause blurred vision and dizziness.” Perfect.

Unscrewing the cap, I took three out and filled a glass of water for him to wash them down. It wasn’t the best plan laid by a genius, but the only way I saw to buy me enough time to get out. If Mike Mike noticed his money had been tampered with, he’d beat me dead for sure. Hopefully, the pills would make him sicker than a dog or too delirious to react to me disappearing. Either way, I needed time to get out of Detroit.

“Here, baby,” I handed him three small pills and the water. “These will help with the headache and nausea soon to come,” I lied.

“Yeah, my girl be having all the shit. We ought to start slanging these in the streets.” He popped them down his throat before taking a large gulp of water.

“I’ve made a few friends, some nurses from being down there so much who can probably hook me up with a few scripts for some side cash.” Even though he heard the truth, I knew there’d be no chance of my sold pipe dream to play out for him.

“Cool, that’s what’s up,” he groggily replied, making me wonder if the Valium had kicked in already. “Start putting that shit together, ma.” Mike Mike rested his head on the pillow as I moved toward the dresser to pull out some clothes and underwear.

“Oh, for sure. Let me get her number out and put it on the nightstand, so I’ll make sure to remember,” I played it off.

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