Hood Misfits by Brick & Storm

Author:Brick & Storm [Brick & Storm]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, African American, Contemporary Women, Urban
ISBN: 9781601626257
Google: L5-6ngEACAAJ
Amazon: 1601626258
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2014-08-26T04:00:00+00:00

Ray-Ray

A week. Seven days I’d been in that place.

The welt on my face was going down. I was locked in Gina’s room. She took care of me. I didn’t know what I would have done without that girl. Yeah, she was dense as fuck, but she had proved to be smarter than me. She was surviving and I was barely living after Dame damn near beat me to death. Once she had nursed me back to consciousness, she had been with me none stop. She brought me food and even picked up the two teeth Dame had knocked out and saved them for me. Inwardly I laughed at it. I didn’t know why she did that, but I thanked her anyway. I stood and look at my body in her full length mirror.

There I was sixteen with no parents. My long jet black hair flowed down my back. I was thankful my skin was dark otherwise the bruises and cuts would look much worse. My full thick chocolate thighs had lumps of welts all over them, front and back. First time Gina had gotten me into the shower and turned the water on I screamed like hell. Shit burned me. Then she put some shit she called turpentine on me along with alcohol and peroxide. She took care of me. I think she got a kick out of having a real life doll. She even trimmed my pussy hairs then waxed it too. Removed all the hair from my whole body. It probably would have hurt if I hadn’t been out of my mind during it.

Now, I stood there looking at my naked body. I had some cuts under my breasts from where I had put the razors. Yeah more welts covered me from head to feet. Gina had said a few of the niggas I’d cut was hoping Dame let them have another go at me.

My eyes watered and glazed over as I stared at myself. I missed my mama and my daddy so much. I cried a lot at night. I was always scared I was going to have to fight again. I was tired of fighting.

You hear me, mama? I’m tired of fighting right now.

I just wanted my old life back. I wanted my old friends. I wanted to go to school again. I wanted to read my books and pretend I could be a writer one day. I wanted to dress in my fresh gear and roam the mall with my bestie Dominique. Fresh tears rolled down my cheeks as Gina walked in.

“Hey, Ray-Ray. Good you up. Daddy talking to that nigga Trigga about cleaning house. They took some niggas from the house to the middle of street and capped’em. You better hope he let you stay here. He selling bitches to that big Magilla Gorilla Rick Ross looking mafucking pimp. You think Daddy bad? You ain’t seen shit. You’d be dead by now fucking with that silver back ape looking nigga,” she said.

I couldn’t say anything.

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