Not Another Thug Story by Desiree

Author:Desiree [Desiree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-01-21T22:00:00+00:00

Moment I stepped out of the store, hoodie on. Sunrise had already passed. Officially the start of a new day. Hair hanging freely with a polo hat on. Michael Kors bag in hand as I moved. Texting my play sister to check on my daughter. To take her mind off of my mama in the hospital, I let her spend the night at her best friend’s house. So they’re currently finishing up a sleep over, and in a few hours I know it was going to be time to pick her up. Daylight was breaking as the sun stayed hidden behind murky clouds. I moved across the parking lot on this cold Sunday morning. Minding my own business when I heard someone shout my name.

“CASHMERE?!” I heard as I stopped in the middle of the parking lot to look around. Confused. Only to then see D’Angelo walking with those shoulders bouncing. One in front of the other, shifting with each step as he looked around. Hazel eyes catching streaks of the sunlight breaking through the clouds before staring back at me. Keys in his hand, simple jacket over his work clothes as he took his time like this was a runway show.

“Come here!” He yelled, demanding my presence as I cocked my head back with an ignorant shriek of nigga the fuck?! Psssh! Pullease my dude.

“I don’t have time for this nigga,” I muttered, turning back around as I kept moving. Ready to cross the last part of the parking lot before climbing up the grassy hill onto the bus stop where the bench was. Few of my coworkers that I barely talk to already sitting on the bench with another standing near the sign. Waiting.

“CASHMERE?!” D’Angelo yelled again as I turned around. “I said come here!” He repeated, voice deep from the lungs. “Come here,” he repeated. “I can give you a ride---.”

“For what?!” I snapped, irritated. Stomping my way over to him, knowing damn well I was about to take this free ride in a warm vehicle over a stuffy ass bus full of sickly people. Shit. When I walked to the truck, he opened the driver’s side.

“Get in on the other side,” was all he said as I walked around. Opening my side to slide through in the passenger seat. Truck clean as ever. Not a single piece of paper misplaced. Not even a candy wrapper or a cup to show that he ate in the truck. Closing his door, he started to crank the engine, letting it warm up a bit as he sat back in his seat. Hazel eyes almost faded in color as he looked at me with a stone face.

“If people see me in here with you, they’re gonna think something is up for real---.”

“Why did you run yo fucking mouth about what happened between---.”

“Nah uh!” I hollered, hand out with a shake of my head. Knowing he had a secret hood side to him, I just didn’t expect it to come out on me.

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