Alexandria wiped her mother’s tears from her eyes.
“I don’t tell hardly anybody that story. All of my friends that were there and my sister, we barely talk about it, either.”
“I’m so sorry.” Alexandria hugged her.
“It’s okay, honey. I just don’t want to see the same thing happen to you that happened to me. That’s why I’m so involved in the church because I don’t want to see young people living that way. Street life is horrible. You never know if you will wake up today or tomorrow, and you can’t promise your loved ones that they won’t be killed right along with you. That gun man could have easily killed me too.”
“Wow, I never thought about that.”
“I just want you to be ready, so that if the day comes that Curtis can’t take care of you, you won’t find yourself lost like I was. You are pretty much an adult now. You have to think about yourself and your son.”
“I hear you, mom. I still can’t believe you were with a drug dealer. Never in a million years would I have thought it.”
“You do things when you are young that you will never do as a grown woman.”
After sharing more time with her mother, she finally understood what she was saying all along. Alexandria didn’t want to find herself living in public housing ever again and she never wanted to be under her parents’ roof again. But, after talking to her mother, she knew she never would be able to live the life Curtis allowed her to while working a nine to five. She didn’t know what she needed to do, but she figured she would start taking money anyway that she could.
Chapter Ten
“Damn, it smells good like sum’in serious!” Curtis announced as he walked into his house.
He sat his Gucci duffle bag at the bottom of the steps, and then walked into the kitchen where he found Alexandria cooking.
“Baby, I didn’t hear you come in.”
“Of course, you didn’t with that loud shit playing.” He was referring to the stereo that she often listened to while she cooked or cleaned.
Alexandria turned the music down. Curtis walked over to Timmy Jr. and kissed him on his chubby cheek. He walked over to Alexandria, hugged her, and kissed her on her forehead. He loved going home to the both of them. Timmy Jr. adored Curtis and his face lit up wherever he was around.
“I missed you, baby. How was your day?”
“Good, baby. I made a lot of money, shitted on a couple of haters, and I got something for you. I think you’ll like that shit.”
“For real? What is it?”
“You have to wait ‘til later. Now, kiss me.” He pulled her into a kiss. “Love you, girl.”
“Love you too.”
It had been over six months since they had been together, so the love was still fresh and good. They fucked often and Curtis kept Alexandria with whatever she needed and shit she didn’t need. The same was for Timmy Jr. But, he was a hustler, and pussy was easy to get at when you had money. Curtis was sexy, about 5’8, two hundred pounds, and his dark skin was sexy on his muscular frame. He had been to jail for six months and his body showed it. Once he was released, he kept up his muscles by working out every day.
Just before he came home, his other bitch, Karen, was being a bitch to him. She wasn’t getting money like she used to since Curtis loved another bitch. She wasn’t getting fucked like she used to, either.
Curtis went to her house because he heard that she fucked one of his homeboys. He didn’t give a fuck about Karen, but he wasn’t feeling her fucking one of his niggas. His crew clowned him about sleeping with a tramp and often said she’d share her pussy with anybody.
When Curtis busted through her door, she knew he was mad from the scary look on his face. “Bitch! Why the fuck I’m hearing you fucked my nigga, King? You know that shit ain’t cool!” Curtis probably wouldn’t have
“I don’t tell hardly anybody that story. All of my friends that were there and my sister, we barely talk about it, either.”
“I’m so sorry.” Alexandria hugged her.
“It’s okay, honey. I just don’t want to see the same thing happen to you that happened to me. That’s why I’m so involved in the church because I don’t want to see young people living that way. Street life is horrible. You never know if you will wake up today or tomorrow, and you can’t promise your loved ones that they won’t be killed right along with you. That gun man could have easily killed me too.”
“Wow, I never thought about that.”
“I just want you to be ready, so that if the day comes that Curtis can’t take care of you, you won’t find yourself lost like I was. You are pretty much an adult now. You have to think about yourself and your son.”
“I hear you, mom. I still can’t believe you were with a drug dealer. Never in a million years would I have thought it.”
“You do things when you are young that you will never do as a grown woman.”
After sharing more time with her mother, she finally understood what she was saying all along. Alexandria didn’t want to find herself living in public housing ever again and she never wanted to be under her parents’ roof again. But, after talking to her mother, she knew she never would be able to live the life Curtis allowed her to while working a nine to five. She didn’t know what she needed to do, but she figured she would start taking money anyway that she could.
Chapter Ten
“Damn, it smells good like sum’in serious!” Curtis announced as he walked into his house.
He sat his Gucci duffle bag at the bottom of the steps, and then walked into the kitchen where he found Alexandria cooking.
“Baby, I didn’t hear you come in.”
“Of course, you didn’t with that loud shit playing.” He was referring to the stereo that she often listened to while she cooked or cleaned.
Alexandria turned the music down. Curtis walked over to Timmy Jr. and kissed him on his chubby cheek. He walked over to Alexandria, hugged her, and kissed her on her forehead. He loved going home to the both of them. Timmy Jr. adored Curtis and his face lit up wherever he was around.
“I missed you, baby. How was your day?”
“Good, baby. I made a lot of money, shitted on a couple of haters, and I got something for you. I think you’ll like that shit.”
“For real? What is it?”
“You have to wait ‘til later. Now, kiss me.” He pulled her into a kiss. “Love you, girl.”
“Love you too.”
It had been over six months since they had been together, so the love was still fresh and good. They fucked often and Curtis kept Alexandria with whatever she needed and shit she didn’t need. The same was for Timmy Jr. But, he was a hustler, and pussy was easy to get at when you had money. Curtis was sexy, about 5’8, two hundred pounds, and his dark skin was sexy on his muscular frame. He had been to jail for six months and his body showed it. Once he was released, he kept up his muscles by working out every day.
Just before he came home, his other bitch, Karen, was being a bitch to him. She wasn’t getting money like she used to since Curtis loved another bitch. She wasn’t getting fucked like she used to, either.
Curtis went to her house because he heard that she fucked one of his homeboys. He didn’t give a fuck about Karen, but he wasn’t feeling her fucking one of his niggas. His crew clowned him about sleeping with a tramp and often said she’d share her pussy with anybody.
When Curtis busted through her door, she knew he was mad from the scary look on his face. “Bitch! Why the fuck I’m hearing you fucked my nigga, King? You know that shit ain’t cool!” Curtis probably wouldn’t have
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