He started unbuckling his belt and I closed my eyes, preparing myself for the pain...
“Ay lowe her man, we weren’t even doing shit ... she was asleep and I came and knocked on the door to bring you in on some shit” the room was just silent and I weren’t feeling no impacts on my body so I opened my eyes.
Tyrell was standing there like the cogs in his brain were turning ...
“Nothing’s going on yeah ... so what you’re the ‘boomting lighty’ that Marcus and them were talking about...? The one that caused you to get pissed with them Stockwell niggas.... SKEEEN!!! I should have clocked. I SHOULD HAVE FUCKING CLOCKED. ALWAYS GOT YOUR EYES ON MY SISTER, BUT I THOUGHT NAH, HE’S JUST FANTASISING AND SHIT ... NAH NAH NAH .... I SHOULD HAVE FUCKED YOU UP THAT TIME WHEN DARIUS SAID YOU FUCKING LIKED HER.... MY BOY ... MY BOY AND MY SISTER.” He looked at me, and put his belt back on. “Say nay init, don’t come to me when he fucks around on you with some next light skin sket ... fucking obsessed with lighties....” Tyrell walked out of my room mumbling to himself.
I layed on my bedroom floor for a bit longer and started getting up. Kemar walked over and helped me up.
“Are you alright??” I nodded my head, and then felt some sharp pain at the back of my head. I put my hand there, but luckily there was no blood. I looked at my bedroom floor. When Tyrell dashed me across the room bare of my shit went flying off my desk. I didn’t even bother to pick it up. I suddenly started feeling dizzy and the room started spinning. The next thing I knew Kyle had lifted me up and carried me over to my bed.
Just as he put the covers over me, my mum walked into the room
“Ciara ... what the hell is going on?? Why is all your shit on the floor?” yes my mum swears openly like that, she don’t even see it as a ting, but when I swear she’s ready to bruck my rass ... you should hear her speakin patois like say shes not South American .. Anyways ... I think my mum clocked I wasn’t in a talking mood so she started questioning him instead
“Why are you two in here alone??” Kyle looked at me like he didn’t know what to say ... I nodded as if to say ‘tell her’
“We’re ... going out now ...” you should have seen the way my mum’s face try twiss up ...
“Are you not like 20??” oh gosh, here we go.... “What, you can’t get girls your own age, is that it??” my mum was being so unnecessarily rude...
“MUM!!” I shouted, my voice cracked nicely as well, “are you not the one always preaching to me about following my heart, and not ending up like you, practically a single mother to five nappy-head children??”
“Whatever ... on both your head’s be it when Tyrell & Anton find out” she started laughing, then kissed her teeth and walked out, mumbling in Portuguese.
I started feeling bare tired, so I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep. I felt his weight moving about on the bed so I opened my eyes
“I’m gonna go and talk to Tyrell now ... and then I’m going home. I’ll call you in the morning” he kissed me on the forehead and walked out.
I heard my bedroom door knocking a few hours later. The door opened and Tyrell walked in holding one of those king-size Dairy Milk bars ... he used to do this all the time when we would fight when we were younger. He put it on my bedside drawers and sat down on the bed.
“I’m sorry ... all I’m saying now is that you best get him on a tight leash, or prepare for your heart to be broken very soon. I spoke to Anton before, he thinks its funny ... I don’t. Anyways .. I’m out. Sorry” he kissed me on my forehead as well and went out ... I went back to sleep.
Saturday, 27 February 2010
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
Chapter 5
It was a shank. Shit, I started praying to god that they would let me go.
“Oi, Seun, leave her the fuck alone man, these south niggas are more equipped than us. Put the fucking shank down” We were still in south London so I didn’t understand why he referred to Kyle’s niggas as south mandem.
‘Seun’ ignored him and said again, “what you got for me bitch??” I heard bare banging come from downstairs, and then some next nigga came up the stairs.
He took a gun out of his boxers and pointed it at ‘Seun’
“You best remove that shank before I have to put a bullet in you” Seun moved the shank from my throat and started laughing. His bredrin banged him in the face and went back in the yard. This mystery nigga took my hand and dragged me down the stairs, to where Kyle was on the phone.
“Yeah … these Stockwell niggas are fucking crazy … I don’t give a fuck, they put a fucking shank to my wife’s neck … listen yeah, stop fucking talking and get these niggas sorted out or I’ll do it myself.” He locked off the phone and walked towards me. He tried to hug me but I just pushed past him and got in the back of the car. The other guy got in the front, and then a car that was identical to ours came past and stopped next to Kyle. They spoke for a bit and then he came and got in the car.
I silently sat in the back of the car for the whole ride; I didn’t speak one word, just put in my headphones and blasted some slow jams…
“So since when did you become a one woman man bredrin??”... That was Kyle’s bredrin talkin…
“What you talking about bruv, who said I’m a one woman man” I heard them start benning and shit … skeen, is that how it is, yeah?? I just risked my life for this fucking nigga and he’s here chatting shit. SNM!
“You said she’s your wife so man just assumed init…??”
“Nah, nah … soon doe init” he caught my eye in the rear mirror and smiled but I just screwed him
“Skeen … you’re fucking obsessed with lighties man … you need to jump on some proper brown skin girls”
“Nah, nah … it’s all about the lighties man, especially the ones with dimples, jheeze!” They started benning and then my phone started ringing; it was my godsister Karina
“Hello…”
“I like the way you try ditch us before, I bet it was for man aswell you hoe,” she said rudely
“Shut up doe … man will fuck you up differently next time I see you init,” I started laughing “anyways, wah yuh wan?? Mi nuh have time fi yuh crawney self”
“You wanna come Westfield’s tomorrow??” she asked. I was contemplating it…
“Ermm … I dunno, I’ll holla you in the morning to let you know.”
“Aite bye” she locked off and I went back to listening to my jams
After a while, I clocked we weren’t driving back towards ends, but I kinda recognised where we were. We were like near Victoria station in London … skeen, these people must think I wouldn’t just jump out the car and jump a train home. Silly motherfuckers. We finally stopped in some Drive Thru McDonald’s car park. Kyle got out of the car and was making a phone call, and the other guy got out and went into the McDonalds. Kyle got back in the car and sat back in the driver’s seat.
He pulled one of my headphones out, nearly ripping my earring out in the process, and then said:
“Come sit up here”
I just screwed him and put my headphones back in. Don’t think this boy didn’t come and sit on the backseat with me, and drag me on top of him.
I was now lying with my head in his lap, and he was staring into my eyes...
“I really like you Ciara ... I know Tyrell’s probly gon bus a switch, but I want you to be my wife ... but I need to talk to him first.” He didn’t wait for me to respond, he just started kissing me...
“Oh shit, sorry. I’ll come back” out of nowhere, some random voice had interrupted our beautiful lipsing session. I looked up to see the other nigga, Rayvon, peeping into the car. I got up and wiped my mouth clean and put my music back in. Kemar got up and went back to the drivers’ seat. Rayvon came and got back in the car then we started moving again....
Before we went back to my house, we had to drop Rayvon at somene’s house, and Kyle had to go divide up the money with someone...
While he went into the house, I sat in the car, thinking about what he said ... first of all, my brother would probably skin me alive and then never chat to Kyle again, as for my mum.... well, let’s just say she’s never liked any of my brothers’ friends.
We went back to my house, luckily no-one was in but we went straight to my room... we had been jamming for a while when I suddenly heard the front door slam shut. I looked at the time; it was 7:30pm ... so it wouldn’t have been my mum coz she normally came home after nine....
I looked at Kyle, tryna work out a place he could hide....
“CIARA!! WHERE YOU AT BITCH?!” shit ... it was Tyrell
Kyle obviously clocked aswell coz he stood up tryna look for somewhere to hide. And before you say why didn’t he hide under the bed, my bed was too low for him to fit under ... I started pushing him towards the wardrobe when my bedroom door banged open. Tyrell was standing in the doorway looking confused....
“Why you in here g??”
Kyle was just standing there with his mouth open, tryna work out what to say obviously. Then Tyrell looked at my hair, which was bare messed up coz I had been running my hands through it.
“Why’s your hair fucked up like that .... And why the fuck are you two in here alone??” we both stayed silent. “SOMEONE BEST FUCKING ANSWER ME!!” then he looked at my bed, which I hadn’t made that morning, and then looked at the two of us, and I knew automatically what he was thinking. He thought I had beat him (I didn’t).
“YOU .. YOU FUCKING TWO!! SO WHAT YOU THINK YOU’RE BRAVE NOW, KYLE YEAH?? BREDRINS OR NOT I WILL FUCK YOUR SHIT UP. WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN FUCK AROUND WITH MANS BABY SISTER AND STILL BE STANDING THERE LIKE A BADMAN!?” he started moving towards Kyle, like he was gonna hurt him, but I jumped in between them.
Tyrell tried pushing me out of the way but I weren’t moving nowhere... so he picked me up and dashed me out of his way, against the wall; I heard some nice connection from when my head hit the wall. He started moving towards me, but Kemar was tryna drag him back, but Tyrell was too strong and he threw him off.
“Ciara, I told you what I would ever do to you if you thought it was alright to become a hoe.” the way he wasn’t even shouting anymore was scaring the shit out of me... he started walking towards me again with some menacing look on his face and I was in way too much pain to beg for mercy....
“Oi, Seun, leave her the fuck alone man, these south niggas are more equipped than us. Put the fucking shank down” We were still in south London so I didn’t understand why he referred to Kyle’s niggas as south mandem.
‘Seun’ ignored him and said again, “what you got for me bitch??” I heard bare banging come from downstairs, and then some next nigga came up the stairs.
He took a gun out of his boxers and pointed it at ‘Seun’
“You best remove that shank before I have to put a bullet in you” Seun moved the shank from my throat and started laughing. His bredrin banged him in the face and went back in the yard. This mystery nigga took my hand and dragged me down the stairs, to where Kyle was on the phone.
“Yeah … these Stockwell niggas are fucking crazy … I don’t give a fuck, they put a fucking shank to my wife’s neck … listen yeah, stop fucking talking and get these niggas sorted out or I’ll do it myself.” He locked off the phone and walked towards me. He tried to hug me but I just pushed past him and got in the back of the car. The other guy got in the front, and then a car that was identical to ours came past and stopped next to Kyle. They spoke for a bit and then he came and got in the car.
I silently sat in the back of the car for the whole ride; I didn’t speak one word, just put in my headphones and blasted some slow jams…
“So since when did you become a one woman man bredrin??”... That was Kyle’s bredrin talkin…
“What you talking about bruv, who said I’m a one woman man” I heard them start benning and shit … skeen, is that how it is, yeah?? I just risked my life for this fucking nigga and he’s here chatting shit. SNM!
“You said she’s your wife so man just assumed init…??”
“Nah, nah … soon doe init” he caught my eye in the rear mirror and smiled but I just screwed him
“Skeen … you’re fucking obsessed with lighties man … you need to jump on some proper brown skin girls”
“Nah, nah … it’s all about the lighties man, especially the ones with dimples, jheeze!” They started benning and then my phone started ringing; it was my godsister Karina
“Hello…”
“I like the way you try ditch us before, I bet it was for man aswell you hoe,” she said rudely
“Shut up doe … man will fuck you up differently next time I see you init,” I started laughing “anyways, wah yuh wan?? Mi nuh have time fi yuh crawney self”
“You wanna come Westfield’s tomorrow??” she asked. I was contemplating it…
“Ermm … I dunno, I’ll holla you in the morning to let you know.”
“Aite bye” she locked off and I went back to listening to my jams
After a while, I clocked we weren’t driving back towards ends, but I kinda recognised where we were. We were like near Victoria station in London … skeen, these people must think I wouldn’t just jump out the car and jump a train home. Silly motherfuckers. We finally stopped in some Drive Thru McDonald’s car park. Kyle got out of the car and was making a phone call, and the other guy got out and went into the McDonalds. Kyle got back in the car and sat back in the driver’s seat.
He pulled one of my headphones out, nearly ripping my earring out in the process, and then said:
“Come sit up here”
I just screwed him and put my headphones back in. Don’t think this boy didn’t come and sit on the backseat with me, and drag me on top of him.
I was now lying with my head in his lap, and he was staring into my eyes...
“I really like you Ciara ... I know Tyrell’s probly gon bus a switch, but I want you to be my wife ... but I need to talk to him first.” He didn’t wait for me to respond, he just started kissing me...
“Oh shit, sorry. I’ll come back” out of nowhere, some random voice had interrupted our beautiful lipsing session. I looked up to see the other nigga, Rayvon, peeping into the car. I got up and wiped my mouth clean and put my music back in. Kemar got up and went back to the drivers’ seat. Rayvon came and got back in the car then we started moving again....
Before we went back to my house, we had to drop Rayvon at somene’s house, and Kyle had to go divide up the money with someone...
While he went into the house, I sat in the car, thinking about what he said ... first of all, my brother would probably skin me alive and then never chat to Kyle again, as for my mum.... well, let’s just say she’s never liked any of my brothers’ friends.
We went back to my house, luckily no-one was in but we went straight to my room... we had been jamming for a while when I suddenly heard the front door slam shut. I looked at the time; it was 7:30pm ... so it wouldn’t have been my mum coz she normally came home after nine....
I looked at Kyle, tryna work out a place he could hide....
“CIARA!! WHERE YOU AT BITCH?!” shit ... it was Tyrell
Kyle obviously clocked aswell coz he stood up tryna look for somewhere to hide. And before you say why didn’t he hide under the bed, my bed was too low for him to fit under ... I started pushing him towards the wardrobe when my bedroom door banged open. Tyrell was standing in the doorway looking confused....
“Why you in here g??”
Kyle was just standing there with his mouth open, tryna work out what to say obviously. Then Tyrell looked at my hair, which was bare messed up coz I had been running my hands through it.
“Why’s your hair fucked up like that .... And why the fuck are you two in here alone??” we both stayed silent. “SOMEONE BEST FUCKING ANSWER ME!!” then he looked at my bed, which I hadn’t made that morning, and then looked at the two of us, and I knew automatically what he was thinking. He thought I had beat him (I didn’t).
“YOU .. YOU FUCKING TWO!! SO WHAT YOU THINK YOU’RE BRAVE NOW, KYLE YEAH?? BREDRINS OR NOT I WILL FUCK YOUR SHIT UP. WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN FUCK AROUND WITH MANS BABY SISTER AND STILL BE STANDING THERE LIKE A BADMAN!?” he started moving towards Kyle, like he was gonna hurt him, but I jumped in between them.
Tyrell tried pushing me out of the way but I weren’t moving nowhere... so he picked me up and dashed me out of his way, against the wall; I heard some nice connection from when my head hit the wall. He started moving towards me, but Kemar was tryna drag him back, but Tyrell was too strong and he threw him off.
“Ciara, I told you what I would ever do to you if you thought it was alright to become a hoe.” the way he wasn’t even shouting anymore was scaring the shit out of me... he started walking towards me again with some menacing look on his face and I was in way too much pain to beg for mercy....
Friday, 12 February 2010
Chapter 4
A few weeks had passed. Me and Kyle had been seeing each other like everyday, but then he had suddenly stopped hollering at me… I didn’t know what I had done wrong so I just left him to do whatever he was doing.
Me and my girls decided we were gonna go Hyde Park, so I was in my room getting ready and my phone started ringing. I didn’t bother to check who it was coz I really couldn't be botherd, I just carried on getting dressed. I wasn’t even feeling well, but I still forced myself to go out and have ‘fun’. I just put on my green and white Nike air top with white shorts and my white plimps. Good to go!
I was casually jammin in Bus station, and there were bare little kids around … lowe it man, these youngers should be in their beds, not roaming the streets. My bus came and I got on, I could hear voices coming from upstairs, and it sounded like black people (I live in a mainly white area), so I decided to go upstairs and investigate. I went up and saw a whole BAG of mandem, and they were all watching my face. That’s what I get for being to fass man. I casually sat down, and they went back to making their noise…
When the bus finally got to the last stop, Crystal Palace, we all got off. I was about to cross the road, to where I was meant to be meeting my godsister and her ones, then I felt someone grab my arm. I turned around and saw one HOT nigga.
He must have clocked that he scared me coz he said: “don’t be scared babes … you alrite??”
“Yeah, I am ... you just scared me init…”
To cut a long story short, after a few minutes of talking he asked me for my number. I gave it to him and then went to meet my godsister and them…
So we were in Hyde Park, after having a few waterfights etc some of us were sleeping on the grass… I was bare into my sleep and all I could feel was vibrations on my leg. I tried to ignore it, and then I clocked it was my phone. I took it out of my pocket it and answered it without looking at who it was
“Hello?”
“Ay I need your help … where are you??” it was Kyle. So now he wants to call me when he wants something.
“I’m not in ends, I’m at Hyde Park.”
“Can you meet me in Brixton in like half an hour … it’s important, I just need your help with something” I kissed my teeth. I didn’t wanna leave my bredrins for man, but it sounded important, so I made my excuses and left.
I was standing outside Brixton tube station when my phone started ringing again. It was him.
“Yeah I can see you. We just went past you, walk down to near KFC” I locked off without responding and started walking down.
I got to KFC but I couldn’t see him anywhere and then I heard a car horn beeping. I turned around and saw him looking out the window of one blacked out whip. I walked over and got in.
“Ermm … darling since when do you own a car?”
“Never said it was mine did I??” I rolled my eyes and changed the subject,
“So what did you want me to do, not some any stupidness I hope.”
“Do you have a smaller bag on you??” I had one of those adidas originals bags. I shook my head.
“”ok … anyways … I need you to give something to someone for me, and before you ask why can’t I do it, its coz I need to watch the car.”
“kmt, so you called me away from my bredrins for a silly little ting like this.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll get your reward” he did one of them gay soulja boy grins, but I just screwed him and put on my seatbelt. He turned on the engine and started driving towards Stockwell. When we got near Stockwell tube station, he turned into some dirty little blocks. I don’t even remember the name of the building. He stopped the car, and took something off the backseat of the car. I saw him bring some FAT bag of white powder. As soon as I saw that, my belly started knotting. This nigga was crazy, he wanted me to be some drugs dog. To make things even worse, he went onto the backseat again and brought out another bag of weed.
“Now, obviously you can’t just walk up in there with the bags…” he got out of the car and went into the boot and found some little pouch thingy and put the bags in there.
“Here’s what you gotta do, go to that building there (he pointed) press for number 51, and say this ‘it’s gonna be a white Christmas’. Make sure you say it exactly like that. When you get into the building, call me off your phone and make sure you’re phone is in a place where it can pick up sounds, don’t make it bait aswell. When you go up there, it’s the first floor, MAKE SURE HE GIVES YOU THE MONEY FIRST”
I got out of the car and slowly walked towards the building. If my mum knew what I was doing right now she would kill me dead… I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this; I wanted to dash the bag on the floor and run. But I didn’t, I carried on walking towards the building.
I pressed the buzzer ting ... “hello”
“It’s gonna be a white Christmas.” I said, you could hear in my voice that I was scared
“What??”
“It’s gonna be a white Christmas.”
“Good, good”
The entry noise thing went off and I opened the door and walked in. I quickly called Kyle and put the phone under my bra strap
I walked up the stairs and turned left, to number 51. The door was wide open.
I walked into the flat and he was standing at the end of the hallway.
“Ay … bruvv, they sent some boom lighty!!” I rolled my eyes and then another fresh lookin nigga came out of the back.
“What you got for me??” I opened the bag and showed what was in it. He moved towards me but I stuck my hand up to stop him.
“Give me the money first”
“You’re smart … I was testing you init.” He took out the money; I knew he had to give me two bills for each bag so I watched him count it out, 20, 40, 50, 70 etc… he finished counting and put the money in my hand. I put into my bra and gave him the shit in the bag. I was about to walk out, when I clocked that the first guy who was in the hallway was blocking the door.
“So sexy, what you got for me??”
“I aint got anything for you, can you move please??” if this was any other situation I would have gotten rude, but these guys looked dangerous. The second nigga was standing behind me, but he just opened the door for me, but the other guy was still tryna block my way. He said something again but I ignored him and tried to walk out down the stairs he grabbed my arm, and then I felt something cold on my throat…
Me and my girls decided we were gonna go Hyde Park, so I was in my room getting ready and my phone started ringing. I didn’t bother to check who it was coz I really couldn't be botherd, I just carried on getting dressed. I wasn’t even feeling well, but I still forced myself to go out and have ‘fun’. I just put on my green and white Nike air top with white shorts and my white plimps. Good to go!
I was casually jammin in Bus station, and there were bare little kids around … lowe it man, these youngers should be in their beds, not roaming the streets. My bus came and I got on, I could hear voices coming from upstairs, and it sounded like black people (I live in a mainly white area), so I decided to go upstairs and investigate. I went up and saw a whole BAG of mandem, and they were all watching my face. That’s what I get for being to fass man. I casually sat down, and they went back to making their noise…
When the bus finally got to the last stop, Crystal Palace, we all got off. I was about to cross the road, to where I was meant to be meeting my godsister and her ones, then I felt someone grab my arm. I turned around and saw one HOT nigga.
He must have clocked that he scared me coz he said: “don’t be scared babes … you alrite??”
“Yeah, I am ... you just scared me init…”
To cut a long story short, after a few minutes of talking he asked me for my number. I gave it to him and then went to meet my godsister and them…
So we were in Hyde Park, after having a few waterfights etc some of us were sleeping on the grass… I was bare into my sleep and all I could feel was vibrations on my leg. I tried to ignore it, and then I clocked it was my phone. I took it out of my pocket it and answered it without looking at who it was
“Hello?”
“Ay I need your help … where are you??” it was Kyle. So now he wants to call me when he wants something.
“I’m not in ends, I’m at Hyde Park.”
“Can you meet me in Brixton in like half an hour … it’s important, I just need your help with something” I kissed my teeth. I didn’t wanna leave my bredrins for man, but it sounded important, so I made my excuses and left.
I was standing outside Brixton tube station when my phone started ringing again. It was him.
“Yeah I can see you. We just went past you, walk down to near KFC” I locked off without responding and started walking down.
I got to KFC but I couldn’t see him anywhere and then I heard a car horn beeping. I turned around and saw him looking out the window of one blacked out whip. I walked over and got in.
“Ermm … darling since when do you own a car?”
“Never said it was mine did I??” I rolled my eyes and changed the subject,
“So what did you want me to do, not some any stupidness I hope.”
“Do you have a smaller bag on you??” I had one of those adidas originals bags. I shook my head.
“”ok … anyways … I need you to give something to someone for me, and before you ask why can’t I do it, its coz I need to watch the car.”
“kmt, so you called me away from my bredrins for a silly little ting like this.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll get your reward” he did one of them gay soulja boy grins, but I just screwed him and put on my seatbelt. He turned on the engine and started driving towards Stockwell. When we got near Stockwell tube station, he turned into some dirty little blocks. I don’t even remember the name of the building. He stopped the car, and took something off the backseat of the car. I saw him bring some FAT bag of white powder. As soon as I saw that, my belly started knotting. This nigga was crazy, he wanted me to be some drugs dog. To make things even worse, he went onto the backseat again and brought out another bag of weed.
“Now, obviously you can’t just walk up in there with the bags…” he got out of the car and went into the boot and found some little pouch thingy and put the bags in there.
“Here’s what you gotta do, go to that building there (he pointed) press for number 51, and say this ‘it’s gonna be a white Christmas’. Make sure you say it exactly like that. When you get into the building, call me off your phone and make sure you’re phone is in a place where it can pick up sounds, don’t make it bait aswell. When you go up there, it’s the first floor, MAKE SURE HE GIVES YOU THE MONEY FIRST”
I got out of the car and slowly walked towards the building. If my mum knew what I was doing right now she would kill me dead… I couldn’t believe I was actually doing this; I wanted to dash the bag on the floor and run. But I didn’t, I carried on walking towards the building.
I pressed the buzzer ting ... “hello”
“It’s gonna be a white Christmas.” I said, you could hear in my voice that I was scared
“What??”
“It’s gonna be a white Christmas.”
“Good, good”
The entry noise thing went off and I opened the door and walked in. I quickly called Kyle and put the phone under my bra strap
I walked up the stairs and turned left, to number 51. The door was wide open.
I walked into the flat and he was standing at the end of the hallway.
“Ay … bruvv, they sent some boom lighty!!” I rolled my eyes and then another fresh lookin nigga came out of the back.
“What you got for me??” I opened the bag and showed what was in it. He moved towards me but I stuck my hand up to stop him.
“Give me the money first”
“You’re smart … I was testing you init.” He took out the money; I knew he had to give me two bills for each bag so I watched him count it out, 20, 40, 50, 70 etc… he finished counting and put the money in my hand. I put into my bra and gave him the shit in the bag. I was about to walk out, when I clocked that the first guy who was in the hallway was blocking the door.
“So sexy, what you got for me??”
“I aint got anything for you, can you move please??” if this was any other situation I would have gotten rude, but these guys looked dangerous. The second nigga was standing behind me, but he just opened the door for me, but the other guy was still tryna block my way. He said something again but I ignored him and tried to walk out down the stairs he grabbed my arm, and then I felt something cold on my throat…
Wednesday, 10 February 2010
Chapter 3
I KNOW THE STORY IS A BIT BORING SO FAR, BUT ITS GONNA GET INTERESTING VERY SOON.
Chapter 3
The next morning, I woke up around 12… I jumped in the shower, and then turned on my computer. I logged onto Facebook and MSN. The usual mandem popped up tryna drop their bars, but I just wasn’t falling for it… I looked on my online friends on Facebook, and saw that Kyle was on the list. I didn’t start talking to him but as I minimised the list, a convo popped up from him… he was just chatting shit really, nothing interesting. But then he got serious. He was there telling me how I can whine sick for a younger; I started creasing, but I was thinking to myself, what does this boy want from me. I’m 16, he’s 19; what could he really gain from doing anything with me, which meant he was probably just looking for a mash and dash. But he and my brother had been boys since year 7 so would he really do that? I began growing weary of him. He was in one of the biggest crews on road these days, so why did he want me, when he could definitely get any girl he wanted… he came offline and I jammed listening to some bashment… I was listening to ‘Bubble Like Soup’ by Timberlee Ft. Ward 21, when my phone began ringing. It was some next number…
“Who’s this??”
“No, hello, nah??”
“Who’s this fam, state names or hear the three beeps”
“It’s Kyle, man cha!”
“Don’t cha me, you pussy” … we continued talking like that for another minute or so and then we started talking properly. I didn’t even know how he got my number, but I didn’t ask
We had been on the phone for like half an hour, when I clocked that I still had five-day
“You want me to call you back??”
“Why, you got five-day??”
“Yeah-“ man didn’t even wait for me to stop talkin, he just cut off kmt
I called him back and we spoke for like the whole day, he wasn’t even doing anything, he was just jamming in his house, coz it was a Sunday… he was telling me bare things, like how he had been on me for time but didn’t wanna do anything coz of Tyrell
“I wanna ask you a question yeah, but don't take it the wrong way…” I said
“Yeah…”
“What made you wanna move to me?? Like you could have any girl you want, really…so why me”
He went silent for a bit, so I thought he didn’t hear me, or wasn’t gonna answer and then he said
“Why not??”
“Coz I’m nothing special innit, just an average girl”
“Trust me, you might think you aint all that, but you’re definitely far from average, boo”
Boo??
I just accepted what he said, and changed the subject. We started talking about bare different topics. Somehow, we started talking about sex… not even like in a dirty way, just in a general way. The way he was telling me all of these random places that he had beat in… I was shocked.
“One thing I hate with a passion, is when a chick plans for us to beat, saying things like ‘yeah, we can beat on Thursday, you can do this, that and the other…’ beating is suttin that shouldn’t be planned, don’t you agree?? Do you plan when you’re gonna beat, Ciara??” how was I meant to tell him that, I was a virgin??
“Ermm… I don't really… coz I’ve never done that before…”
“…so you’re a virgin??” he sounded shocked
“Yeah, what, did you think I'm some kinda hoe or suttin”
“Nah, nah not even…it’s just coz no-one’s really a virgin these days, you get me??”
“Well, I aint like these loose chicks, am I??”
“Nah, you’re definitely not, beautiful” …
Chapter 3
The next morning, I woke up around 12… I jumped in the shower, and then turned on my computer. I logged onto Facebook and MSN. The usual mandem popped up tryna drop their bars, but I just wasn’t falling for it… I looked on my online friends on Facebook, and saw that Kyle was on the list. I didn’t start talking to him but as I minimised the list, a convo popped up from him… he was just chatting shit really, nothing interesting. But then he got serious. He was there telling me how I can whine sick for a younger; I started creasing, but I was thinking to myself, what does this boy want from me. I’m 16, he’s 19; what could he really gain from doing anything with me, which meant he was probably just looking for a mash and dash. But he and my brother had been boys since year 7 so would he really do that? I began growing weary of him. He was in one of the biggest crews on road these days, so why did he want me, when he could definitely get any girl he wanted… he came offline and I jammed listening to some bashment… I was listening to ‘Bubble Like Soup’ by Timberlee Ft. Ward 21, when my phone began ringing. It was some next number…
“Who’s this??”
“No, hello, nah??”
“Who’s this fam, state names or hear the three beeps”
“It’s Kyle, man cha!”
“Don’t cha me, you pussy” … we continued talking like that for another minute or so and then we started talking properly. I didn’t even know how he got my number, but I didn’t ask
We had been on the phone for like half an hour, when I clocked that I still had five-day
“You want me to call you back??”
“Why, you got five-day??”
“Yeah-“ man didn’t even wait for me to stop talkin, he just cut off kmt
I called him back and we spoke for like the whole day, he wasn’t even doing anything, he was just jamming in his house, coz it was a Sunday… he was telling me bare things, like how he had been on me for time but didn’t wanna do anything coz of Tyrell
“I wanna ask you a question yeah, but don't take it the wrong way…” I said
“Yeah…”
“What made you wanna move to me?? Like you could have any girl you want, really…so why me”
He went silent for a bit, so I thought he didn’t hear me, or wasn’t gonna answer and then he said
“Why not??”
“Coz I’m nothing special innit, just an average girl”
“Trust me, you might think you aint all that, but you’re definitely far from average, boo”
Boo??
I just accepted what he said, and changed the subject. We started talking about bare different topics. Somehow, we started talking about sex… not even like in a dirty way, just in a general way. The way he was telling me all of these random places that he had beat in… I was shocked.
“One thing I hate with a passion, is when a chick plans for us to beat, saying things like ‘yeah, we can beat on Thursday, you can do this, that and the other…’ beating is suttin that shouldn’t be planned, don’t you agree?? Do you plan when you’re gonna beat, Ciara??” how was I meant to tell him that, I was a virgin??
“Ermm… I don't really… coz I’ve never done that before…”
“…so you’re a virgin??” he sounded shocked
“Yeah, what, did you think I'm some kinda hoe or suttin”
“Nah, nah not even…it’s just coz no-one’s really a virgin these days, you get me??”
“Well, I aint like these loose chicks, am I??”
“Nah, you’re definitely not, beautiful” …
Sunday, 7 February 2010
Chapter 2
All I remember is getting dragged onto someone as soon as ‘Nikki Titti’ by Busy Signal came on. I remember thinking he had some sexy dancing skills, and he actually had rhythm unlike most boys…he turned me around so I was facing the wall and started proper grinding himself up on me…it felt noiiiiccce fam. I remember he licked my neck and then blew on the wet spot, sending tingles down my spine. I didn’t know if he was tryna get me wet or what, but it was working, and he was there squeezing my breasts as well…just as things started getting proper heated, the song changed to ‘This Is How We Do’ by The Game & 50 Cent…I was vexed, I remember that… someone quickly changed the song to ‘Dutty Wine’ coz people had started complaining…
Next thing I knew he had turned me around, and we were lipsing…now trust me this aint something I do at every shubz, it was like something had taken over me that night, and I liked it. Yeah so we continued lipsing whilst dancing. We stopped lipsing but we didn’t stop dancing until like 1am, when the shubz got locked by police. As I was about to leave the room, I looked back to where I had been dancing and got the biggest shock of my life. My brother’s friend, Kyle, was standing there, and there was no way that he could have just moved there. I was praying to God that I hadn’t just spent the whole night lipsing my older brother’s friend… When I got outside it was bare cold, and I only had my waistcoat on…me and my friend Paige were just standing there, people-watching and then I clocked my brother Tyrell was coming over. He was probably gonna start chatting shit to me, fucking wasteman.
“Come let’s go” he said when he finally made it over to me. I just nodded and walked off with him. I hadn’t even clocked that he had been in the shubz.
The next day I woke up and spent most of the day in my room. I didn’t even know who was in my house. At about ten p.m., the doorbell was ringing but it looked like no-one was gonna answer it so I ran all the way from the living room on the first floor just to find that it was Tyrell and his stupid little friends, including Kyle.
“Where the fuck are your keys man” I didn’t even bother to wait for an answer, I just went into the kitchen to get a drink and then went back upstairs. The only seat available, was right next to the one person I didn’t want to sit next to; Kemar.
I sat down on the sofa, without realising that his hand was where I was about to sit.
He squeezed my bum and then said,
“Can you get off my hand please” whilst screwing me…
I should have slapped him, but I didn’t… the rest of the boys started up with their noise again, so I took my opportunity
“You think you’re slick don't you??” I whispered to him
He just started bussing up laughing
“Wasteman”
“If I’m such a wasteman, why were you kissing me last night…and why was you letting me feel up on you??”
I kept my mouth shut after he said that, there wasn’t much I could say… he slyly slipped his arm around my waist and kept it there. I started laughing like a freak and everyone was just looking at me. we sat like that for a while and then I decided to go to bed…
Next thing I knew he had turned me around, and we were lipsing…now trust me this aint something I do at every shubz, it was like something had taken over me that night, and I liked it. Yeah so we continued lipsing whilst dancing. We stopped lipsing but we didn’t stop dancing until like 1am, when the shubz got locked by police. As I was about to leave the room, I looked back to where I had been dancing and got the biggest shock of my life. My brother’s friend, Kyle, was standing there, and there was no way that he could have just moved there. I was praying to God that I hadn’t just spent the whole night lipsing my older brother’s friend… When I got outside it was bare cold, and I only had my waistcoat on…me and my friend Paige were just standing there, people-watching and then I clocked my brother Tyrell was coming over. He was probably gonna start chatting shit to me, fucking wasteman.
“Come let’s go” he said when he finally made it over to me. I just nodded and walked off with him. I hadn’t even clocked that he had been in the shubz.
The next day I woke up and spent most of the day in my room. I didn’t even know who was in my house. At about ten p.m., the doorbell was ringing but it looked like no-one was gonna answer it so I ran all the way from the living room on the first floor just to find that it was Tyrell and his stupid little friends, including Kyle.
“Where the fuck are your keys man” I didn’t even bother to wait for an answer, I just went into the kitchen to get a drink and then went back upstairs. The only seat available, was right next to the one person I didn’t want to sit next to; Kemar.
I sat down on the sofa, without realising that his hand was where I was about to sit.
He squeezed my bum and then said,
“Can you get off my hand please” whilst screwing me…
I should have slapped him, but I didn’t… the rest of the boys started up with their noise again, so I took my opportunity
“You think you’re slick don't you??” I whispered to him
He just started bussing up laughing
“Wasteman”
“If I’m such a wasteman, why were you kissing me last night…and why was you letting me feel up on you??”
I kept my mouth shut after he said that, there wasn’t much I could say… he slyly slipped his arm around my waist and kept it there. I started laughing like a freak and everyone was just looking at me. we sat like that for a while and then I decided to go to bed…
Intro & Chapter 1
Introduction
The name’s Ciara-Melissa and this is my story…
When my mum started getting better and the doctor’s said the cancer was gone, me, my mum and my grandma moved to
I’m not gonna say I was never interested in boys, I just always had more important things on my mind like school and that, so boys were never a problem in my life, either I had one or I didn’t, it weren’t a big thing to me.
Chapter 1
The day after GCSEs were over for my year, one of the girls in my year threw a shubz for everyone, the house was packed out and bare people had crashed. I was there in my white shorts, a pink vest top and a white waistcoat with bare heads watching me. When you have really curly hair and you start sweating, and your roots look like they’re slicked down, that was how my hair looked. It was bare hot in the room so I went outside quickly and went to stand with my friend who was standing near the front door, just loitering. I could sense I was being watched so I turned around, to see like three boys watching me, and licking their lips. I just turned back to my friend and asked her to follow me to the kitchen for a drink…as we walked past the boys one winked at me, I just screwed them…allow it man. We went into the kitchen and got a drink and stood around the drinks table, when bare boys came into the kitchen through the back door. I felt sorry for the girl having the shubz; the way it got crashed was emotional fam. So me and some other girls from our year were standing there talking and one of my brother Tyrell’s friends, Kyle, came over to Kellie and slapped her round her head. She was about to buss a switch and then when she saw the boy’s face she started laughing. They started having their own conversation, and I just stood there drinking my drink, talking to the other girls.
I just gave him a quick smile; I had no reason to talk to him, even though I knew him. I was just waiting to go back into the shubz with her. Eventually he went into the shubz, but we stayed in the kitchen for a bit and then we went back to the other room…
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