De'marcus
I walk out of the house closing the door behind me. I jump in my car, starting up and speed out the drive way. I have no idea where I'm going but I know it needs to be somewhere to let some steam off. I drive down town circling blocks until club 21 comes into sight. I bust a u-turn speeding back towards the parking deck. I find a spot and park. I take a deep breath trying to calm myself before stepping out of my car. I close the door locking it and make my way to the club entrance.
When I step into the door, to my surprise there are a lot of people in here. I see half naked girls walking around drunk ass niggas and thirsty hoes. I look at my watch to see its only 1:30 pm. I shake my head, don't these people got jobs? I make my way over to the bar pushing past people in the process. I pull back a bar stool and sit down. The bartender walks up to my swaying her hips..... here we go.😑
Bartender-"Hey I'm Bria. What can I get for you?" She says while buying her lip and eye raping me
Me-"can I get 2 shots of vodka." I say with a blank facial expression on interested
Bria-she rolls her eye "yeah sure thing" she turns away switching mad hard.
I shake my head looking down at my phone. A few minutes later she comes back with my drinks. I down them like its nothing, still feigning more I order a glass of whisky. When I finish it, I place money down on the counter paying for my drinks. I can feel the liquor hitting me so I get up and leave out stumbling a bit. I walk back to my car and pull of.
I focus on the road trying not to hit anything cause my vision is blurry. I make my way over to Jeremiah's house. I don't know why... well yeah I do, cause my main nigga Sean still not at home. I turn in Jerm's street and soon pull into the driveway. I don't stop in time and hit La'zelle's car.....shit. She runs out the house.
Z-"you bitch! Look what you did, I swear I can't stand you. With your I eat ass face ass. I wish you would just go away and suck a nigga dick. You shitty smelling duck face ass hoe. I should beat your ass!" She runs over tackling me
She smashes my head in the ground, and I get a mouth full of dirt. then she starts to choke me like her life depends on it.
After a couple of minute I feel her get off of me and Jeremiah's voice.
J-"Ight Zelle you got him. You act like you cant get another car.'"
Z-"stupid jackass"
I get up and brush the dirt off of me. I turn around to face them pulling out my wallet in the process.
Me-"Sorry, here is some money for a new car" I hand her one of my cards that have 50,000 on it" she snatches it out of my hand mumbling something while walking off.
J-"Bruh why you drunk? You don't drink unless you are stressed."
Me-"Man," I run a hand down my face "Nadia is cutting again"
J-"For what?!?"
Me-"I don't know. She don't even know that I know. I had to get away before I said something stupid to her." I sigh "I think you should talk to her. you better with that kind of stuff."
J-''That's fine, do you wanna go now?"
Me-"Yeah but we gotta take one of your cars." I say with a light chuckle. "And you gotta drive, I'm fucked up"
J-"I cant drive dumbo. So La'zelle gone have to do it"
I walk in the house behind Jeremiah and take a seat on the couch. I lean back and close my eyes trying to calm myself down. After a couple minutes of peace I feel a slap to the head. My head goes flying to the side from the impact. I open one eye with ringing ears to see the one and only La'zelle. The hoe wait sorry... gorilla hit like a man. I rub the side of my head glaring at IT.

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Don't Judge Me (under extreme EDITING)
Teen FictionNadia Jones goes through many struggles, with her family, friends, and streets. She is a very beautiful plus size girl who has many insecurities. Will her best friend De'marcus Johnson the highest drug lord in New York save her or will he bring her...