Page 2 of We Could Be Better

“Ma” I called out but no one answered me.

I walked through the house to look for her only to see her passed out in the bathroom with a needle hanging out her arm. Damn I didn’t know it had gotten this bad. I talk to my sister everyday she hadn’t said anything, but then again how would she know she hated the ground our mama walked on and every time they came face to face she made sure she let her know. ‘I didn’t come here for this shit bruh.’ I thought

“Ma wake up” I said as I threw a bucket of water in her face

“Why the fuck did you do that bitch?” she asked as she looked at me with so much hate.

“Well I was helping you but I’m sorry I’ll never save you again.”

“I don’t need you to save me hoe. You and your sister already ruined my damn life the day I had yall. I don’t need you to save me what I need is for you to get out of my house and to never come back.”

“Where is dad?”

“How am I supposed to know he left me the same day yall hoes did. NOW GET THE FUCK OUT.”

I looked at her with so much anger but did exactly what she asked. As I approached the door I saw a tall figure leaning against my car smoking a blunt. I walked outside and thought just my luck I felt a tear get ready to escape but I quickly blinked it away I stood there just staring into his eyes. Nothing about him changed he still had that sparkle about him every time I came around. His eyes were honey brown, he stood about 6 foot even, the waves in his freshly cut fade with the part to the side was making me a little sea sick, his teeth were so white and those dimples made my juices flow soon as he smiled. We stood there just smiling at each other and staring until he finally broke the silence.

Chapter Three

cash

I was just getting ready to head over to my moms house and check up on her like I did every week. I stopped at the corner store first and noticed one of the chicks I grew up with Onika. She was what you call through and through hard core and didn’t take shit from no one not even these nigga. We were all so close coming up, but once Kyra left it was like everyone decided to go their separate ways. She was the heart of our group and we were lost without her; I still couldn’t wrap my mind around that fact that she just up and left with saying so much of a good bye.

I was once in love with Kyra, but truth be told I was a street nigga and she was a good girl. I didn’t want her getting tied down with me so I just fuck different hoes in front of her think that my feelings would change. I know it was crazy and I could’ve just told how I truly felt about her, but I couldn’t. Kyra was my heart and the day she left I swear it felt like my heart stopped beating I hadn’t the same since.

Over the years I thought I could get over Kyra or at least stop thinking about her but for some reason I couldn’t. That was until I met Bella, Bella was just a breath of fresh air and she brought out the best in me. I like her company, but I wasn’t in love I was too deep in the streets for love. I just liked her a lot and lately she had been throwing around a lot of slangs about marriage. My dad told me a long time ago never marry a woman that try to force it because 9 times out of 10 she only in for the money. I didn’t too much feel that way about Bella but being thatshe keep asking about what I do I think maybe I should keep in mind what my dad said.

Just thinking about my dad made me miss him when I was 10 someone killed him right in front out house. My big brother Keem heard the gun shots and when he went out to see what was going on he found my dad. My dad was deep in the streets so my mom would talk to us to get us prepared for if something like that was to happen. I shook my head and laughed because I just know he was turning over in his grave. Even though he was deep in the streets he wanted so much more for us. I couldn’t give him that I loved that fast money; I couldn’t see myself working no lame ass 9-5.

When Keem got locked up I had no other choice but to take over and push weight. He been down for five years and should be getting out any day now, but I know it would be good once he touched down. I had his baby mama and Ky sister Dreka moving weight for me onve he found out I know he was going to flip out. She came in my office one day saying that she wanted something to do, so I had her moving weight for me, and for some reason my plug didn’t trust anyone else on my team besides her. I didn’t ask because it’s none of my business but I hope like hell she wasn’t doing anything to fuck up my money. She know I know I if anything is going on Keem deading bother of them on the spot.

“What’s up Nik?”

“Cash?” she asked shocked but ran to hug me

“Yeah girl what’s been up?”

“You know me chilling. Today must be a good day for me both of my friends decided to come back to the hood.”

“Girl im always in the hood I’m in and out most days, and what you mean both?” I asked.

I was looking at her praying that she would say Kyra was down here today. I thought I saw here at the store, but I wasn’t sure the woman ran off so fast by the time I made it outside she was long gone just leaving me with the same unanswered questions.

“Kyra; I saw here by her mom crib ealier.”

Before NIk could say anything else I ran off before it was too late. I was surprised that she was even at her mom place. Everybody in the hood knew Danny hated the ground Kyra and her sister Dreka walked on. It was plenty days Kyra would run to me crying telling me all the nasty things her mother had said to her. MY mom called me and told me that their daddy left when the both of them left, so part of me felt he stayed to protect them from her crazy ass.

When I pulled up I spotted Kyra’s jaguar parked in her mother’s driveway. Just from looking at her car I can see that she was doing good, and maybe her moving away is what she needed. Back then I was a corner boy so I couldn’t offer her anything and didn’t want to make promises, so I just pushed her away from me. She was the only one I have ever loved, but it’s nothing I do say her do right now. I was in a relationship with my girl and had been with her for 3 years now, so just like it was back in the day it would never work with us.

“Well nice you of you to grace us with your presence; I was starting to think you were too good for the hood.”

I couldn’t help but just stare at her she was still the prettiest woman I ever laid eyes on. Her skin was mocha, her eyes were gray, her hair flowed to the middle of her back, andshe had enough ass to eat off for days. Kyra was about 5’3” so compared to me she was short as hell.

“Just wanted to stop by and check on things. How have you been?” she asked

“Getting this money I can’t complain. What you about to get into?”

“Nothing probably head back home.”

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