He held me for a while, apologizing for not being there, before telling me he accepted a new job that would have him on the road for most of the year.
And that Mom would be traveling with him.
After promising him that I was fine, and I didn't need to go to the hospital, he let me be.
I spent the entire day putting my room back together. After ordering a new phone for myself, I checked all my messages before taking down my MyRoom.
Right before I could turn off my computer, I got a new iMessage.
Tyree
Chynas off the map .
It took a second for it to click, then I messaged him back immediately.
Thank you. Srry about 2day. R we good?
We good .
:)
Every1 else ? Not so much :/
Stay dangerous Wynnie
Bye Tyree
I shut down my computer and stared at my reflection in the black screen. He all but confirmed it; I truly was alone.
“I gotta get the fuck out of here,” I whispered.
Eighteen more months of high school, and a few grand in cash. I needed more. Way more.
I needed real bank. A real plan.
But if anyone could do it, I could. I took care of me and Auty by myself. Kept us alive for months.
Turning my computer back on, I grabbed a notebook from inside my desk drawer as it loaded.
“Make a plan. Follow it. No distractions,” I whispered to myself.
I did it once. I could do it again.
And this time, I wouldn’t worry about anyone but myself.
Fuck them.
Fuck everybody.
Boiling Point
Rico, age 19
Thecornersofmymouth quirked up as my playlist turned to 2 Bitches by Too $hort.
Fredo went home with two girls the night before.
I sat idling in front of the address he texted me, waiting for him to hurry up. We had drills that morning, but that didn’t mean we were gonna stay inside. Nah, we had shit to celebrate.