I snuck in the apartment with nothing but a trench coat, a t-shirt, boy shorts, and some heels. I was straight dead. When I left the club, It was past three o'clock.
"Kayla, where have you been." Will asked. He was my stepdad the most uptight muthafucka in the world. Jesus my mom is cool, but Damn I don't even think they fuck. well I give him the benefit of the doubt he's a doctor he ain't got time to be fuckin
"I was partying okay." I said sleepily I yawned widely to be more dramatic.
"Well you smell like sex so stop with that crap." He said. I know that's true my job sometime makes me smell like that shit that's what soap and water was made for.
" Well, I think I had a bit too much to drank okay so goodnight." I said climbing the stairs quick. He's gonna have the nerve to follow me pervert. I had to Fuck three men tonight, had five rumen cokes, flirted with ten dudes, and literally shows my ass three times, a bitch is tired. I wanted to say, but I bit my tongue.
"Okay, what's really going on. "He said a bit loud. He was gonna wake my little sister, and mom up.
"Not shit." I said..
"Watch your mouth. "He said putting his finger in my face
"You ain't my daddy so you ain't got no right to fuckin question me. So roll your tight ass up out my room." I said. I'm sorry I couldn't hold it that time, but to me its funny. I wanted to say something more hurtful than that. But I really wanted to go to sleep." Shit don't you have some little boy to be operating on in the morning damn."
"You will show some respect in my house." he said strictly.
" Or what you cant do nothing your just a have no real power in this house that my mother is running just fine thank you very much." I said. Then the hand came to my face, and he placed a sharp slap on my cheek but it didn't hurt. I've been beaten worst. He grabbed my arms and pulled me closed to him. Damn for a stiff this stiff is strong. Pain shot up in my arms.
"Hey, Will what the hell are you doing to my Angel." My mother said barging into the room. He instantly let go. I ran to my mom and placed, and did what I do best play victim. started sniffling and pretty cried
" Mom he slapped me, and he grabbed me." I said sounding helpless but really I'm conniving , and smart, and untrustworthy, qualities, I shouldn't have when I'm about seventeen. I play games that you regret after a years. I' m a straight hustler, but I don't sling drugs. I do what I gotta do to make me be happy in that period than I dream, then scheme, then I execute. I'm the only teenager with a bank account over one hundred thousand dollars, and not do anything illegal. I'm a young, black, hustler, who supposed to be a women, Who lives in Atlanta the New York of the South. Hoping To go there one day on a private jet, sipping on champagne, with all Berkin on and a pair of red bottoms. With my momma and family living in a big ass house. I don't need a man I'm a hustler. Well hello I'm Kayla Diangelo. The daughter of Nico DiAngelo and Pandora Lewis. A natural born hustler. Shit its in my genes