Añuli Zahra Knight

Brooklyn,NY

"Ion know who you think carrying all these boxes, cause it sure as hell won't be me, Tuh" Zayel scoffed flopping down on the couch staring straight ahead at the wall that use to have our T.V hanging on it.

"You is one lazy son if a bitch you know that, Ge- GET YA ASS up." Our Aunt Nuni said picking up her chancla and chopping she shit outta Zayel in his throat. I tucked my lip in and turned my head to the side, knowing if his ass saw me laughing he would on my neck all damn day. He stop gagging and look up at her mugging the shit outta her.

"See how you be doing the most, now watch this" He picked up his phone and started dialing number. "Who tf you calling?" She squinted her eyes at him. "Immigration, so they can take your ass back to Mexico with all your boxed shaped relatives where you're square ass belong ." He said putting the phone to his ear. I choked on air and busted out laughing, while my aunt chopped her next chancla at him, calling's him all types of bitches in Spanish.

"Fucking pendjo, go put the rest of the boxes in the truck and Déjame en paz" She huffed. She turned around with her hand I her hair and the other one on her hip.

She look stress tf out, I should help put the boxes in the truck too.

I got up about to pick up one of the four boxes that was buy me when a whole nicely rolled blunt just falls out of my pocket. I picked it up and all of a sudden forgot what I initially was about to do, I started making my way to my now empty room when I hear my aunt and Zayel arguing about who finna get the bigger T.V to put in they room. Waste a breath cause I done told the moving guys to put it in my room. I leaned on the wall sparked spliff, as I exhaled I slid down on the floor and looked at nothing in particular. Feeling my self getting higher by the minute.

Damn Imma miss Brooklyn weed

It was loud as fuck in this damn house, pretty sure the whole block knew we was moving. Halfway through the blunt, I hear all movement in the house just stop. I scrunched up my face and looked at the blunt, cause I know they ain't try to lace me my last day in the hood. "The fuuuucckk" I dragged out still looking at.

"Bitch you sparked it with out me?" Zayel said busting through the door, mugging me. He walked toward me and snatched it out my hands and began smoking. I looked at him for a second and the looked straight ahead. I was trying to formulate my words before I spoke, I often say what I'm thinking right on the spot which makes my words come out like gibberish or I'll stutter. I be looking stupid asf when people try to have a conversation with me, which is why don't talk a lot. It only happen when I'm feeling overwhelmed.

Zayel looked down at me with a side eyes then looked back at his phone saying "Take ya time, and breath."

I finally get my self together and say "Ion wanna leave." He looks up for a minute then looks back at his phone and says "You be the main saying you couldn't wait to get outta here. And allat extra shit."

I sighed " Yea but I'm not ready for no new environment, I just got use to the B.s over here. Now I gotta start all over" I smacked my lips, "We don't even fw those people". I scrunched up my face.

" We don't got to, fuck them. Just cause we neighbors don't mean shit. Nuni all like 'wE gONnA hAvE tO gET aLong wE nEIGhBorS.'" He scrunched his face up mocking her.

I made a face and said " Okay? We lived here for how many years, and ion even know the bitch who live next to use" Truth be told we only knew one neighbor and that was crackhead Earl, and he don't even live in no House.

" I'm saying though, don't worry bout them dusty mf that call themselves our family, I gotchu and square shaped Nuni got you too" He looked down at me with his now red hanging eyes. Me and Zayel are twins. Technically not, same father different mothers. Our dad was a whore he fucked our mother around the same time, and got them pregnant at the same Time. So they gave birth the same day August, 6th. We have always been close, ever since we where little. You see me you see him. He's my other half and my best friend for life, nobody can take this bond away.

"Look at y'all just looking High and stupid" We looked up at Aunt Nuni at the doorway as she just shook her head us. "Let go get yah asses in the car, everything is packed up." she said walking out.

I got up and adjusted my green bape hoodie and put it over my head. We made our way to the car and I hopped in the backseat, putting my air pods on ready to block out my Aunts Bachata music and her and Zayel arguing. Before I can press play on NBA young boy All in. I hear loud moans coming from the speaker of the car.

I glanced at over Zayel shoulder to see him watching some girl getting back shots. I glances at Nuni as she hopped in the car but instantly freezing hearing the moans. Zayel dumb ass ain't even make an attempt to stop watching the video, She reached over the consal and back hand the shit outta him.

"This why you turn off your Bluetooth dumb ass." I laughed

"Did you just bust my lip?" Zayel held his hands to his mouth "Zaza did her square ass just bust my lip?"

"She sho did what you gonna do?" I nodded

"Not a damn thing cause he know I'll bust his fucking head open." Nuni said backout the drive way. It was quiet for a minute until Zayel held his phone up to his ear.

"Hello? Child protection services," Zayel spoke on his phone.

I busted out laughing, "ZAYELL."

Nuni reached over the snatched the phone out his hand and hung up.

"They only one phone call away, fucking with me gonna have your square ass in jail." Zayel pointed at her mugging her.

She slapped his hand out her face, "Imma send your ass the boot camp or fucking military school." She huffed.

"They gonna send me right the fuck back don't even waste ya money."

I put my AirPods in ready to block out the rest of the argument. I leaned my head on the window watching the car pass the park I had my frist fight in, my first kiss, the first time I got jumped.

I chuckled at the memory, Zayel was with our dad when someone came to tell him I was getting jumped. They ran to the park and got the little bitches off of me, I thought my dad was gonna take me home to lick my wounds, but he made me fight each one of those bitches one on one right there. I didn't want to but my dad wasn't hearing it.

He said "If you don't fight em, Imma have Zayel knock they heads mother fucking loose. Then knock your Mf head loose." So I fought them and beat all they asses right there infront of my dad, as he and Zayel hyped me up every time I got the girls on the floor. I was only 12 years-old, and gave three girls a concussion that day. Probably one of my dads proudest moment of me.

I felt my eyes start to burn as if I was bout to cry. I scrunched my face up unlocking my phone and texted Zayle.

It's the weed, or leaving this place kinda gotchu feeling away?👀

El Stupido👯‍♂️ I thought I felt liquid running down my cheeks, it's for shoo the weed

Right because the liquid couldn't be tears of sadness 🌚

El Stupido👯‍♂️ Bitch stfu, ion cry Like I said it was the fucking weed. Bye.

I laugh looking at him through the rear view mirror, he mugging me and flipped me off as he wiped his eye. I looked away from him and looked at Nuni GPS seeing the how far a ride we had. I rolled my eyes seeing how much we had left, I moved my bag to the floor and laid down in the back seat. I raised the volume of my music and drifted off to sleep.

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"Zahra get the fuck out the car!!" Nuni yelled at me from the top of our new house porch.

I looked at her through the window annoyed as fuck, my back was hurting my breath was probably smelling from being sleep through out this long ass ride. My hair was looking like I bird was living in it.

And this nut as lady was me to hop out this car with all them nosy ass black people looking from their porch to see who moved into their neighborhood. Nuni gave me a 'bitch you testing me' look.

I huffed and put my hoodie over my crazy looking hair, grabbed my bad and hopped out the car. I slammed the door shut and eyed the old lady who watching my every move from her porch across the street. I walked toward the house inspecting it. It was definitely an upgrade from back in Brooklyn for sure.

"Zaza, You see this shit? Bitch we got grass!" Zayel yelled looking down at the grass with his hands on his hips.

"Stop fucking yelling like you stupid." Nuni mugged him going inside.

"Why you can't just let me fucking live? 30 something bitter and miserable, can you say menopause?" Zayel walked in after her.

I laughed, following them inside and went straight upstairs to see my room. I walked in and jumped hard as hell seeing of the movers already inside assembling my bed.

"Sorry." He laughed a bit. I smiled and proceeded inside.

I opened a door that led to my own personal bathroom, I laughed knowing Zayel problably happy as fuck we ion gotta share a bathroom no more.

I dropped my bag on the floor by the bathroom door and made my way back down the steps. I watched as Nuni yelled to the mover where to put everything. I roll eyes watching the chaos until I got bored and went looking for Zayel. I walked through the hallway that took you out to the backyard and found Zayel looking down at something furry that walked toward his feet.

I squinted my eyes to that is was a cat, before I could even get this mans attention and cocks his foot back and kicks the shit outta the cat sending it flying over the fence to the neighbors yard. I tilt my head to the side to and look at him. He finally turns around and notices me, he looks at me with a blank expression and tilts his head like mine.

We stare at each other for about 2 minutes before I say, " You're a psychopath" I say matter factly. He looks at me a shrugs with a the same blank look on his face.

It always starts with animals.

Zayel grabbed me and walked us back to the front where it seem like, a block party was going on, I watched the kids play double dutch, old head play dominoes. Bitches dancing to the loud ass music blasting in the air.

Wheeew real bitch in the ghetto ghetto.

I reached in my sweater pocket and took out a blunt and sparked it, after taking a few pulls I passed it to Zayel. We sat on the steps for about 30 minutes passing the blunt, watch the neighborhood we have to call home now. I unlocked my phone seeing Arrogant Tae was Live on Instagram, ion ever miss a damn live they be lit as a mf.

"I am hungry as a bitch." Zayel said getting up from the step. I followed him down the steps, when Nuni poked her out the door.

"Where y'all going?"

"To get something to eat." I responded not taking my eyes off my phone. She said okay and handed me 50 dollars. We started walking and realized the crowd started to die down everyone seemed to either be inside or chilling in the corner.

"Bitch wait a damn minute." Zayel said as he stopped walking looking around. " Do you know where the fuck we going?"

I made the 😬 face, because we was about 2 minutes from getting lost. He looked up the closest Chinese store and it was just up the block. As we reach the store we noticed a whole a lot mf in front the entrance.

Damn Imma have to say excuse me....

Just push pass them, they all look pussy anyways

I shook the though outta my head, little mf voice be the cause of all my problem in reality. Zayel rude ass grabbed my hand and pushed passed every mf in there. Nobody said shit, I should have listened to the voice. I sat down at one of the tables and let Zayel order our food. I was scrolling through Instagram to kill time and started screenshooting outfits I was finna recreate a soon as I started working.

Need to start filling out job applications, ion like feeling broke out here in these streets.

I was so deep in my thoughts I ain't even realize four niggas sitting at the table next to me looking at me. I scrunched up my face glancing at Zayel only to see him in some bitch face. I huffed looking back down at my phone hoping they would stop looking at me

"Yo you got some fronto." The lightest one out of all of them asked me while sitting across from. I furrowed my eye brows looking up from my phone.

Is this how they ask for a girl number down here?

Who tf ask a random ass girl in the street some shit like that? That's how you get laced.

I just looked at him, I wanted to say some thing but words weren't coming out, I was getting over whelmed. I was quiet for a good minute before he scrunched up his face, and his heavy set friend got up and sat across from me putting his face close to mine furrowing his eyebrows.

"Yo you slow or something, he ask if you got FOOON-TOOOOOE." I scrunched my face up and mushed his head away from my face.

" Get out my mf face with that hot ass breath almost melted my damn face." I said with a frown mugging him. He backed up and put his hands to his chest with a surprised face like I just deeply offended him. It got quiet until their dark skin friends started laughing along with the one that say in front of me. I just looked between them because I wanted to know what the fuck was so funny.

These niggas are weird as hell.

I looked between them and stop and looked at their fourth friend who took a seat at the next table. To say he was fine was an understatement, god took his damn time with that one WHEEEW. My little cooters did a little jump.

I guess he felt someone looking at him, because be looked up with a big as mug on his face looking at me. "Is there something on my face? Fuck you looking at?" he said stern as hell.

I scrunched my face, I looked at him then his friends who was already looking at me.

"See no let me fucking go, ion know what type of weird shit y'all Atlanta mf got going on, but I'll beat a bitch ass nigga up no cap" I mumbled getting up grabbing my phone.

Rude mf scrunched up his face, he was bout to fix his mouth say some thing until his heavy set friend step forward with a paper I his hand.

I bet you his name is heavy

He was about to hand it to me until Zayel snatched it out his hand.

" Tf is this?" He said squinting at the paper handing me the food.

The heavy set boy looked at Zayel and said "This an invite to my party y'all pull up, the address down at the bottom. At the door tell em heavy sent you." I laughed on the inside, but scrunched up my face because he was smiling ode hard, and it wasn't like his shit was pearly white.

"Aight good-looking out." Zayel said mugging the shit outta him. He wrapped his arms around me and walked toward the exit. I turn around to look at them one last time and they all smiled at me. Tf

Expect the rude mf he mugged me until I wasn't in his sight no more, how can someone this fine have that much angry him.

"Aye, We going to this party, shawty I was talking to got a twin sister." He looks up from his phone looking down at me with a smirk . "Bout to have them both sucking my dick, one deep throating the other sucking my balls." He looked up the sky like he was picturing it.

I looked at him in disgust, "Bitch you so fucking nasty, but record it and "accidentally" send it to Nuni again."

"It's only right."Zayel said shrugging looking ahead.

What the fuck am gonna wear to this ghetto ass get together.

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SOOOOOOO I changed it a bit obviously, but I feel like ya'll gonna like this way better. Vote and comment for me💕💕 I Might be blessing ya'll with the second chapter today too🧚🏽‍♀️.