Añuli Zahra Knight

Atlanta, GA

"I am the stone that builder refuse,I am the visual,The inspiration,That made lady sing the blues." Boondocks played on my T.V, as I was rolling my now 6th blunt. I looked around my room getting agitated by the second, I don't like mess. I wouldn't say I'm OCD because when I'm ready my room look like a potato flew around it. It's just all the boxes and shit everywhere make it look like a roach finna come crawling out of hiding and shit. I scrunched up face and shook my head at the thought.

"I'm finna fix all this shit first thing tomorrow." I said to myself, I finished rolling the last blunt and put it in a ziplock bag with the rest of the five I rolled earlier. Zayel busted in my room with a mug on his face.

"I hope your ugly ass washed your shitty ass," he scrunched up his face "If you stink at this party imma act like I don't know you bitch." he said walking out leaving my door open.

I-okay, now he not touching none of these spliffs

30 minuets later I was outta the shower looking for something to wear. I stood in the middle of my room getting pissed the fuck off because I couldn't remember which box had my fucking clothes inside. I huffed and began opening boxes. 10 minuets later I found a box with clothes and picked the first thing I saw.

Who was about to sit here and go through boxes, I didn't care that fucking much.

I settled with a pair of black tights, a black off- white hoodie and a pair of 1s. I put my hair in a high ponytail and fixed my edges, sprayed some of my Marc Jacobs perfume on. I grabbed my handbag and started looking for my name plate necklace, when I remembered it was in Zayel's bag. I left my room and busted into Zayel room with my hand over eyes.

"Why tf you got your hand over your face." I knew he was scrunching up his face.

"Because I don't know if you where in her beating you're meat to Hannah Montana again." I said shrugging still with my hand over my eyes, with my other hand out trynna maneuver my way around his room with out busting my ass.

"Where's my- Oh Shit!" I yelled finally taking my hands off my eyes trynna balance myself after Zayel tried to trip me. I looked at him to see him mugging me.

"Keeping bring up old shit, like you the goddamn plumber, I was 15 bitch." He said fixing his chain on his neck.

Hope they snatch his shit like they snatched Trill Sammys

"Ion hit you because it would hurt me more than it would hurt you," I said looking down at my long ass nails, ripping ya nails off is a whole different type of pain word to my dead.

"Where my name plate at." I say looking up. He pointed to the jewelry box on his dresser and went into his bathroom. I opened it and found my name plate along with the crusher I told him I would steal from him, I grabbed them both and walked down to the living room.

Nuni walked out of the kitchen and looked at me scrunching her face up. "Why you look so clean where you going?" I turn looking at her and tilted my head. Her Zayel gonna get enough of calling me dirty.

"Should be the last person to call anyone dirty, you know I'm the one that be putting your shitty stained draws to wash right?" I pointed to my self looking at her.

She turned around looking at me bending down to pick up her shoe, " DON'T MAKE ME BEAT YOUR MF ASS ZAHRA!! " She yelled as I ran out before she launch it. I stood by the door waiting for Zayel slow ass and did a boomerang of my shoes and posted it on my story on Instagram.



I posted it and watched the views started piling in, for someone who doesn't speak to anyone; People sure do wanna know what I'm up to. Bitch I'm a celebrity tuh. I hear foot steps coming down the stairs, I looked up to see Zayel with a couple stacks in his hand trying to put on his jacket. I looked at him and scrunched up my face.

"Why tf do you need to bring all that money for?" I said watching him struggle to put on the jacket, "I'm not taking your picture." I said when I seen him take out his phone.

"Stfu and take it, just one," he said forcefully putting his phone on my hand. "I'm not like y'all bitches I don't need to take multiple pictures because I look good every time a camera clicks at me. The fuck." He said passing me his phone. I looked at him blankly and took the picture while he was saying something.



"Bit- Take it again I wasn't ready." He said mugging me.

"No you said you look good every time a camera clicks at you right," I said scrunching up my face looking at the picture. Cause why tf it actually came out nice.

Nuni walked in and looked at us up and down, "Ya'll think y'all grown or something, leaving with out asking? Where y'all going?" She asked

"You in our business? Don't do that." Zayel said scrunching up his face looking at her. She bucked at him and Zayel just looked at her blankly.

I chuckled, "We going to some little get together we where invited to up the block." I said. She eyes us and nodded, "Aight be safe, and don't start no shit we just got here." She pointed at us before kissing me and attempted to kiss Zayel but he mushed her face away.

"AHT I don't know where you're lips been for you to be kissing me," He scrunched up his face, "Your lips look like it's been wrapped around several dicks ma'am." He said running out slamming the door before she could trow her shoe.

I laughed and walked down the lawn taking out one of the blunts from the ziplock bag and sparked it. Me and Zayel walked side to side passing the spliff back and forth as we walk up the block to the get together.

A good five minutes later we reached the block of the house, as we made our way to the house I see Heavy leaning on a car with a cup in his hand laughing. I looked away not wanting him to see me but it was to late because he turned my way and smiled

"AYE!!" He yelled, waving us over. Zayel looked at me with low eyes and I shrugged. We made our way over there and all eyes where on us. I took out my shades and put them on, already feeling the looks I'm getting by all the females surrounding him.

"Wassgood, I never got y'all names, " He said looking at us, along with the other three boys that where in the store with him. I turn my lip to the side knowing if I fixed my mouth to say anything with all these people looking at me I would be looking stupid.

Zayel looked around at all the faces looking at us and mugged all of them saying, " Zayel, and Zahra but we call her Zaza."

Heavy nodded and said "Aight, y'all know I'm Heavy," As hell , wheew I crack my self up.

"This Killa, Ice, And Bookie." He said as pointed to the three boys that was the store with him earlier. I looked at all of them and stop at the rude ass nigga, he stood by the car door mugging nothing in particular. He turns looks at me and puts his blunt to his lips and mugs me.



I turned away from him, and rolled my eyes behind my shades. So mf rude for no reason, A nigga named Bookie should not be that damn scary looking tf.

When I turned away I saw some girl by Heavy mugging the shit outta me, she was looking between me and Bookie like she was trynna solve a puzzle or some shit. I turned my head and rolled my eyes again, don't no body want that rude ass nigga.

"What so you not gonna introduce us?" A girl besides Heavy said tilting her head with an attitude.

"Oh my fault," He looked up at Zayel and and gestured to the female groups "These are the hoods best eaters." He smiles. I choked on my spit.

"Bitch stop playing with me." The girl that mugged me said hitting Heavy.

"Bookie come get ya bitch for I Ike her ass." He said lookin back at Bookie.

Bookie ignored him and kept mugging his surrounding.

The world could not be that damn bad, smile Mister.

" Aye there go Tasha and Tamera, Slut ass" Ice said nodding his head at the two twin sisters Zayel said he finna have suck em off.

I watch Zayel whole face light looking at them, "I was dead looking for them no cap, I was about to get dumb tight if they flopped on my ass, wtmd." He said shaking his head.

Heavy and them scrunched they faces up looking at Zayel, I reached in bag for my taser ready for anything. "Aye where y'all from, y'all talk funny as hell." Heavy asked.

"We talk funny as hell?" Zayel said scrunching up his face, " You sound like you was raised by a bunch of red neck on a farm in Texas mf." He said pointing at Heavy looking at him up and down.

Killa busted out laughing pushing Bookie, almost making him drop his blunt, "Bitch fuck you laughing so hard fa, It wasn't that damn funny move." He said mugging him pushing him away.

Killa stumbled a bit and looked a Bookie with a straight face before mushing his head, " You pushed me a little bit to hard bitch." He mugged him.

"Naw but for real where y'all from?" Heavy asked again now mugging Zayel.

"New York." I said softly

They all looked at me as if they just now realizing I was there. "You quiet as hell, I could barley hear that baby ass response." Ice said smiling down at me. I shrugged and looked other way embarrassed now that the attention was shifted to me.

The twins made their way over to where we was and started talking to Zayel, I watched my surrounding as I saw the girl that was mugging went to go stand close by Bookie. He ignored her and carried on his conversation with some boy. Everyone talk amongst themselves as I stood looking around getting bored and over whelmed. I took out my baggy and sparked the second blunt for the night, I wasn't high enough.

I took off my shades and looked at my self in my phone camera, my eyes were blood shot red and low asf. I turn my head to see Zayel being dragged into the house by the twins. He looks at me and says "Movie, viral, POOW." As he hold up his phone smiling. I laughed at him and turn around seeing Killa all in my face.

I scrunched up my face, "You don't talk at all, you mute or something?" He says looking at me.

I stare at him for 5 seconds trying to get my words together, "It's nothing to say. Now can you please back the fuck out my face" I said holding my hand up, Looking away seeing two girls making their way over this way. One of them looking like she was about to fuck someone up.

Killa turned too and smacked his lips, "Aye Ice," He called out to him. But this nigga was deep in a conversation smiling at some girl.

"Ice NIGGA, MAYDAY MAYDAY," Killa said harsher, I laughed and looked as the girl got closer.

"Naw don't fucking warn him, FUCK is you doing." The girl said mushing Ice and mugging the girl he was flirting with.

"Excuse you, I know you se-"

"Bitch, Shut the fuck up before I stomp your head into the ground." Ice's girlfriend (I think) said stepping closer to the girl.

Ice chuckled and grabbed her by the waist, "Maní Chillout, coming over here ready to act all crazy." He said looking down at her with low eyes.

"I'll slap the fuck out of you Izekial, stop playing with me," she said mugging him. "Bitch why tf are you still standing here, BYE." She turned looking at the girl. She scoffed and walked away.

I chuckled watching the scene unfold in front of me, "Wheew the ghetto." I mutter to myself. Maní snapped her head toward me looks at me and scrunches her face. I looked at her and mugged her.

Fuck is you looking at?

We was staring at each other for a minute. And I realized I know this bitch, I put my shades on getting ready to walk away before she could recognize me herself.

"Wait don't I kn-"

"Nope." I turned walking toward the house, leaving her and everyone else confused.

I walked into the packed as house feeling the vibration of the music in my chest. Squeezed past a few people looking for liquor, I accidentally bumped into a girl only causing her drink to spill on her.

"My fault." I tried to scream over the music.

She looked down at her shirt then at me annoyed, before walking away. I rolled my eyes really not feeling this whole party thing. If one more bitch look at me the wrong way I know something.

I push past a few more people and reaching the kitchen, where there was a whole bunch of liquor bottle on the center counter. I picked up a red cup inspecting it before blowing in it. I ain't trynna get roofied or drugged whatever the fuck be happening to them white folks.

I grabbed the Patron bottle and poured a little into my cup, when someone bumped into me making me spill some on the counter. I closed my eyes and counted to ten because if it was the bitch from a few second ago , imma break her head with this fucking Patron bottle.

"I'm sorry, here" A voice from behind me said handing me a few paper towel. I looked over to see a tall boney looking girl with a pout on her lips.

"You good, thank you." I took the paper out her hand and began wiping the counter.

She looked at me before tilting her head, "Ion know you, who are you?'

"Why should you know me? You the mayor or some shit." I scrunched my face up at the question.

"No but this is my house." She laughed.

I nodded. Throwing away the paper towel and bring the cup to my lips.

"Iyanna" She said with a head nod.

"Zahra."

"You gotta be the one who moved up the block."

"Yup." I responded looking around the kitchen seeing a few people taking quick glances at me. I scrunched my face up starting to get anxious.

"They just curious and nosy as fuck." Iyanna said looking at me hopping on the counter.

"Why?"

"Cause everyone who lived in the neighborhood grew up here, from our parents to our grandparents, we ain't never have no new people."

"Must get boring as fuck, same people constantly."

"Mmmm not really, you just gotta know who to hang out with." She shrugged. As she said that Ice, Heavy, Killa and Bookie walk in, along with Ice's girlfriend.

I sighed seeing her, I took out my phone and texted Zayel telling him it was time to go.

"Aye, some mother fucker in there playing catch with mama lamp." Killa mugged Iyanna.

"Nigga this ain't my party. Go on and handle that." She pointed to the door.

"Heavy go handle that shit nigga." Killa mugged Heavy.

"This ain't my house, my name Wes and I'm not in the mess." Heavy held his hand up.

I Laughed because on the flyer it says, "Heavy's get together." Killa sucked his teeth and made his way out the kitchen.

"AYE! PUT MY MOMMA VASE DOWN FOR I KNOCK YA'LL MF CLEAN!!"

"Aye, move so I could get a cup." an Aggressive voice said from next to me, I turned to see rude ass Bookie.

"The term is Excuse me."

He looked at me blankly, blinking a few times, as I stared right back at him not moving a muscle.

"You gonna move?"

"You gonna say excuse me?" I asked raising my eyebrow.

"Move or I'll move you." He took a step closer to me.

Unt unt back the fuck up lil daddy.

"You touch me, Imma slap the shit outta you. Is it really worth two simple ass words." I tilited my head looking at him. He mugged me as I mocked him taking a sip from my cup.

He looked like he was bout to say something when Iyanna sucked her teeth hopping off the counter. Gaining everyone's attention.

"Fuck is you doing here?"

I turned around to see she was talking to a pretty brown skin girl, with short curly hair standing at least at 5'7.

"Here she go man." Heavy shook his head.

The girl rolled her eyes, walking towards me. She looks at me and smiles.

"Scuse me," She nods towards the liquor bottles behind me.

I gladly moved out the way, giving Bookie and mocking looks. At least some people know what manners is.

"Mo, go head some where man." Ice sighed. I heard someone huff beside me and turn to see Bookie tense up avoiding looking in the girl direction at all cost. I turned to Heavy to see his playful demeanor was replace with an uncomfortable face who just kept his eyes on the door.

The girl finishes pouring her drink and turned to face everyone. I looked around feeling the tension, ion now shawty but she got these niggas on they toes.

"I'm good, I was invited love." The girl shrugged.

"By the fuck who," Iyanna mugged her.

The girl sighed leaning on the counter next to me looking bored.

"You know what bitch I don't give a fuck, get tf out my house." Iyanna pointed to the door.

I raised my eyebrows, turning to the girl only to find her already looking at me. She extended her hand out to me.

"Molnia."

"Zahra, I like your name." I pointed out, it was different.

"Really I hate it, I love yours though."

"I feel you I hate mines to, that why I go by my middle name." I shrugged

Molnia tilted her head looking at me, "What's your fir-"

"Mo, just go man don't start no sh-"

"It's Molnia," She interrupted Heavy, "And I was having a conversation with Zahra and you interrupted that's rude."

I looked at this girl amused, she got 5 people grill the fuck out her and she don't even look the least bit phased.

"Get out my house Molnia, I'm not gonna tell your again." Iyanna huffed mugging her.

"Just go," Maní mugged her.

Molnia looked between everyone and smiled bring her cups to her lip.

"If you want me out put me out." She shrugged. I glanced at her and snickered. This bitch is my spirt animal from now on for real.

Iyanna tilted her head and began walking towards Molnia but Bookie brushed passed me coming next to her grabbing herself forearm and whispered in her ear.

Molnia scoffed and turned back to me, "You know, you real pretty, if I was gay I would fuck the shit outta you."

I raised my eyebrow, "You bold as fuck. But I'd fuck you too." I shrugged. She was a bad bitch.

She smiled, few seconds later Killa walks in with a mugging until her sees Molnia and his face lighten up. He walked towards her with his arms open. Molnia rolled her eyes and extend her arm out pushing him back.

"I missed you Momooo." Killa told her trying to embrace her.

"Don't call me that, move nigga." She laughed a bit trying to prevent his embrace.

"You invited her?" Iyanna asked Killa with a mug.

Killa turned around facing Iyanna, he looked around finally feeling the tension in the kitchen. He opened his mouth but nothing came out, he scratched his head and started looking around.

"I- wheewww"

Ion know what theses folks got going on but this entertaining as fuck and I know Zayel gonna be mad as fuck he missing this mess.

Zayel came busting through the kitchen with a smile on his face. When he see's me, he puts his hands around my neck and pulls me in.

"I think I could fuck with Atlanta, I just made another video look." He pulls out his phone. I mush him away with a disgusted face.

"You smell like sex and ass, the bitch ain't know how to bath." I scrunched my face up.

"You dead ass? You know my nose is stuffed Zahra I can't smell shit." He began to panic smelling him self. Heavy and Ice laughed

"You just fucked Tisha and Tamera slut ass nigga, you bound to smell like a 10 cans of bounce that ass." Ice told him.

"And how the fuck would you know?" His Maní mugged him. I watched as the sound of her voice makes Zayel's head snap to her direction.

Zayel looked at Maní and scrunch you his face, "I know you from where." He pointed at her.

"No you don't. " I shook my head trying to avoid this conversation.

Zayel looked at me and mugged me, " How you gonna tell me who I do and don't know bitch? you in my mind?"

I heard Molnia chuckle next me as I mug Zayel.

"Your brother?" Molnia asked.

"Sadly." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm, Marcos daughter you met me and my brother at he funeral." Maní said looking between me and Zayel.

Zayel looked at her for a few seconds, before turning away from her and standing infront of me.

"Yeah your right ion know her." He said reaching in his pocket for his phone. Causing Heavy to trow his head back.

" Maní this bout the second time they brushed your ass off, they don't want to know you shawty." Heavy said shaking his head.

"Shut your fat ass up." Iyanna mugged him.

"It be the skinny bitches hating on us thick people for real." Heavy said rolling his eyes. Iyanna bucked.

"Where you know them from Maní?" Bookie messy ass chimed in side eyeing me.

"No where." Me and Zayel said at the same time.

"Aye today's Monday? Because it's messy as fuck in here." Killa said scratching his head.

I scrunched up my face, "What you know about messy Monday?"

Killa scoffed, "I'm pretty on purpose so I could sit him, next on the docket." He waved me off.

I laughed along with Molnia. As everyone else just mugged Molnia.

"Fuck is going on, I sense tension, anyone of y'all niggas trynna fight." Zayel scrunched his face up.

"Yeah but not you love." Molnia Chuckled leaning off the counter. Zayel glanced at her for the first time tonight. He looked at her from head to toe and kept his eyes glued to her face. I couldn't blame him she was stunning.

She tilted her head and smiled, " You gonna move out my way or just stare at me."

Zayel chuckled and shifted letting her past. Molnia gave Killa a hug before Turing to me.

"It was nice to meet you Zahra, hope I see you again."

I nodded, "No doubt I gotta tell you my first name so you know why I hate it." I smiled.

She chuckled before turning and walking towards the kitchen door, not before flipping off Iyanna and blowing a kiss to everyone else. Making me laugh, I love this girl yo.

"Who was dat?" Zayel asked still staring at the door Molnia walked out from.

I was about to answer but Iyanna hopped on the counter fuming.

"A Opp ass bitch, why the fuck did you invite her?" She mugged her Killa.

Killa side eyed her, "Don't start."

"You kno-"

Zayel interrupted her by clapping, "We out." He turned to me fixing his jacket. I leaning off the counter beginning to walk towards the kitchen door.

"We gonna be at the basketball court tomorrow and shit swing by." Ice told Zayel. Zayel nodded dapping him and everyone else up.

"You gonna pop up Zahra?" Iyanna asked.

"Doubt it, still got shit to unpack." I shrugged, she nodded.

I walked out the kitchen To see the party is still live as ever, these mother fucker know how to party in the ATL. I weaved through the ground turning back a few times to be sure Zayel was behind me. Once we finally made it through the front door we was hit with midnight cool breeze that made me clench my ass.

"Colda then a mothetfucka." I shivered as we walked down the porch.

Zayel took off his Jacket and gave it to me, before draping an arm around my shoulder and watching out surrounding as we walked.

"That Maní bitch is our cousin or some shit right?" Zayel asked looking ahead.

"Yeah, her dad was pops older brother."

Zayel was quiet for a minute, looking at nothing in particular. Our family was always a touchy subject to talk about, we never considered them out family since they wanted nothing to do with use. Only family we know is our Pops and Aunt Nuni, well Was our Pops. But anyone else's blood or not where strangers.

"I ain't think we was gonna run in to one of them our first night." Zayel said.

I nodded in a agreement, as we walked the three remaining blocks we head left to get to our house. I looked around to see barley anyone in the street, it was quiet all you could hear was that fainted music from Killa and Iyanna House and crickets.

"Aye who was shawty they was grill?" Zayel asked looking down at me.

I laughed, " Molnia, ion know her but I fuck with her, she had them Mf on they toes. Whole room was grilling her and she was calm as can be."

"She ain't let them see her sweat," Zayel chuckled. "Become friends with her so I could get on that."

I sucked my teeth pushing him away reaching for my keys as we approached the House.

"I'm not doing shit for you, but if she do speak to me again imma talk back." I smiled and shrugged climbing the steps of the porch. I liked Molnia she seem unproblematic and down to earth, next time I see her in for Sure asking for her number. Make my first friend down here.

I unlocked the door hearing fainted voices, as we walked further in we see Nuni on the couch watching Martin. Well Martin watching her Because she we out like a light.

"Her Mexican ass always do this shit, like she don't got work in the morning." Zayel rolled his eyes walking towards her cutting the T.V off and pulling the blanket over Nuni limb body.

Ever since out fat died, when ever me and Zayel went out, Nuni would always try to wait us out but always end up falling asleep before we get here. Then when she gotta get up for work in the morning, she be having a hissy fit.

I huffed walking over and kissed her forehead before walking up the stairs to my boxed infected room. I took my shoes off and grabbed my Pops pictures frame from off the top of my dresser and flopped down on the bed.

"Shit would be so different if you where still here." I whispered looking at his picture with tears falling out my eyes. I turned on my side and closed my eyes letting the tears flow. I cried my self to sleep that night just like I did every night. ********************** Okayyyyy so school is almost over for me so that means more updates stiiink!!! but I added a new character. What y'all think about Molnia, I feel like she finna be y'all fav. I'm giving This book a little bitch of Lucid vibes. Speaking off I will update soon. I changed Zahra face claim tooo. Don't forget to comment and vote 🥰