up!â
âNaw, niggah! You let her up and then Iâll back up!â
Big Ant slowly raised his hands in the air and climbed his big ass off of me. Sparkle kept the pistol pointed at him as he backed his way out of the apartment. She followed him into the hallway until he got on the elevator and went down. She ran back into the apartment and screamed at me to move quickly.
âLetâs go! Now !â
Sparkle snatched a bag that was already packed and ready to go. It was as if she knew someday she would have to make an emergency exit. I ran to the elevator and pushed the button, but Sparkle grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the stairs.
âNo! The stairs! Come on!â
âThatâs sixteen flights!â
âCOME ON!â Sparkle screamed.
Sparkle was in great shape because she ran down all sixteen flights without stopping once. I had to take a couple of breathers aroundthe eleventh and third floors. Sparkle cursed me every time I stopped.
â Come on! â Sparkle yelled at me while she was standing at the bottom of the stair. â Get your ass down these stairs! â
âIâm trying!â I yelled back as I leaned on the rail for support.
âIf you get us killed, I swear Iâm gonâ kick your ass, girl!â
When we reached the first floor, Sparkle pulled out her gun and slowly opened the door to the lobby area. We could see Big Ant and Mr. Harry standing near the elevator. Sparkle tapped me on the shoulder and I followed her through a rear door, which led to the parking lot. We slipped into her car quietly and unseen, but once she started the car, she put the pedal to the metal! She burned rubber speeding out of that driveway.
âI got to find you a place to stay.â
âI have money, Ida. We can go stay at a hotel.â
âThatâs not safe, baby. Mr. Harry and his goons will finds us in no time.â
âWell, what we are we going to do?â
âI donât know, but we have to do something quick.â
Sparkle pulled into the parking lot of a Waffle House restaurant and cut the car off. âI have to take you to DFACS!â
âNo! Iâm not going back there. Iâll only end up in a foster home.â
âIâm sorry, Shante, but what else can I do? I have to get out of town for a while, and I canât leave you behind living on the streets.â
âIâll be okay.â
âLike youâre okay now?â Sparkle looked at me sarcastically. âYouâre sixteen years old trying to survive in a world where most adults canât even make it.â
âI have to do what I have to do.â
â Stop saying that !â Sparkle screamed. âLiving on the street is not what you have to do! There are people who can help you, but you have to want them to help you.â
âThose people donât care nothing about me!â
âWell, you have no choice, baby.â
âIâm sixteen now and I can make my own decisions on where I want to live.â
âOkay, youâre sixteen. You think youâre grown, so where are you going to live?â
I tried my best to think of an adult answer to Sparkleâs question before she hit me with her follow-up response, but I couldnât.
âThatâs what I thought! So, this is what weâre going to do. Iâm going to take you to some close friends of mine and theyâll take good care of you.â
âPlease, Ida, I know youâre trying to help me, but I donât want to live with anybody else. Iâm too big. Theyâre only going to kick me out.â
âNot these people. Theyâre good people.â
âThatâs what they always say.â
âI know these people and they will take good care of you. I promise.â
âHow do you know they will let me live with them?â
âBecause I just know, thatâs how.â
âShoot,â I sighed, âIâm going to