Cleveland’s Queen

Peaches Gibson

Description

A Bad Bitch that started from the sand box of the hood and grinded her way to the top of the city. Queen of Cleveland!!!
A fictional novel that has all tr ue stories. The different story lines lived throughout the city of Cleveland, and is being told through multiple charters. The main charter Tri xie is a Boss Bitch! She’s from the projects and was molded by the hood. She is loved by many and envied by most. She’s well rounded with an impeccable grind. The epidemy a strong black woman that started from the sand box and made her way on top!

Sujets

• Cleveland (Ohio)
• Cleveland
• Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: AuthorHouse
• Date de parution: 21 mai 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9798823006606
• Langue: English

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CLEVELAND’S QUEEN
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
PEACHES GIBSON
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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© 2023 Peaches Gibson. All rights reserved.
 
Cover page and collages designed by Peaches Gibson.
Songs and poems written by Peaches Gibson.
 
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Published by AuthorHouse 06/13/2023
 
ISBN: 979-8-8230-0661-3 (sc)
ISBN: 979-8-8230-0659-0 (hc)
ISBN: 979-8-8230-0660-6 (e)
 
Library of Congress Control Number: 2023907376
 
 
 
 
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CONTENTS
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
By: Peaches Gibson

 
CHAPTER ONE

“90164” The officer yelled, waking me out of a deep sleep. “Excuse me”, I said, sitting there with a puzzled look on my face thinking, how did I get here? I feel like I’m dreaming, no! This is a nightmare!
11 Years Before I Landed In Prison
Both my parents smoked crack. My G-ma tried to raise me, but I was too far gone. I had already married the streets. I jumped off the porch on 38th street, I’ll never forget 2548 E 38th apt H19. I was eight years old when I met my best friend Diamond. We grew up in Longwood’s projects and have been friends ever since. I’ll never forget the first night I stayed the night over her house. “Hell motherfucking yea! Pay the fuck up! See that’s what the fuck I’m talkin bout, that’s why they call me Cash Motherfucking Money!” Diamond mom said, smacking a queen of diamonds on the table. “That’s right baby, set they ass,” her dude Victor said, racking up the cards, grabbing his drink. “Yea, that’s how you run a motherfucking ten!” Cash said high fiving Vic across the table. They was already up $800, playing $50 a game and caught another ten, the first hand. “Yes! Pay me my bread,” Cash said, hopping out her chair at the table too excited! Vic picked up the pin to write the score down and his homie like, “Oh naw, hold the fuck up, you renigged.” “No the fuck I didn’t and we up $850,” Vic said. Passing the deck of cards to his nigga’s girl so she could deal. Vic’s nigga snatched the cards out his girl hand and was like, “Naw not you, yo bitch renigged!” “What?! Who the fuck you calling a bitch?” Vic said, standing up, pulling his shorts up on his waist, getting in a stance. “What you mean, yo bitch,” the nigga said pointing his finger at Cash. Vic took straight off on his dumb ass. He punched him twice in his face, dude stumbled, his arm flung up tossing the cards up in the air and they scattered everywhere. “Diamond and La’Tricksa, go up stairs now! Get y’all ass upstairs,” Cash said pointing upstairs, looking pissed off. Then Vic caught dude with a hook and connected with dudes’ chin. We stood there shocked. Dude buckled falling on the couch, breaking the armrest. The dude’s girl popped up like, “Stop hitting him, he down. What the fuck is yo issue?” Cash pushed the girl out Vic face, the girl went stumbling over the living room end table. “Aye get yo nigga and get the fuck up out my shit,” Cash said. After they pulled, Cash started flipping on Vic, they were going at it. Cash picked up the cards yelling at the top of her lungs, “Why the fuck would you do all that in front of these kids?” “What the fuck do you mean? This nigga come up in my woman shit and disrespected her, I did what the fuck I was suppose to do, check the situation.” “You could have put the nigga out and delt with him on the streets,” Cash said as she bent down, trying to fix her armrest. “That nigga disrespected yo house, you, the kids and me and you just wanted me to give that nigga a pass, you must’ve lost yo damn mind.” “Oh yea, you got to go!” Cash said to Vic as she was putting up the folding table. “Oh so, you saying I was wrong for protecting my family?” Vic said getting mad as fuck. “Naw, I’m saying I don’t have shit like that around my kids. I wish you would have handled that differently but you got to go.” “So, I got to go?” Vic said with bloodshot red eyes. “Yea, you got to go,” Cash said shaking her head, looking sad and disappointed as fuck. He grabbed her by her neck, slamming her against the wall, pressing his face against hers. “So you putting me out for having yo back,” he said with hurt in his voice, grinding his teeth and eyes bloodshot red. Cash immediately started flipping out, “Is you fucking for real right now? Get yo muthafuckin hands off me,” she said, snatching away from him. He went after her and she ran upstairs. She saw us in the hallway, pushed us in Diamond’s room and told us to lock the door. Right after that, we heard gunshots. We ran into the closet and held each other with our heads down. About 20 minutes later, Diamond’s mom came to get us out the closet and took me home.
It was about a week later when I went back over there. We found an eight ball of crack and an ounce of some Good(weed). The nigga Vic must have left it because her mom don’t be into that type shit. We ended up smoking half the Good,and agreed that we needed to flip the weed we had left and sell the 8 ball to put some money in our pockets. We took the Good and dope to our hood brother Won, we call him “Big Bro”. He showed us everything we needed to know. After that you can say I lived in Longwood’s plaza, that was the “getting money block”. I stayed hitting licks over the niggas because I was a young pretty female and they saw I was hungry, M.O.E. was my motto (Money Over Everything). I was in love with a nigga named Malachi. He was the true meaning of a “hood nigga”. I couldn’t get enough of him. We were 13 and 14 staying out all night, sleeping in LongWood project’s laundromats. In fact that’s around the time I learned how to rap. It would be like seven of us beating on washers and dryers free styling. Malachi was the coldest, that’s who I took after. That nigga stayed getting money, and I took after him when it came to getting to that bread too.
Me and Diamond went to meet up with Malachi on Case across from LongWood’s plaza. Him and all our niggas was sitting back chilling, blunts and milds was in rotation. Some big fat manly Raspusha looking ass bitch had put in on the weed and was smoking with them and got mad when Malachi passed the blunt to me. “Aye, that come back to me,” she looked at Malachi and stretched her arm towards me, reaching for the blunt. I looked at her like she was 14k crazy and dragged that bitch hard as fuck to the point I started choking. “Aye pass me the blunt,” the big manly bitch said with her hand out, waiting for it. I passed it to my nigga Diamond. When she start hittin it, that big bitch flipped. “Bitch,” she said as she tried to snatch the blunt out of Diamond’s hand. I cracked that big hoe, I hit that hoe like three times and she turned around and started swinging haymakers. She caught me with like two of them bitches, bitch almost took my head off. I got to cracking that bitch with something nasty thinking, hell naw if she catch me with another one of them she might put me down in front of my niggas. That shit was dead. I got to serving that hoe, bink, bink, bink, bink, bink. She fell back in this chair that was behind her on the porch. You could tell she was dazed, I grabbed the collar of her shirt with my left hand and started pulling her into my punches. Her head bouncing off the wall to my right fist. The fourth time her head bounced off the wall, that bitch latched on my arm with her teeth. “Ahhhh!” I started screaming, “get this big bitch off of me, ahhhhh!” Diamond started rocking her shit. “Ahhh stop hitting this bitch,” I screamed as her grip was getting tighter. We both flipped out the chair when one of my young niggas karate kicked her in the side of her head. My other young nigga started stomping her face into the concrete. “Ahhh stop hitting this bitch, she about to rip my arm off,” I said as I dug in her jaws trying to loosen her grip. All my niggas just started going in, Diamond slammed a chair on her head, Malachi stumping her with his Timbs, Diamond cracking her shit and this bitch still ain’t let go. My little cousin ran up and her big sister was like, “Bite that bitch Sis!” She latched on her arm and started biting that bitch. That big bitch still aint let go! “Harder Sis,” my cousin said. “Errrr,” She started growling, shaking her head side to side like a pitbull. “Harder Sis!” That bitch still ain’t let my arm go! My nigga Coop came and started choking the hoe, before the bitch could pass out, she let my arm go. I got up and kicked that bitch hard as fuck in her face. She popped up like King Kong, beating her chest, “Y’all can’t stop me!” No bullshit the bitch looked like an an