Thuggin' Like My Daddy.

Stoppin' Like My Daddy.

Every night was starting to become like this he'd ignore me for hours, when we talked it was seconds from and argument or extremely sarcastic. He comes home drunk usually with two three girls with him. I heard him stumbling and I opened the door I didn't hear any drunk giggling or any stupid things being said so I assumed he didn't bring any hoes home tonight.

"Jodi are you okay?" I stared down the staircase to see him laid out on the stairs. He didn't say anything or even make a sound, "Jodi......Jodi." No answer. A feeling of panic washed over me and I ran down the stairs and tried to wake him up.

"Hmm?" He said with his eyes closed and practically grunted out. I stared at him and tried to fight the tears that almost fell when I thought he was dead for a split second. I lifted him up and halway dragged and carried him up the stairs. I carried him into my room a undressed him throwing his clothes everywhere I picked him up again and brought him into the shower because he was in deep need of a bath. He smelled like the ocean and the hard old men drinks, so I could tell he had been around a lot of females and alcohol so he had to be at a strip club or a regular - nah just a strip club. I watched him closely as I dried him off and laid him on my bed I brought in a trash bin. I went in his room and grabbed a nice pair of boxers that I thought was cute. I stepped slowly in my room and slid them on him.

I got up and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My momma used to gaze in my eyes and tell me I was her twin. Me and Dallas would wake up to something on the table like pancakes french toast or a breakfast sandwich. She didn't care whether or not she was late to work she wouldn't leave until she saw us eat and go out of the door. She always kissed our foreheads and cracked a joke. I could never imagine her involved with somebody doping and pushing bricks. I wonder what she would say if she saw me now. She'd tell me to go apologize to JaNiyah and win her back and leave Aliana. She stayed trying to get me to leave Aliana because she always wanted me with JaNiyah. She'd say we were soulmates and start laughing when I'd hide my face at the word. I missed her and this feeling in my body was beyond any feeling in the world.

I hopped on oovoo after checking on Jodi to see if he was alright. My phone started vibrating and I could see that Dallas was tired.

"What's going on Dallas?"

"Nothing me and Kara got into it and I've missed you. How have you been? After that IHOP thing you kind of fell off."

"Jodi goes out every night I stay here tonight I guess he got too drunk because I had to bring his heavy ass up the stairs, take his clothes off, shower him, and put more clothes on him. Now I'm watching him sleep so he doesn't die in his sleep or something."

"You already know the only reason he's drinking so much is because he can't control himself around you," Dallas tried to console me.

"Dallas honestly I really don't know nothing when it comes to him because its like he is just being difficult. One minute we clicking we good he tells me he loves me while we're fucking and now I don't even know 'cause all we do is go back and forth and argue and he's just fucking whoever whenever now."

"Did you tell him you loved him back?"

"No I brushed it off like I didn't hear anything because I wasn't ready to say it back."

"What about now?"

"I don't know."

"Well you did all that stuff for him so you obviously care about him."

"What-"

"Nah just listen you might not know it but you behaving like you love him. 'Cause I don't know any girl who would carry me up a flight a stairs bathe me and dry me off and watch me so I don't die in my sleep. Like lil' sis you love him or are falling in love with him. No matter how torn you are about it. That's love plain and simple man."