"STOP!! PLEASEEEE ....STOPPPPP.....OH GOD ...STOPPPPPPPPPPP .....GET AWAY.... Plea... " *Sigh.. As I wiped my face from the tears now streaming down my face, thinking back at that horrible day. I get out of bed and look out the window. " It's morning already ...this is not how I wanted to start my day." " ALIIIII , BREAKFAST IS READY", my mother yells. My big brother Tim comes in my room with this smirk on his face , then punches me in the arm. " You know in the new house I get the biggest room" he says , " No the Hell you not, I have more stuff" , I whispered yell so ma doesn't hear. He laughs at the fact I'm scared of our mother , my brother does what ever he wants, whenever he wants. See growing I was the obedient child , while my brother let the streets raise him. Even though my brother is in a gang he is still the sweetest person when it comes to me and my mother. Some days I wish I had his courage to be myself. Moms respects that about him but she still gets mad at him because he stopped going to church with us 5 years ago. As I shake my head out of my thoughts, I ramble through my drawers looking for my favorite red polo short sleeve shirt. Quickly throwing on some semi-fitted faded jeans and some slides, I hurry downstairs before Ma has a fit. The aroma of bacon grease with blue berry pancakes filled the air, sniffling all the way to the kitchen I see moms setting our plates and I just smile as my stomach starts to growl. " Ali you better get a plate quick before Tim hungry self eat all the food"she laughs,"A man got to eat what you expect" he says and laughs. When I finally sit down to dive into my stack of pancakes my phones starts going off....
*Vibrates
I looked at the phone and it's my neighbor Damon also my best guy friend since diaper days.
Ali:"Hey"
D: "Come outside" he frantically says.
Ali: "Can I eat first !", slightly annoyed.
D: Wait, what you eating , bring me some.
This dude always trying to get my food.
Ali: "No niggaaaa" , I laugh.
Then smack... "OWWW" as vision clears up I see my mother furious with her hand on her hip holding a spatula dripping with pancake batter and my brother choking from laugh so hard. " Mom what was that for", " Young Ladies don't talk like that", she says. I put my plate in the refrigerator and roll my eyes. She always gets on me about what a young lady should and shouldn't do. Running upstairs to get my jacket, can't help but think about this new school moms is transferring me to. I love East High all my friends that I grew up with are there,but then again maybe getting out of the hood would be for the best. Once outside , Damon runs to me with a fork in one hand and napkin in another. " YOOOOOOO , where's my food at", " I believe it's in your damn house with yo greedy ass." See me and Damon have this love hate relationship, at one point he had a mad crush on me but after awhile he gave up because I wasn't giving him no play. Now we are just close friends , even though I know he slick be trying to be more ..still. " What do you want D, I have to pack today"," I got some shit to tellllll youuuuu", he says while clapping his hands. " Okkkkkk wassup" looking highly irritated. " Guess who came out the closet...."his eyes widen, with his bottom lip bitten down while smiling. " Who!?" curious ask to who it might be. "...... Quincy!..... He was seen at the mall kissing on some guy. My jaw dropped , Quincy was our boy from elementary days. "Nooooooooo , Quincy ....Quincy?, why he didn't tell us!." " Bruh even if he did , that shit not cool, what if he try some shit on me, I'll bust his ass, he got me fucked up", sounding disgusted. I look hurt at the fact D would say that about about our friend , I couldn't stand thinking if I came out what Damon would say about me, I can't even fathom what even my family would do. I'm just going to focus on this move and getting my mind prepared for this new environment I'm about encounter.
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