Hayyyy this chapter way over due, but here you go. Happy new year!!!!
Ty POV
The first three months of school have flew by. I think I've decided to play softball my junior year. It looks fun and doable. The ball is huge. How hard can it be? Thanksgiving break is approaching. That means we going to South Georgia. I get to see Jaime, Hampton, Ariana, and all my other cousins! Counting down to that.
Dad and I are going to Nanas house. I think we all just said screw Covid. We miss family. I'm still scared tho. Not gonna lie. I get out the car and run to the door. I see Anthony's truck. "Uncle Anthony!" He hugs me. I miss him. He's been so busy lately. Dad walks in behind me. He daps up Anthony. I run to the kitchen to see Nana cooking. I hug her. She dosent hug me back. "Don't come in here now, go hang out with Anthony." She turns her head to the side. I keep hugging her. "I love you..." She hugs me back. "I love you to baby."
After Antrez comes in we sit down for dinner. Finally. I'm starving. Today we eating Spaghetti, Asparagus, and roasted tomatoes. I don't care much for spaghetti, but I love roasted tomatoes. I make my plate and go sit down between Nana and Anthony. My favorites. We have casual conversation until Antrez brings up the family vacation and Thanksgiving. Family vacation is like 4 months away. We got time. Thanksgiving is around the corner. "I can't wait to see my cousins!" We all smile. "I can't wait to eat!" We all laughed. "Yea, and I can't wait for the family to meet Abigail!" Everyone agreed. I did not.
Pump the breaks...
"She riding with us to South Ga?" Dad nodded. "Well we actually taking two cars. You're gonna ride with me and Abigail!" He spoke in a cheery tone.
No. This is not happy.
"I'm riding with Anthony, Antrez, and Nana." I state. Antrez looks at Dad as if to see what his next move is. Anthony looks at his plate and Nana looks at hers. They want no parts. I cross my arms. I don't care. "Ty you're gonna ride with who I tell you to ride with." His tone was low. He wasn't here for my shenanigans today. I wanna argue back. I wanna go tell him to fuck off. But with Antrez here and the way he's talking. It's not a good idea. "Ok." I feel the tension in the room pop.
Dinner is saved.
For the rest of dinner, I eat my tomatoes and play around with the rest of my food. I don't want spaghetti or Asparagus. When everyone starts standing, I take it as my cue to leave. I dump my plate in the trash and take it to the sink. As I'm walking from the sink dad stops me. "Go wash the dishes." I fight the eye roll and turn around to go do it. It's not much. Well, sorta is. I start running the water. He fuckin sucks for bringing Abigail. I turn off the water and start scrubbing. I don't wanna wash the dishes. Somebody comes behind me. I turn my head to see Abigail. Ugh. Why she can't just leave me alone. She stand beside me and I act like I don't see her. I focus on the dishes. She calls my name. Damn these dishes dirty as fuck. She calls me again. I wonder who ate off this plate, it's a mess. She calls me for a 3rd time. I gotta let the pots soak. She gets quiet. Fucking finally. I keep washing. "You know Tyrene, I promise I'm not that bad. Like I'm just a regular person. I don't know how many times I have to tell you this." She's pathetic. Begging me for approval. She clearly not a gangster. Unlike me. They won't ever see me down like this. This behavior is distasteful.
She eventually left me alone and I went to go sleep in my Dads room. I'm tired. And I'm guess somewhere between there dad carries me to the car because I awake laying across the backseat. I don't move or make a sound. The conversation sounded like they were talking about me. "She can't always get her way. I don't care how she feels about it. I'm the adult." I don't always get my way. But whatever. I rolled my eyes. Ugh. "Babe all I'm saying is, if she doesn't wanna ride with us, she shouldn't be forced." Wow. I like that Abigail. "And all I'm saying is she's gonna do whatever I say. She needs to get over this with you. You're not going anywhere." He leaned in and kissed her. And if I wasn't trying to hide. I would have vomited right there. They're fucking disgusting.

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General FictionTyrene Johnson is a black girl brought up in Atlanta, GA. Raised by a single parent, her mom, most of her life. She always wandered what it would be like to have a dad. When tragic events take her mom from her, she will find out sooner rather than l...