✨✨✨Few days after the lunch✨✨✨Hey world its Mandy here. I'm pretty sure you know about me by now from my sister from another mother. I don't know where I would be if it wasn't for Love and her sisters. Even Tika although I'm not that close to her like that anymore.
Anyway after my mom died I got sent to live with my aunt. At first every thing was good until "They" came. Just thinking about this shit got my damn blood pressure up. After a couple of weeks there with "Them" I made my mind up to pack some stuff and leave. I couldn't do it at that house for two much longer or else someone was gonna end up hurt.
That decision I made changed my life for the good. I don't regret leaving. Life with Là,Tika and Love is one that I wouldn't change for the world. Them events made me the woman I am today.
Now for the crazy mess that's going on now, This is something that came out the blue for me. Not once have I thought about my Father. It sounds weird even thinking about the word. I mean I know I had one but to think that the nigga wants to meet, It sounds almost foreign to me.
I never knew much about him except for what my mom told me. Little stuff like how they met and how happy he was when I was born. She never talked down on him. I give her that much, but I kinda took my mom for weak at one point. Just to think of a man you so called loved and so called loved you be happy at one moment and and the next just up and leave. With So called no explanation is no man nor Father. My Mom never dated after that always saying " I have faith that he will come back and what would it look like for me to be with another man." I wanted to smack her up side her head for thinking like that but I guess that what love do to you.
Needless to say he never came back. Even if he did she's not here to see him. So here I am 25 years old with no mom or dad. I'm not looking for piety or anything and I can't for get Love parents just up and left too. Shits fucked up!!
I do have some issues when it comes to letting people in or what Love likes to say my "Manish way". Yes I said Manish becuz I Fuck'em and Duck'em with no worry about how they feel. I lie to some just to get what I need witch is not much. I'm cool with that. No man is worth my time except for what they have in between there legs.
Now don't get it wrong I just don't fuck anyone. You gotta look like something. I'm not saying you gotta be rich to have a good dick. I'm just saying look presentable. Look like you have manners, even if it just for one night. If I find a good one I hold on to him for a couple of weeks and then let them go. Don't need no one catching feelings and shit. Plus it doesn't help that I have a I.D.G.A.F attitude and that sometimes turn men off from me.
Niggas could be talking to me right in my face but I just give off that feeling. I don't be mad cuz they don't be catching my attention. Until I meet my match I will continue to do me.
Now I'm sitting in my room right now just feeling zoned out. Don't know if I want to cry or just scream at this point. Not only do my so called father want to me meet when and if Love and them go to see there parents, I'm still wondering how in the hell they know each other. My mom never said nothing like that and I would of thought something like that would've been important to tell me.
Apparently not.
There's also something else they need to tell me about my mom and Tika. I kinda have a clue seeming me and Tika really favor each other. We all use to talk about it but never said nothing to either parents. They seemed fine with it .
I really dont know what I want to do about this. I like the way my life is going right now and I dont think I want anything or anyone fucking it up.
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The One I Live For
Teen FictionFollow A'more on her Journey through the trials and tribulations of her life Greed,Lies,and Love