Keisha Chronicles (Part 1)

My Celebration

"... As I take my seat, I want to say that I Thank God for letting me graduate and being the valedictorian for the class of 2018". As I look at my mom,  I see her crying. Im trying not to cry because I know that She believed in me and that she see my oldest sister smiling down on me. As I see her, I see my life and my struggles that I have overcame to get this far.  I've experienced my father and my mom being in an abusive relationship. I see my innocent sister being shot to death during a robbery.  I also see the bullshit my mom had to deal with during my "struggle" stage in High School.  Damn, It's been hard.  After I accept my awards, I head out with my mom because I have my clothes to pack and a party to attend and a bitch gotta get cute.

I head home and is surprised by my dad, the man who I haven't seen since he put his hands on my mom's and called me a 'hoe", which was last week.

" Congratulations baby girl. Even through I'm not as perfect as I want to be, but I still love you with all my heart." He hands me something in a real small box that was wrapped up neatly with a red bow. I'm nervous to open it, but as much I want to see What this nigga bought me. I unwrapped this box and I opened it. I looked inside the box and found a set of keys.  "OK, What the Hell is this?" I said in a confused voice. "Keys...." As he laughs. "It's the keys to your new car" he says as he takes new outside.  As much of shock I'm in, I still take caution about this gift. "Is this a way of saying sorry about things you did to me and my family? If this is, then You're wasting your time. Your little "problem" is what caused my family to through all the bullshit you put us through. In order to pay back my life is to go to rehab and say sorry to me and my family". I wanted to slap his punk ass for the dumb shit he put us through, but that's my dad and I respect him for this car.  "Keisha, babygirl, you know I've been to rehab. I've been to counseling and all that.  I know I can't take this shit back. You know it. But everything is perfect now I just--" "So everything is perfect now?" Keisha interrupted. "So beating the shit out of me and my momma is perfect? Having 6 pounds of marijuana stuck inside my sister's room? Hiding cocaine inside the washing powder?  So all of this is fine to you?.." tears start to flow from my warm cheecks.  I've never knew a car can bring back So much hurt, So much pain. "OK, I'm sorry, alright? Can you at least take the car because I spent my last on this car." I look at him in betrayal. I walked off away from him and into the house and locked the door.  I wipe my eyes and go get ready for this party.

As i walked in the room, i checked my phone to see if i had any missed calls, and damn, my ghetto ass friend, Zannique. As i called Nique up, i hear folks yelling in her background saying turn up. " Keisha where the fuck you at girl? folks out here waiting on you and i just seen Rodney and he looking for you!" I start laughing like hell and also start getting ready to meet up with my main bitches. " Girl you said Rodney there? My Rodney?" 

" Yea girl, he here, but he aint doing nothing stupid or anything. I guess you got his ass on lockdown because they way i see it, he actually appreciate a girl who actually love him for the way he is. Not just for his stylish looks or his money." 

"Right, but who all there?"

" Hell everybody would be if yo ass will hurry up". I then tell her that i was running because my sperm donor was giving me a car. About 10 minutes later i walked out the house to start the car, and i see a note inside the car. "Congratulations, bae. We finally made it through 4 years together and it seems like we met each other yesterday. Cant wait to see you at the party. Love Rodney." I read it, and damn, i felt really lucky to be with this guy. He's sweet and compassionate and he actually understands me.