The Wrong Love

27: All Wrong

Day POV

"What do you want?"

"I haven't seen you in forever. I've been wondering."

"Now you wonder!? After 17 fucking years! Hell no! Bye!" I yelled as I was about to shut the door in their faces. Tears were tempting to come, but I kept my composure. The door was stopped by Capo as he welcomed them in.

"What is wrong with you?"

"That's yo' momma. What's wrong with you?" He asked as he locked the door.

"No. I'm not mending together our relationship."

"Get in the there and talk to them." He said through gritted teeth. I was in and asked once again,

"What do you want?"

"Babygirl, I know its been forever since we've seen you, but were here now."

"You're here now? I'm damn near grown and now you fucking show up?"

"Yeah, you got it right. You're damn near grown and I'm still your mother so show some respect."

"Wow. That's nice to know that I would have been disciplined. Just like the boys were. Matter of fact you didn't even show up to Jordan's funeral. But you were there for the other 4. Why was I given up on? Why did you leave me?!" I said as the tears flowed.

"We were in a bad place. We knew your brother would take care of you."

"But they weren't! You were! I spent nights crying and thinking that you were dead and damn near jumped off the side of a skyscraper thinking I want good enough for anyone! Because you weren't there! I had no figure to look up to other than the boys. Might as well call them parents."

"Daijah watch how you talk to your mother." the man said as he stepped up a little bit. This nigga aint my daddy so bitch, you are very much excused from my face.

"And who are you? Exactly."

"He's your step father and will be shown respect."

"He will be shown as much respect as much as you. Nothing. I fucking hate you." I said and there was a sting across my face. This little white bitch has lost her mind. Yeah her momma white. So Daijah is black and white, blite.

I had a reflex and pushed her before I was swooped off the grown. Capo was standing beside me so who the fuck is this? I looked down at the tatted arm and knew exactly who it was because my name was there. Andre?

"Andre put me down." yelled and he sat me down.

"Chill out girl." He smiled. I was happy to see my brother after he's been locked for two years, but why are you protecting her ass? Oh yeah, she was there for you.

"No. That bitch that want to call herself my so called mom has lost her mind putting her hands on me."

"She a good person. She wants what's best for you."

"You would say that but Andre think about who raised me. You, Jordan, Marcus, and Dominic. She even raised Black and Dom was adopted. She can raise someone else child and an adopted one but no time for me! That's foul man. That's simply fucked up!" I said before running up the stairs.

Yeah, I know. My life is fucked up. Its hella sad how she can raise all those kids before me and just leave me. Talking about they were in a bad place. Suck my dick.

Moments later the door opened and I knew who it was.

"That was not how you were supposed to handle that."

"Who care. She don't. I don't give a fuck."

"Yeah but I do. We supposed to be a happy family."

"Yeah, she aint family so we good." I said as I sat up.

"Babe stop holdin grudges."

"In not forgiving her ass after 17 years of invisibility. She thinks she can pop out the corner of 'forever alone' and me act as if she was there the whole time? Hell no."

"Okay. Be that way then." He said before kissing me.

"Ight. Imma go pick up Lyric from moms." he said as he stood up.

"Babe no." I said as I jumped on his back.

"What is wrong with you?"

"I'm horny." I said before biting his ear. Seconds later I was thrown on the bed and he attacked me. Time for another child.