I Got To Start Somewhere

I Got To Start Somewhere Part 6

SORRY FOR LONG WAIT

So much happened and i was grounded

And school work is piling up SO ONCE AGAIN SORRY

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I woke up the from the sound of kitchen pots banging together. I groaned and reluctantly got up. I headed for the kitchen to find my aunt beginning to cook. "What are you making," I groggly asked and sat down, resting my elbows on the counter.

"Not sure yet," she rubbed the back of her neck. "How about just some eggs and sausage?" She glanced at me with a hearty smile.

"Yeah sounds good to me," I wasn't that hungry, but I'm hoping when she finishes I will be. I watched my aunt gather her thing around. Getting a frying pan and the sausage and eggs. I'm glad my aunt finally stocked up because it's been awhile since we had real food. It's been a whole week since I have been here. I feel like it gets harder every day instead of getting better. Everything here reminds me of him. I always see people giving apologetic looks, don't they know there just making it worse.

The clicking of glass hitting the counter brought me back. My aunt placing a cup of orange juice infront of me. I sighed and gladly accepted it taking be gulps. My aunt finishing cooking placing a plate infront of me. Glad to be hungry now. "Nyla we need to talk," my aunt sounded unsure that she wanted to continue. I knew something was bugging her, but I was letting her get to it when she was ready.

"Okay lets talk," I set the glass down and dug into the breakfast. The sausage made my mouth water.

"Well you know I need to get back to work," she started to fiddle with the hem of her shirt. "And you know where that is." She was right I knew it was in New York. I been wondering what was going to happen.

"Well when should I pack?" I questioned, her face fell.

"Honey, it's not that I don't want you to come, but I think it would be best if you stayed-" WHAT!? was she saying I cut her off.

"I don't understand where am I suppose to go, I can't stay here Lisa. I just can't everything here just reminds me and I just want it stop," the tears that would have threatened to spill, would not spill now. I made a promise not to cry ever again.

"Honey that's why we need to talk," she said again. "I think it would be best for you to stay-," I interrupted her again.

"Please don't say home, why can't I go with you?" I questioned.

"I'm never home honey, and you know I'm always moving around. Nyla let me finish," she said before continuing. "I think maybe you should stay with your mom." What!? I never met my mom, I don't even know her well.

"What!? Dad told me she wasn't a mom and that she left us," my heart started to pound.

"He lied honey, he never wanted you to see your mom, she was bad lady and did drugs. Your father had to quit going to school just to watch her while she was pregnant. Not trusting her, always catching her trying to drink or do something," Wow my father cared for me and he was only sixteen. I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Then why are you sending me there," I questioned if she was such a horrible lady why would she want me to live with her.

"Well you see I have heard she has gotten better I don't know if thats true," she looked down at the counter. "I also heard that she has two sons," What? I could have brothers that I didn't know about. I always thought I was an only child. I wanted my dad to get maybe married again so I could have a little brother or sister. ANd now I might actually have not only one but two?! Even if there only half-brothers I want to meet them.