I live a rough life. | Urban love story|

8. Your crazy.

I was on my way to pick up some more clothes from my grandma's house to bring to kentrell's house. It's been two weeks without my grandma and my mental health was slipping, I thought about her 24/7. I got to the house and kentrell called me.

"Where did you go?" He asked me on the phone.

"I just getting something from my grandma's why?" I asked him confused.

"Oh okay I was just wondering I got home and you weren't here." He said and I was quite.

He left me at home all day to go play ball with his friends.

"Yeah I was bored so I left." I said and he kissed his teeth.

"If you missed me just say that beautiful." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah whatever, I'm going to the store to get things to make something tonight I'm tired of outside food, what you want me to cook?" I said him.

"Damn ma you gon cook? I'm going to fall in love love with you, anything honestly, I do want some rice and chicken tho ." He said and I nodded I was craving a dish like that too.

"Okay I'll make some some stir fry." I said laughing at him.

"Okay cool, you want me to meet you at the store?" He asked me and I thought about I didn't like go out alone but it's was okay.

"It's fine, I just got my grandma's so I'll call you when I'm leaving here." I said and he nodded.

"Kk hurry I miss you." He said and I blushed.

"Okay and I missed you too goofy."I said blushing.

It was so weird being all mushy gushy but I liked it and how it made me feel, it was cute, and the fact that he was all sweet all the time made me learn from him, he was first real type relationship.

"Okay baby, I'll call you in 45 minutes." He said and I nodded hanging up.

He was so protective of me, he hated when I was out alone, he said because I was too pretty and Nigga will always be on my ass, it was nice that he cared about my safety.

I went into the house and sighed when I went inside it was empty, I really miss my grandma, I tried to talk to her yesterday but she was having a really hard time being off cocaine. It was so heartbreaking, when it came to family I really didn't have anything normal or long term, and it was fucking with me, with all my relationships.

I went into my room and grabbed a whole bunch of my clothles and stuffed it in my bag. I was so grateful I had kentrell because I would not be able to stay in this house all alone for weeks. I decided to check the mailbox because it's been so long since we did, I saw a letter from my mother from jail to my grandma, I was hesitant to open it because I just felt
Like I wasn't going to like what I was about to read.

"Dear mom,
Hi mom, my judge said that if Rose don't testify for me in two months they will prospone my bail again, please talk to her for me, it's been years and I waited patiently."

Love rosedale.

Testify ? Against who, what the fuck, the more and more I thought about I wanted to light myself on fire, that pissed me off, I knew she wanted me to testify against my father and blame it all on him, as much as I hated my father, i still wouldn't do that for any of them, they both did me dirty, and my mom was still the same self obsessed, I was raped and more and she didn't even care, or felt a little guilty, she was the worst, I wiped my tears and ripped up the paper, I felt so betrayed by grandma especially, whole time she would tell me, "your mother was the worst ect, she was help her get out, and she wanted my help, from the victim. I felt so heart broken all over agin, my own parents didn't give a fuck about me, and my grandma wasn't trust worthy this whole time especially on drugs. I sat there crying in my thoughts adding everything together.