It Ain't Black And White

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"olive" looking up, anele had a sad look in her eyes. "cora Phillips you are coming with us" putting my head down, the tears fought to break through. Getting grabbed by two officers, I looked at anele. "tell him I love him" "CORA" getting taken out of the house, I refuse to let the tears fall. Getting pushed in the back of the police car, I looked at anele as she has tears down her cheeks. Putting my head down, I swear to myself that I will get back to him. I refuse to speak with any of my family.

Anele.

What am I supposed to say to Emmanuel and Shania?. As much as I dont want to interrupt their learning, I need to go down there.
Getting to the school, I walked straight in.
Shania spotted me instantly "Momma" when Shania and Emmanuel both looked at me, Emmanuel slammed his hands on the desk "Momma no" "I'm sorry they came to the door" Shania put her head down where as Emmanuel lost his shit. "SHE IS MINE" watching him destroy the school property, junior, Denzel and Hakim tried to stop him but I knew it destroyed him. It's destroyed all of us. Shania walked straight out of class with her head down. "EMMANUEL" I knew he'd lose it and I don't blame him, there's no way I can stop the boy, but if I didn't tell him until later, he'd be at my throat too. "ANELE WE NEED TO GET HIM OUT OF HERE" I nodded as tears fell down my cheeks. That girl means a lot to all of us. Watching junior, Denzel and hakim pull him out of the class, I looked at everyone else "sorry" "she can't be fucking gone" Emmanuel ran straight out of the building. "boys its going to be hard road for that boy" junior nodded. "They were perfect for each other anele" "yeah.. and for some reason I don't think she will go back to that same house" shaking my head, the only thing I could do, was hope to God she gets back to us.

Cora
"Out miss Phillips" getting out of the car to some house, The officers grabbed me taking me to the door. The first person I seen was my dad "cora" "your daughter sir" "yes she is" dad grabbed my arm, leading me inside. This place is just as fucking boring. "It's good to have you home Cora" looking at my sister, I didnt even bother speaking. I refuse to speak to any of these people. "Your phone" dad put his hand out. Throwing it on the floor, he shook his head "cora" looking at my mom she went to hug me and I stepped back. "You need to be here".
"Cora" looking at Marybeth, I refuse to speak to her too. "You owe me a hug" not saying a word, she came over and I stepped back "not even a hug for your favorite chef?" mom shook her head "you will get over this and we can be a family again" "I will show you your room" looking at dad he started walking and I followed. "your new room" walking in, I looked around. Ugly fucking decorations. Not even my fucking style. Walking to the desk, I grabbed the chair and placed it by the window. "Don't try escape this time" just ignoring my dad, I kept my eyes on the window out side.
"Cora they just want what's best for you. You belong here. Those streets aren't safe" "marybeths right. You will be seeing a counselor too" I ain't speaking to no one. Fuck all of them. I want to go back to the man I love. "Not going to talk to me anymore cora?" looking at Marybeth I then turned my head back to the window. "Emily this isn't a good idea. She is going to shut down" "she will grow out of it". Bullshit I will. Fuck this life and shit.

Emmanuel.

This can't be happening. Walking into her room, I shut her door and sat on her bed. My olive, she's mine and I can't let her go. Her smell, looks, smile, laugh, personality. She is perfect for me and I'm perfect for her. I broke those walls, I made my way to her heart as she did mine and they took her. That girl, is my girl. I want to care for her, love her, see her happy, protect her. I was never this way with Keisha. She was just a girl from the damn streets who had no damn respect. Seeing her ipod on the bed, I shook my head. I bet they took her phone too. She is going to have no freedom and living in hell. Looking at her bed, the images of us making love for the first time last night invaded my mind. The way she touched me, looked at me, felt, kissed me with passion, smelt and tasted. I'm going to miss everything about her and I will never forget about her. I refuse to let her go.
"Emmanuel" "hey" "we need to get her back here" I nodded as tears fell from eyes. "Made love to her for the first time last night Shania, she is everything I want and they took her" Shania moved wrapping her arms around me "I know you love her. We all do" "Emmanuel" looking up at momma, she looked broken. "The only thing she said before leaving was.. tell him I love him" it fucking broke me. I know she loves me, I could see it, I could feel it. We didn't need to say it but damn I wish I did. "You two need to complete your schooling. To work hard like her. Make her damn proud" mommas right. Cora always put her head down and got her work done. "we will momma. For her we will".

Cora.

"Cora" not even bothering to respond, Jake walked over and grabbed my hand. Pulling it away, I kept my eyes on the tree outside. "how are you feeling?" Ignoring him, he grabbed my face gently "nothing. Not one damn emotion" pulling my head away from his hand, I put my hood on and rested my head against the window. "You are better off here you know. They are all worried about you" bullshit they are. Trying to play perfect families and shit. Fuck this lifestyle and there shitty act of a perfect family. "please just talk" I ain't talking to anyone. I'm not moving from this seat. do they think a new house is going to make me happy?. This family is so damn materialistic and I hate it. "cora this isn't good for you. Socialize" "go away" "that's a start" curling myself in a ball, I crossed my arms over my stomach and continued to lean against the window. Those streets are my home, those people are my friends. Its not about where you come from, it's who you are inside. It's not about color. So many people in this world judge someone off where they come from, what type of clothes they have, how much money they have, color of the skin, education and who you associate with. Even when I first moved to the hood, people judged me, but I proved to them I'm not some rich bitch with money, I'm not some white girl who hates on blacks. They may have seen me as a white girl but in the end I found a true family, a family that loves me with out judgement. One that doesn't make me act like I am someone else, telling me how to live my life. They care about me and love me like I do them. "Cora you need to speak with someone, I'm here for you" fucking idiot, I want nothing to do with him.
"Cora dinner is ready" not even acknowledging Marybeth she spoke "your dad will not allow me to bring it to you. I'd like you to eat" I ain't going out there. They want me here, I'm staying in my room and if they lock me out of it, I will find another damn window to look out of. Jake tried to grab my hand, but I held it tight against my body. "Cora go eat" standing up. I moved to the bed and removed my shoes. Climbing in under the covers he spoke "you best get used to it cora, your dad is adamant that this is the way it will be from now on" closing my eyes, I blocked out his voice and started thinking of my happy place, which is with Shania, Emmanuel, anele, even junior, good old minor he loves to stir the pot. Makes me laugh though. They all do. Just the thought of them, I started to get sleepy. "Good night cora" I rolled my eyes. 'good night everyone. I miss you all and love you more than anything'.