Chapter 8

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Rebecca POV

    Shaneika knew what she was doing, thinking it's going to hurt me. Ha! She hella wrong. I'm standing here waiting for these tricks to bust a move, and they ain't doing shit. So I guess I'll have to prove I'm not the one that's scared. So I walked over to Shaneika and stuck her in the face, she fell to the ground. I got on top of her and start beating her in the face next thing you know Tiffany and Jamia jumps in. Oh hell naw!!

    Tiffany grabbed me, threw me off of her, and start hitting me in the face. Jamia starts scratching and pulling my hair. I had enough. Irritated, I push both of them off of me, went over to Tiffany and started beating her. While I was doing that Jamia tried to run up on me, but I backhand slapped her and she fell to the ground, got up and ran home. One down, Two left. Shaneika ran up to me and knocked me down and start punching me in the face. Now I had enough. I punched her really hard in the face that she passed out. Tiffany of course, ran away. I looked at Mark and he looked at me and that was the last time I've seen him......

10 years later

    "Mommy, mommy mommy!", Stacey called out running in the kitchen, "there is a man on the phone."

    "Tell them ill call back later, honey."

    Wow, it's really been 10 years since I saw Shaneika, Mark, and my "mother" Tiara. Tiara and I have been talking a lot on the phone and she wants me and my daughter to come to the family reunion. I really don't know if I want to come tho. She's been telling me that Mark and ShaNeika are dying to see me, but lets be real ion like that trick. She thinks we cool now, but lets be honest. I can hold a grudge for a pretty long time. Yes, I'm still mad after 10 years.

    "Mariah go pack some clothes for the whole weekend. Ugh, I'm taking you to see your family you haven't met yet."

    "Okay, mommy!" Mariah said running upstairs to the room.

I sit down on the couch, turn on the TV and start watching Opera. My phone started ringing and I look at the caller ID and it said Tiara. Ugh, I did not want to talk to her, but I decided to anyway. "Hello Tiara I'm coming to the family reunion, I'll be there tonight, but got to go bye." I hung up. I go upstairs and start packing my clothes. I wonder how this trip goes.

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