Dark Ocean.

Seductive Arguments.

CYN ♠

I walked in a pace to reach my apartment to spend time with my mama. Normally I would wait for Lucky to give me a ride but since we weren't on talking terms, why bother? 

I sighed as a slow song played onto my phone. I just wanted to go home and explain my problems to my mother. And understood me more than Aurry could ever have with her flaw ass.

" Babe. " I turned around and looked at Lucky in his car, I didn't want to talk to him about a job that was keeping a roof over my head and my mothers. Food on the table each day. Bill on every month, and other stuff I and my mother personally needed.

I stopped in my tracks and sighed, " Go home Lucky, I don't have time for your shit. "

" Baby, stop ignoring me please. "

" I never said I was ignoring you, you're taking it to personal. "

" Then get in the car and ill drive you home. "

" I can walk. " I huffed, walking off leaving Lucky behind. I got home and found my mama cooking. I loved when she cooked, it tasted so good.

" Hey mama. " I greeted kissing her soft cheek.  I went to my room and changed out my school clothes into some shorts and tank top.

" You got this boy Lucky running back and forth in this apartment building Cyn. I told you to stay away from those uneducated hood boys running around in those streets. That's what got me where I am today . " My mama proclaimed making me a sandwich.

" Mama, Lucky is different from the others. He has Straight A's, and he wants to be a construction manager he has one more year of college courses and he'll be it. " I explained, she placed a plate of chips with a sandwich and a cup of kool-aid.

" Cyn, life changes people in a matter of seconds. Look what it did to me? "

I rolled my eyes taking a sip of my drank, " Lucky is not you, or my dead beat drug dealing father, Lucky has potential. He has a bright future and is in the right path to succeed. "

" So, selling drugs is in the right path to succeed? "

" It's not, but if your the man of the house and your mother has two kids and a job working only 7 hours 4 days a week and not having a high school diploma then you gotta hustle to feed, pay bills, and keep a roof. "

" So you selling drugs too? "

" Hell no. " I quickly answered eating my sandwich. Any minute she was going to ask how I get the fridge so full and myself and her an iPhone.

" Then how you get all that money in the purse you have in your bedroom? "

" A job. " I simply answered texting on my phone.

" You sucking dick? "

Brusting into giggles, " Ew, No mama ! I'm a virgin and I'd like to keep it that way. "

" Damn, I wish I had your morals when I was your age. "

My mama met my father at sixteen. He was a dope dealer and sadly he got my mama addicted to coke and extascy. She she was about  seventeen when she moved out my grandmas to move in with my father. He started changing his ways and got serious while my mama wasted her life. At the age of eighteen she struggled with her school but made it to Point and graduated with a 3.8 GPA. She was twenty when she had me and had to drop out of college to take care of me. She got back on the drugs when her sister died and that's when my daddy  got up and left.  He left leaving me give hundred dollars, and a letter. Leaving my mom to be on her own, suffering with drugs my mom got more addicted then before. She met a group a niggas who let her have drugs and they force her. My mother goes through a lot.