Five Years Later
Good morning chica or should I say sleeping beauty?
Tisha comes over hugging me tightly seeing that I rolled over and open my eyes to catch her in my room again. She knows that I hate when she calls me sleeping beauty it's a sour reminder of my past but still I smile up at her.
"Good morning"
She finally released me when I said it back with a smile on her lips that is the size of Texas. Tisha is one of my best friends that I met when I was twelve years old. After I got away from that sick twisted son of a bitch that called himself my uncle and that deranged family on my fathers side. I ended up going to live with my godmother Yvette who was my birth mother best friend. Well I went to live with her, her husband Reese and their children two daughters Michaela and Clarissa and a son Carter of who I am older than all of them. Which everything there with them was hundred times better when I allowed myself to relax and be loved properly by them and their family, who loves me as if I am biological theirs. Which makes since my mother and her were like sisters until my mother got older and married my father. Which from the talks I've over heard wasn't something my father wanted. My mother got pregnant with my oldest sister so they kind of had to marry according to my grandfather.
Anyway were was I? oh yea!
Tisha is one of my best friends that stuck around through my shit show drama filled life. She is half Mexican and half African American which you can best believe her mother never lets her forgets her hispanic roots. Which is something I find odd because her mother is Afriacn American and her father is the one that is Mexican. But since they are married her mother is big on her learning about the Latin American culture saying it's half of who she is and she never wants Tisha to forget that part of herself because it's just as important as learning about her African roots. Whenever I visted she would always make us ask for whatever we wanted in spanish that included something as simple as water. Which the word is embedded in my brain "Agua". It got so bad to the point when Tisha would ask me to stay the night I would makes up a excuse for why I couldn't and the crazy thing was we lived right next door to each other.
So Taya is your Mom flying down for your graduation next week?
I sit up in bed looking under the covers to make sure I didn't piss myself because I remembered having that damn nightmare last night twice. I let out a deep breath when I see that I am dry thank the heavens no new sheets needed.
Chica did you hear anything that I just said to you Taya?
I look over to her guilty it's clear on my face I wasn't paying attention at all I was more worried about my embarrassment from being a twenty two year old that had possibly pissed herself and her best friend was in the room to see and smell it again. Thank god that Tisha have never judge me from the first day that I stayed at her house she just shook me awake hugged me close and told me that everything was going to be okay and she help me change the bedding and gave me new clothes to shower and change into. When I look up at her again she just shake her head pulling her long black thick silky curly hair into a ponytail.
She asked me again rolling her eyes at me as if to say she is ignored that she even have to repeat herself. The bitch needs to learn some patience.Yes they are all coming even my aunt Thelma and her boys will be down to help me celebrate they say.
Damn girl the whole family? And here I thought my dad inviting my abuela and all her sisters was alot. Wait what about your sisters on your biological mother side did you invite them as well?
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Love Will Tear Us Apart
Mystery / ThrillerI've lived a life of fear, depression, sorrow, bondage and feeling caged by my childhood. Now I am stepping into adulthood and I thought all that would change. Sure I will still have issues but nothing I couldn't get through with time right? ("Wrong...