Soleil POV
"Hey Dr.Lacy" I said answering the phone for him, my mother's doctor.
"Hey Soleil how are you doing?" He asked me.
"I'm fine, you?" I said.
"I'm doing good thank you. I wanted to let you know, because I'm not sure if she will, but your mother Ayesha was released from the hospital, and your sister came and got her. I know you and your sister have issues but can't refrain her from getting your mother you know?" He said to me.
I shook my head.
Here they go again.
"Yeah I understand that for sure. Thank you for the heads up." I said.
"I'd suggest to do your personal wellness check every now and then on your mom" He said.
"Oh I most definitely will." I said.
"Alright, you have a good day Soleil" Dr.Lacy said to me.
"You do the same" I replied before I hung up the phone.
"Yep, personal wellness check finna happen right the fuck now." I said.
I bet I'm gone find my mother at that scummy dusty ass motel Desireè puts her in.
I bet.
And if I find a speck of drugs, we gone have a problem.
I opened my dresser and pulled my sweats out, putting it over my biker shorts. I had on my Nike sports bra with the matching biker shorts but I don't like wearing biker shorts out when Tremaine ain't with me so. I threw on the sweats.
I put my Nike snap back on with it, over my low bun, and took my earrings out of my ears.
I dug back in my dresser and put on my fingerless gloves, on each hand, before sitting on the edge of the bed, putting my black air forces on.
I grabbed my pill bottle that had my weed in it, and my pack of blunt wraps, because I know I'm gone need it soon as I'm done dealing with this shit.
I then grabbed my ashtray, my car keys and my pocket knife. I put my knife in my pocket and carried everything else out the house, and locked the door behind me as I headed to my car.
As I got in my car, I sent Tremaine a quick text.
Me: Hey baby my mom is out the hospital so I'ma pay her a visit, make sure she straight and not doing nothing
After I sent that, I started the car up and immediately drove off.
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Once I got to the motel, I got out the car and made sure to lock it, looking around squinting my eyes.
I seen one of the doors were opened, and I know my mom does that a lot when shes just trying to get air. So I assumed maybe she was in that one.
I walked up the stairs, seeing a old man walking past and he said "Hello"
"Hello" I said back being polite as I walked past him, and I got to the door, seeing my mom in there laying on the couch with her hand over her head.
It smelled like hella weed in here, but I also seen things I didn't wanna see on the coffee table placed in front of her.
More and more drugs.
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Soleil & Tremaine (A love story)
Storie d'amoreHood love story about me and mine. 💙 From the beginning, until now.
