Si'Mya's P.O.V
I woke up to someone knocking on my door. I got up and moved the chair from the knob, unlocked the locks on my door and opened the door to find my mother standing there. She looked scared out her mind, worried and relived about something but I could't put my finger on it.
"mya can I come in? There's something I want to talk to you about." I moved to the side letting her in.
She looked around at my new room and started to touch things. Then looked at me, while sitting on my bed.
"Come and sit I won't bite." "Last time you said that you let that bitch made nigga come in and touch me." I said harshly towards her.
She looked down and stared to cry. I didn't care how she felt. I really didn't. "Look why are you here, I got things to do and your wasting my time." I said walking in front of her with my arms folded.
"Came here to talk to you about something..........well I'm having a baby and it's not by your father. Last night when I walked into the room me and your father had a talk and well........he wants me to keep the baby."
I looked at her when she said that. I'm going to have a little bro or sis. But ya'll already know what's been going through my head since last night. I really didn't know what to say to her.
"well......what do you say about it?" "I'm ok with it....but when you have this baby, I want to take care of it the whole nine. I'll figure out somethings but I don't want you or him to even come near it." I said to her. She looked at me like I have lost my mind or something but, I didn't care him or her to grow up with dad that rapes you and try to pip you out(oh yea I didn't tell you yea he did try that stupid shit.)
she got up and walked to the door and stopped to open and said something that I'll never believe she actually do it. "ok I'll give everything to do with the baby." I got so happy but didn't show it In front of her.
After she left I got hopped in the shower, not before falling in the tub. I took my shower and got dressed in a Micky mouse 'oh boy shirt', high wasted shorts, a plaid shirt, all black binnie, and my gammas 12's. I took a picture and walked out he house with my all black Northface book bag. I cough the bus just in time and sat in my regular sit.
There was this dude that was siting next to me and this nigga looked like he was on something. Shaking and what not. I thought about school and what was going to happen to day. I got to school just in time and the was so many people at the back door. I wonder what was going on. I just then I ran into my best friend in the whole world. Jenny. Me and her were like sister with each other. She goes through the same thing but much different. Her dad got shot and die that same night, her brother is never home, living somewhere nicer and stuff so he doesn't know what's going on. Then her mom got re-married to this dude and this like looked like Rich hommie thug.
I mean he was cool at first but as soon as she said 'I do' he did a 360. like he stared beating them and so much more. One time he tried to touch her and everything but she'd always fought back. Anyways back to the huge group of people by the back of the door. There was police, school police and everyone's mamma there lol I mean damn.
"Hey bitch I'd missed you boo! What's going on?"
"Hey babycakes and nothing much same old same old. But I do need to tell you something.......just meet me at my house and I'll tell you everything. Ok."
"ight" Jenny said.
So we stared walking and talking and she was telling me about her little sis getting in a fight or something.
"Then my sis was on top just giving it to her then my other little sis was like 'ohhhhhhhh! she gave her the two piece..WITH NO DAMN BISCUIT!" I stared laughing so hard that I bumped into someone. i looked up and it was this bitch Trina. The girl always want to start with someone like bitch no. Trina was light skin with curly hair that was jet black, she only stood 5'3. She had a few tattoos up her arm.
"YO! you need to watch where you going bitch! I don't want to fuck you up again." she said to me. I was never scared of this thot so I was cooling it. Yea we did fight but before she can get her hand onto my face, I fucked her up right then and there.
"yo..you shouldn't be talking in the first place cause how I'd remembered it I was the one beating your ass and plus you can't deny it cause everyone got that shit on their phones....and at least I'm not the one who got trained at sammy's party last week."
Everyone was all around us and laughing. She shouldn't been talking shit in the first place. I started walking again with jenny and this boy I never seen in my life I think came up to me with his toothy smile. He had to be around my age and about 6'4, he was light skin with tattoos all around his body cause he had one black pants red tink-top and his gamma 12's. He had short curly hair. He looked down at me and smiled.
"You know she's the first one to come up to me and throw herself on me." he said.
"Well that's just Trina." I said cutting the convo short. I moved a side, only to be pulled back by him. he pushed me against the lockers and smiled. He had his arms above me making sure I won't try to walk away form him.
"Why you leaving so early ma? I just want to talk to you." I said nothing, just looked him in the eye.
"Ok... well let me just get your name right quick and I'll leave you alone." I looked at him then looked down.
"Si'Mya" I said slowly looking back up at him. He smiled that toothy smile again which only made me smile at him. He grabbed a hold of my face making me look at him.
"Well my name is Antony. But just call me ant if you want to beautiful." I just looked at him, hopping he'll leave.
"I'll see you around ma." he said giving me weak at the knees hugs. He smelled sooo good too. Then he just left.
"GIRL DO YOU KNOW WHO THAT IS?!?!?!"
"No who is he?" Jenny looked at me wanted to slap me in the face for asking that question.
"THAT'S ANTONY SMITH! THE FINEST BOY ALIVE AND HE GOES TO OUR SCHOOL AND PLUS HE LIKES YOU BITCH!"
I thought abut him and looked back to see if he was still around and he was. He was cute and all maybe that could be my new bea or some other bitch made nigga.
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Finding my own way
General FictionHey my name is Si'Mya and I live with my crack head mother and drug dealer dad. But things were never like this. I had an older brother named Jay. We were like that happy family you'll see in a magazine. I was 10 when I found out that my brother was...