Now I was barely seventeen with a pocket full of hope
Screamin', dollar and a dream with my closet lookin' broke
And my nigga's lookin' clean, gettin' caught up with that dope
Have you ever served a fiend with a pocket full of soap?
Nigga I can tell...
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"Ma get out!"
"Who is that!?"
"Don't worry about it! Get out!"
I kept the cover over my lower half and scolded her. She's not even supposed to be home yet. As soon as I decide to do something, she wants to pop up. Usually she would call and let me know that she's on the way but she didn't this time. Now she has to come from out of state to see me laid up in the bed.
"Onika Tanya you have five minutes to get up and get him out of my house!"
"Alright ma! Damn."
"And meet me in my room." She slammed the door and I mugged it. Annoying. I looked over at him and he was still asleep.
"Aye." I smacked his head and he jumped before rolling over to me. Hell no. "Get up. You need to leave, my moms home."
"You introducing us?"
"Fuck no. I don't think she would wanna meet you anyway. Especially because she just saw you half naked in her daughters bed. Go." I pushed him until he got out of the bed.
He was walking to my bathroom when the door opened again. Mami stood there and he jumped while holding himself. She has no boundaries.
"Ma!"
"Hurry. Up."
"Alright. Tiene que vestirse. Enfriar." I rolled my eyes at her. She's really tripping.
"No me digas que me calme. Voy a patearte el culo." She pointed before walking out, leaving the door open. I gestured for him to continue to the bathroom and I grabbed my sweats. Once they were on, I walked out. Throwing my hair in a messy bun and closing the door.
I don't need my brothers seeing a guy in my room. They'll shit bricks and then throw them at me.
Before I walked in Mamita's room, I took a deep breath. One of the many arguments to come in this house. For some reason she likes to point out the things I do. Like i'm such a bad child. Compared to my siblings i'm an angel.
"Yes, Mami?"
"Have you lost your mind?"
"No I have not, Mami. What makes you think that?"
"I'm working my ass off and you're sitting in my house with a guy....You having sex mija?"
That's long overdue.
"I don't wanna talk about-"
"I couldn't care less."
"Well I care more. Let it go. You didn't see anything but us asleep. I'm not having sex."
That's such a lie. I refuse to tell her anything because she'll spread it. My sister will know and then my brother. Next thing you know, my brothers are down my throat and i'm being quizzed by my uncles. No one wants all of that.
