Kamora 23
June 18, 2020
Milwaukee, Wi
It took me almost two days to find somebody that was willing to clean up the blood from the rented house. The owners told me I had to clean it before I left and charged me a big ass fee for shit I ain't even do. I don't see why cause they were going to get it deep cleaned anyways. I got two crack heads to clean it and I paid them nice.
I couldn't clean it. I struggled just going in but I made it.
I sat outside of Franks house trying to calm my nerves before going to say my goodbyes. I really hope he let her come visit me. I'll rent a house out somewhere just for her.
I rang the bell and Dream answered looking upset with tears in her eyes. "What's wrong?", I asked walking in and closing the door.
"I can't fry to chicken right.", she cried.
"Dream?", I heard Frank ask sounding sleep. She tried to stop crying.
"Baby it's okay, you want me to help?", I asked rubbing her back. She nodded sniffing.
"I burnt all the chicken though."
"We can go get some more." Frank walked from the living room with one eye squinted and the other one closed. He opened both of them when he saw me.
"Kamora?", he asked confused.
"I just came to say bye, I can le-"
"Stay.", he said cutting me off. "Please." He walked to me and wrapped his arms around me and rested his head on mine catching me off guard.
"Uncle Frank go lay back down. I'm gonna go to the store with Kamora we'll be back. Your doctor said you'd be loopy with your medicine you don't need to be up right now." Dream walked him back to the living room. I went to see the kitchen and it was a mess, the grease is burning, the chicken is indeed burnt. I turned the grease off and started cleaning.
By the time Dream came I was almost done. "You ready?", I asked looking at her. She nodded. I finished what I was doing then left.
...
Dream stopped in front of the cart and stopped me from pushing it.
"Can you stay? Just a week longer. I'm not getting another social worker, it's just me and uncle Frank and I can't take care of him myself. I don't know if you know or not but we don't talk to his momma no more, she tried to sell me to her landlord cause she couldn't pay rent. She said since I was living with her I had to help out. I been with uncle Frank since and he always made sure everything was good. I know he gone keep trying to do that but he won't heal if he doesn't rest.", she explained. I just looked at her. Fuck!
"I'll stay for one more week, but you have to talk to your Uncle Frank when he's in a right mind. My out of my rental so I would have to sleep there.", I said.
"You can have my room I'm sure he'll say yes. But I'll talk to him. You can even listen if you want."
"We can share. I'm sure it's enough room for both of us." She moved from behind the cart and we kept shopping. We're making baked macaroni, spaghetti, string beans, and fried chicken with some Hawaiian rolls.
...
I started on the chicken and talked Dream through boiling the noodles for the macaroni and spaghetti. While I was seasoning my flour I saw Frank coke in out the corner of my eye. I glanced at him then back at the flour. "I thought I was trippin'.", he said.
"Uncle Frank I need to talk to you.", Dream said as she finished the noodles. The left and I stood by the door and listened.
"Do she wanna stay here? I can get her a room somewhere.", I heard Frank say.
"Why wouldn't she?", Dream asked confused.
"I wasn't being too nice to her, when she first came back. I might have hurt he feelings."
"Why would you do that?" I heard hands clap together.
"I was hurt but it was wrong.", he explained to her. "I do wanna apologize to her and make sure she good. I just don't know if she wanna hear it."
"Well I'll sit in here while you go apologize. Cause yeah you wrong."
"Mmcht." I heard Frank coming so I quickly went back to the chicken acting like I didn't hear anything. I placed a few pieces of chicken in the bag and started shaking.
I seen him come in and lean on the counter next to me. "Thank you, for coming and helping us out and sitting with Dream when I was in the hospital.", he said.
"I did it for her. It's fuck me from you and that's cool you got a ri-"
"I'm sorry Kamora.", Frank said grabbing my hands making me stop shaking the chicken and cutting me off. "I wanted to hurt you so you could feel my pain but I been regretting it since we last talked. I ain't think you cared, so I ain't bother reaching out." I just looked at him. I can't stay mad at him.
"I accept your apology.", I shrugged. He just looked at me.
"What's wrong." I looked at him confused. "Your eyes, I could always tell." My face softened. "I'm over stepping I'm sorry. If you ever wanna talk I'm here, not on no funny shit." I nodded. "You staying here? You can have my room."
"Nah imma share with Dream, but I am staying for a week only. So, hurry up and get better. Tell Dream to come check her noodles." He nodded and left.
...
I sat in the living room smoking a blunt with Frank, Dream's sleeping. "What happened to your neck?", I heard him ask. I don't know why but everything just came out.
"The last time we fucked, I came here cause I walked in on Jade and Jaylen having sex. I went to get meat for greens and walked in on that. I confronted him and he cam back at me saying I FaceTimed him when I was at the pool party and he heard me getting flipped. I told him he ate me after you fucked me and he flipped. He checked me so Jade hit him and jumped on his back then he went after her. I tried helping but he pushed me and I hit my head and knocked out. I woke up and, he killed her. That's why I was at the hospital and I saw Dream, she asked me to stay so I stayed.", I looked at him with tears in my eyes as he gasped. He pulled me to him and I just broke down. It felt good being in his arms. I felt safe again.
