"Where the fuck you think you going ?" slurred a voice I knew all too well.
"I- I was going to Mille's house to study for this big exam we got coming up. " I halfway lied.
"Mhmm you better not be out there being a 'lil hoe. Cuz if you can be a hoe, you gone pay some damn bills round here."
"No ma'am, I know better. I was also wondering could I stay the weekend- it might be a little too late to walk back all by myself once we're finished? "
"HELL NO!" "Yo ass need to be here to feed these lil bad ass kids, fuck a damn exam! " she said in reference to my two younger siblings Jade and Lanise.
"Well it aint no food here either, we've been starving all week." I said with a matter of fact voice.
"Well don't act stupid bitch, get that food stamp card and go to the store on your way back. " she slurred even more as she rose up from the couch.
"Aight. Ill be back around ten."
"Whatever", I heard her say as I slammed the door behind me.
My mother made me sick to my stomach, all she did was lay around all day, smoke weed or drink liquor, or be on the phone with some man she barely knew. I was about to turn 17 next month and I refused to stick around her anymore. Only reason I didn't move in with relatives was because I didn't want anybody to know what was going on and I didn't want to separate from Jade and Lanise. But I planned on emancipating myself from my mother and taking them in. Shit I been raising them since I was 12. I could get a job and better support them than my mother. She had no job, and we were on welfare and food stamps. And she also collected disability checks off of me and my sisters. She used that money to keep herself "clean" and go out every night. Only time we got something was when I took my paycheck and used it for us. She doesn't even know I have a job and I want to keep it that way.
As I approached Camille's house, I could hear loud music blaring from inside the house. I laughed a slight chuckle to myself. Camille and her moms was always listening to loud rap music. Camille had been my bestfriend since kindergarten.
She must've seen me from the window.
"Wassup Bitch!!? " she busted out the door and hollered. Mille was always hype for no reason.
"Nun Guhh, so what we finna get into, I got until ten." I said calmly.
"TEN?! I thought you was gone hang the whole weekend? " she said sounding pissed.
"Nah, gotta go back and take care of my little sisters." I sighed.
"Well okay then, what you told your moms to get out the house? " she asked.
" I told her we was studying for the "big exam" coming up next week" I laughed at the thought of knowing we took that exam two weeks ago and I passed with a 98.
"Lol girl ok, witcha lying ass, come on lets get ready, LaMar coming to get us in an hour and a half. " she said tugging at my hand.
LaMar was Camille's, or one of Camille's niggas. She had so many.
"Aight foo, lol"
I took a shower and rubbed some of my Cashmere Glow lotion on and put on some deodorant. I was smelling good.
I slipped into a tight bodycon dress with a peephole front that barely showed my chest and had a lace backing that was just right for the almost summer air. I put on some Michael Kors sandals from Belk's and some pretty flashy jewelry to match. I kept all my nice things here at Mille's house that I bought with my paycheck, because how was I going to explain 150$ shoes to my drunk ass mother. I also had some of Jade's and Lanise's stuff here too. Her mom was so nice for allowing me to do that.
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Fed Up
Teen FictionYasmine Harris is about to turn 17 years old. She's basically been on her own since she was 12 due to her mother's neglect. But she decides she will no longer put up with their harse living conditions. She wants to take her to sisters and raise them...