RunAway Love

Chapter 13

~Malaiysia Nichole Henderson~

Honestly , I Don't Understand Life. You Could Wish For The Best Possible Outcome And Still Get Fucked Over. I Don't Mean To Be The Way I Am , Its Just How I Handle Situations. I Try Not To Become The People That I'm Surrounded By. I Want To Do Better && Have More Going For Myself. There Are So Many Things I Want To Achieve && See , I Want My Life To Be Amazing . But Its Like There's Always Something That Prevents Me Or Slows Me Down.

Tristan Had Already Left For His Everyday Duties And I Headed Back Home. Pulling Into The Driveway , I Checked The Mailbox && Went Into The House . I Seen Taylor's Car In The Drive-Way But When I Got In She Was No Where To Be Found, I Assumed She Was In Her Room . Taking Off My Shoes And Hopping In My King Sized Bed , I Opened The Mail .

"Ugh , Fuck !" I Screamed In Frustration . I Failed All My Exams Which Meant My Grades Are Probably Looking Like Shit. I Checked The Online Grade Book && I Was Right , College Is Exhausting . Not To Mention , I'm Starting To Over-Think My Career Choice . I'd Love To Be a Neonatal Nurse But I Also Love Doing Hair And Make-Up , I Really Hope I Stick To Nursing Because I Can't Do Both . I've Wanted To Work With Babies Since I Was A Yougin' , I Remember Begging My Gmama To See The Babies When She'd Go To A Appointment .. Lord Knows I Miss Her

I Took A Shower And Was Now E-Mailing The Professors. If I Was Going To Get These Grades Up And Where They Needed To Be I'll Have To Put In More Hours On Campus . As Boring As It Sounds I Have To Do It , There's More To My Life Than Gyrating My Ass Around Poles For Dollars . The Strip Game Has Done Me Good But Its Getting Tired And I Want To Be Respected , When I Walk That Stage And Get My Degree , I'll Be Leaving The Game && I Won't Return.

*Dreaming At 3:00 A.M *

"Crystal , Have You Lost Your Damn Mind ?! " I Was Highly Upset . The Guest Room I Had Arranged For Her Looked A Hot Ass Mess , The Scent Of Alcohol And Weed Feeled The Room . She Was Still Wearing The Outfit She'd Been Wearing All Week And There Was A Tray With A Blade , Paper And A Lined White Substience , Which I'm Guessing Was Cocaine. I Can't Believe She Brought This Shit In My House And Around Chantel .

"You Get Your Monkey Ass Up And Clean My Guest Room ." She Has Really Lost Her Mind . Chantel Was Only Three Months And Crystal Still Hadn't Changed . She Swore A Oath That She'd Do Everything She Could To Stay Strong For Her And The Baby But She Lied

"I'll Clean It Up , Why You Sweating Me , Cuz' "

"I'm Getting On Your Ass Because You Know Better . Bringing These Drugs Into My House And Not Washing Your Ass ? You Need Help"

"Ima Get Help , Didnt I Swear A Oath ? "

"Look , If You Don't Get The Help You Need , I'm Sending You To Rehab && Taking Full Custody Of Chantel" Crystal Followed In Our Parents Footsteps, I Guess Its Safe To Say I Followed My Own Path. Wherever My Momma And Daddy Are At , I Hope They Found Some Type Of Happiness. As For Crystal && Chantel , May They Rest In Peace .