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MyMy Location: The Morales house
"How many times I gotta tell you, I'm sorry!" I huffed "Your sorry? Sorry ain't enough how could you tell me he was dead?!" I yelled at my mom
(A/N we just gon call they daddy Pops! He has no name for now, just pops)
We were having a meeting at pops house since I found out my daddy and brother aren't really dead well my daddy is he recently passed and that's why my brother came to find me
My mom told me they were dead.. she lied, because my dad had me after my brother and with a different woman who is my mom she didn't like his other child too much
I honestly think she's weird, because she knew my daddy had a child, a wife, and a family and she still slept with him..that's weird then she has the nerve to be mad, why should you be mad? You ruined there home well you and him but still
"Look mymy, I didn't want you around th-yea you blew it fuck this shit...I'm moving out because I can't stand to be around you right now. I went through years of grief because of a lie you told me you couldn't say or do shit to fix this" I scoofed
"What? Gir-you my child I raised you, I tell you when you leave my house" she stood up looking at me like I was crazy
"That's where you fucked up at, I'm NOT a child so like I said I'm moving out and there's not shit you can do about it" I scoffed walking away
I walked around the house just trying to calm down
"Speak yo mind lil mymy" O said following me
"I just don't get it, and I don't want to. She had no right keeping me from them...how do you even take a child away from her family?" I shook my head "it was so bitter"
"It was, but that's your mama. I know right now may not be the time to start asking her why but maybe one day you can, I'm here for you baby. We can visit them whenever you want" he spoke grabbing me by my arm and rubbing my Lower back
"Okay, thank you" I sniffed, I hate when stuff happens to me, stuff that would get to me, that would effect me emotionally
"It's okay baby, I gotchu" he comforted me kissing my head
I stayed in his arms for some time
They were never dead, the things I did to myself, the pain I felt, everything I went through was for nothing
"I hate this Oslo" I cried "I tried to take my life, I hated myself for years all because she lied saying that we gon in a car accident and I was the only one that survived, I literally can't believe this shit all that guilt, I missed my fathers passing!" I cried harder snot running down my face
