B.R.O.K.E.N. (a Princeton&Diggy Love Story)

Lies, and Broken Trust (Part 1)

~!*’ CHYNA’S P.O.V. ~!*’

I wake up into a another chair, I don’t know who moved me but I didn’t care. Mason was asleep and Ma was Too. I sit up quietly and wipe my face with the sleeve of my arepostable jacket, and slump to the bathroom. I walk into the bathroom which smelled like breathe Mints and antibacterial Soap. I pull my phone out of back pocket it was 2: 33! Mason had to be in school by 2, I start searching the cabinets for toothpaste and it found it all. Toothbrushes, Toothpaste, Blankets, Bathrobes, usually they wouldn’t just be there but I remember its all sponsored for my “father’’ I quickly use the toothbrush brushing my teeth. I rinse thoroughly and put the toothbrush up. I pull out one more and put the toothpaste on then sit I sit it slowly by the sink for Mason. Then I hear yelling no arguing my heart is caught between my throat as I run out the door , expecting the worst but the worst but the room’s silent its coming from the hall. I quickly walk out the room following the yells and the arguing, I slowly close the door and head towards the lobby as the disagreement becomes heated.

? : there NOT MY CHILDREN , OK !I don’t Have to TAKE CARE OF BULL ?! I UNDERSTAND ME ?!

Nurse : But your there stepmother , there grandmother most-likely wont make it through the day , they need someone to take - - (GCO)

? : DO YOU NOT COMPREHEND ?! THERE NOT MY RESPONSIBILITY HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF a foster , home or something. I don’t even want them to know am here. Am leaving

I look up to see my father’s mistress Tasha, When my mom died she took over everything , the money, our house and cut off all contact between our families so we moved in with G-Ma. She always acted sweet and polygtic but in reality she used to hurt mason and was a low-down b!tch

Me: then Go , we don’t need you.

Tasha : awe, isn’t it little cold-blooded Chyna, you grew. I

Me : F-ck you !

Tasha : I heard worst, *laughs*

Me : I see you still got bald spots from the time I replaces your shampoo with bleach and chloride.

She pats her weave slowly then looks up at me.

Tasha : I must go, am selling the house since I got a new modeling job in Thailand

I step up towards her and look her dead in the eye. No way in hell was I gonna let this Braod sell my dad’s 2.2 millon dollar house

Me : If you ever , ever sell my fathers house I swear on my soul that I will wipe you away from the surface of this earth and wipe away your bank account clean from my fathers money , tryanna rock these ugly ass knock off Gucci jeans

*I walked up closer as she backed away but her eyes still cold as ice*

Me : and if you even try to do something slick , I will find you and I will kill you personally, leave. This is isn’t a threat this is a promise. And don’t ever come back, ever. 

She twirls around quickly slipping on her shades and doesn’t turn back.

Tasha : have a Good time , rotting in hell Chyna Wiallams

Me : f-ck you.

She finally walks off as her heels click and clack against the floors, I stare back at the nurse and she looks away.

Me: I DON’T want any vistors ! AND I DON’T NEED ANYONE ELES, CALL ME IF ANYTHING HAPPENS AM LEAVING.

I walk back into the room and slowly sit down. I look over to mason little couch but he’s not there. I just shrug my shoulders as I hear the bathroom toilet flush. He’s changed looks at me , then turns away.