Sha'Carri Richardson
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"Hold on, you can't just come in my house thinking you got authority" my grandma told Jermaine while holding her hand up
She placed her hand on her hip while staring him down. I grabbed her and pulled her back away from him a little.
I don't know what he's gonna do.
"I ain't tryna have authority, grandma. You know how your granddaughter is" he laughed a little before I squinted my eyes at him
I don't ever bring him around my grandma, so she thinks everything is good. She thinks he's just so genuine and sweet.
He won't reveal the real him.
"I know, Carri can be hardheaded and stubborn at times" my grandma said before looking at me, "Why you just holding on to me?"
"Grandma you don't want me touching you?"
"You can, but don't make my arm go numb child" I let go completely as she continued to look at me, "And take that hot jacket off, it's eighty degrees outside"
"No, it's okay. It's apart of the outfit" I lied before she examined my outfit
"We gotta go" Jermaine looked at me before my heart dropped, "Come on, I got stuff to do"
"I thought we was staying for lunch?"
"We behind time" he said before I raised an eyebrow confused
Behind time for what?
"Alright, well it's okay" my grandma said while hugging me before planting a kiss on my cheek
"I love you" I kissed her this time while still holding on to her
How can she not see that I'm calling out for help?
Am I not doing enough?
"I love you too, baby. Y'all drive safe, okay?" she said while looking at Jermaine before he smiled
"We will, come on Carri" he practically brushed her off, "What you standing there for?"
"I'm sorry" I said now moving and walking towards the door, "I love you, grandma"
"I love you too, call me"
We left and I just looked out the window the entire time. I'm starting to feel more and more depressed everyday.
I'm starting to believe that what he say is true. Maybe I am dumb, maybe I really ain't nobody, maybe I deserve it all
Or maybe, he's slowly but surely tryna kill me cause it's my time. He don't even have a valid reason for doing what he do
All he can say is I'm his bitch.
Maybe I am a bitch.
"Bitch you can't hear now?" He asked now snapping me out my thoughts
"What?" I asked annoyed not wanting to be bothered
"Don't what me, where the bag I bought you two weeks ago?"
"Home"
"I want it back, so I can give to somebody who deserve it" he said before sucking his teeth, "And take that jacket off like your grandma said"
"No"
"Take it off, you ain't got shit to hide. Your grandma know you get beat on, you just stupid"
"If she knew the real you, you would be in a jail cell. Be happy she don't fucking know" he hit the breaks hard causing me to fly forward
