Living Off Past Trauma [EDITED]

Meet Up

{Published 30May2024}
{Edited 8January2025}

Lamar Kingston//Killa
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As I was just chilling by myself, scrolling through Twitter, my mind drifted off to my mama. I haven't spoken to her in weeks and I really missed her. Growing up, it has always been me, my mama and Ash. My dad left us when I was 3 and Ashton was 2.

When I turned 7, I found out he was in jail. I wouldn't say I was mad or sum, I just never cared and still don't care. Just like how he never cared about us.

When I turned 16, my mama married a nice guy from Arizona. He's name's Kobi. He's like a father figure to me. I also have a step-sister called Amina. She's 17 now doe. Kobi divorced Amina's mother when she five years old due to the fact that she was cheating and was a drug addict.

Without any other thoughts, I FaceTime-d my mama. On the third ring, she picked up.

"Hey ma." I smiled.

"Oh so you do think about me, you little prick." She smiled. She was busy doing something in the kitchen.

"Of course I do."

"Oh really. So why yu take so long to call your mada? Now that yu out a mi house and in another state, yu think yu big and canna call me huh?" She scolded. Ima tell you what, getting scolded by a Jamaican mother ain't nice.

"Damn. Sorry ma. Ion have an excuse for not callin you." I said with a yikes face.

"Is fine. So how mi baby doing?" She asked.

"Uh I'm straight, an you?" I asked.

"I'm goodddd." She dragged.

"What you doin?"

"Jus cleaning. People coming over tonight so dis house needs to be very clean." She said, cleaning the counter.

"Who?" I knitted my eyebrows.

"Church members."

"Oh oh oh. Aight."

"And you?" She asked looking into the camera.

"Nun." I actually wasn't doing anything besides getting some rest.

"How's life going though? Anything new?" She asked.

"Uh lemme think. Well trap shit still going on. Got sum new tats. Bought myself a lake house. Oh and Onika and I started dating." I said smiling at the thought of Onika.

"Oh wel- WAIT WHAT!" she said dropping the bottle of water.

"Huh?"

"Awwww my baby. Mi always knew y
u two had a thing for each other. How long has it been now?" She cooed.

"A month."

"Ooooooo. I'm so happy for you. Yu better treat ar right. AND WHY YU STILL IN THAT TRAP SHIT!!" She yelled. My mama never liked me being in a gang. She said it was too dangerous but she learnt to accept it and supported me all the way.

"Mama, really now? I'll leave it one day. Don't worry." I reassured. I'm not always gonna be in the game. One day I will eventually give it up.

"Okay, just stay safe." She smiled. Just as I was about to say something, Amina yelled while walking into the kitchen.

"MAMAAAAA IM HUNGRY" She yelled.

"Bitch kinda yu bombaclat mouth. Yu father sleeping." My mama said hitting Amina on the head.

"Ow, what the- oh hey big bro." she smiled. I miss this child.

"Sup sis. You good?" 

"Yup and you."