A Deceitful Sunday

One.

                                            2014

        "And here's your room. Now it ain't much, but this is better than Chicago. You got your own bedroom. Unpack your clothes. I want them folded or put on to hangers. As I told you earlier. I ain't got much but we gone make the best of this. You're my only sister's child and I'm going to be here for you and take care of you." Said my aunty Lu which is short for Luvertha.

I couldn't deny I was happy to be out of Chicago and although the my aunty provided a small bedroom for me to sleep in, she was right, this was better than Chicago.

In Chicago I was living with my mom and her boyfriend before things went terribly wrong between them two. Just to keep it short. My dad who isn't my real dad, is now serving life in prison for the murder of my mother. "This is coo aunt Lu. I appreciate this. Thank you." I said as I sat my brown suitcase on the twin sized bed.

"Well, I'm glad you like it. I'm gonna go warm up some spaghetti I had made a couple nights ago if you want any. I know you have school first thing in the morning, so I'll heat that up now. You want some pop?" Asked my aunty.

I was still stuck on the fact that the spaghetti was made a couple nights ago. "I'll a take Pepsi." I said. "Oh baby, I ain't got Pepsi. I got some Great Value Special K or I got some Great Value Grape soda in the fridge."

"Okay... I'll take the Great Value Soda— the grape."

I couldn't wait for school in the morning to see if I'd get a better lunch than some spaghetti. That's all my daddy used to cook until he had became the biggest drug dealer in Chicago. Then life was good. It was real good. I just don't understand how things fully went wrong. My daddy had accused my mom of cheating on him, which I find hard to believe. Although I was a daddy's girl I thanked God like never before when the judge sentenced him to life without parole.

I had lost both of my parents. The feds came down on my daddy hard since they had been looking to take him down for all the drugs being sold in Chicago. And with my parents gone that left a target on my back. Some of his homies and body guards tried to fuck me and girls in school tried to fight me since I wasn't untouchable anymore. And after I was put in foster care, my aunt Lu came and got me quickly. And for that I'm forever thankful.

I kicked off my shoes and prepared to put them in my bedroom closet, but after scamming the small closet, I noticed 2 roaches on top of each other in the corner. I quickly shut the closet door and went downstairs for dinner. I decided I'd put them clothes away after I eat.

"Come on, sit." Smiled my aunt after she made our plates. "You gonna lead with prayer? We not eating in here without thanking God for the meal first."

"It's okay aunty. You can lead." I said as I bowed my head. I was so happy I didn't have to pray. I hadn't prayed since they locked my daddy up. "Lord we thank you for this meal. In Jesus name, amen." Prayed my aunt Lu.

"So you ready for school tomorrow?"
"I am." I said as I had taken a bite of the spaghetti. Which sadly, I was feeling, but I still ate a few bites.
"Aunty, I'm gonna head to bed." I said as I placed my fork down and drank of my pop.
"Awww, already? You barely touched your food." Said my aunty. "Well, I get it. It's probably a lot on your mind. I'll put it in the refrigerator for you." Said my aunt.

I started to beg her not to, but I just agreed and headed to bed after putting away my clothes since the roaches had disappeared.

                                        •••

I woke up to the sunlight beaming through my blinds. I checked my iPhone 6. The time read 6:30am, I quickly went into the hallway bathroom to shower and do my hair. I still managed to keep some of the things my parents had gotten me and that included some name brand clothes. After my shower, I moisturized my body with my Jimmy Choo lotion. After blow drying my hair, I flat ironed my hair. My hair fell 5 inches past my shoulders. Although I was mad I had no jewelry to put on except the diamonds my momma got me when I was 3 years old, I knew I'd still look damn good on my first day of school at Compton High.