Just Let Me Love You

Some Ground Rules

SLAM

I heard the door slam shut.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY"

"I MEAN WHAT I SAID WOMAN DAMN. GET OUT OF MY FACE."

"NOT UNTIL YOU GIVE ME MY MONEY DARIUS"

"To support your habit I think not. And it's not your money it's mine."

Ugh really they're arguing again.

I get up and lock my door. I already know she's gonna come to me for money. Wait did he say that was his money. Last I checked my momma goes to a 9 to 5 job. I mean yeah she's a junkie but now that I think about it how does she keep her job. Note to self ask her about that when she comes.

Knock Knock Knock

I hear her knocking on my door.

Speaking of the devil.

 I got off my bed and open the door. All I could think was Lord what happened to my momma. She had bags under her eyes, her cheeks were sunken in, her hair was falling out, her nose was red and her clothes was falling off her body. I took a closer look at the woman in front of me and saw bruises on her fragile body. She lost a ton of weight. I couldn't believe that this woman standing before me was my mother. She used to look so much like me but now I feel bad for even being compared to her. I used to always admire her beauty when I was younger. I used to look up to her until a few years ago.

"Are you gonna stare at me or are you gonna give your momma a hug?"

I hugged her and moved out of the way so she could come in.

"What are you wearing and why do you look like a hooker"

I looked down at what I was wearing and saw nothing wrong with it. I was in my pajamas which were black leggings and a black tank top.

"But I'm wearing clothes"

"Don't back talk to me young lady. I raised you better than that. How's school going? What grade are you in now ninth?"

I made  face at that. Like I know the drugs messed up my momma's had but damn I at least thought that she remembered her own daughters age.

"No mom I'm going into senior year and school is out it's summer vacation now"

"Oh right I'm so proud of my baby. Stay in school it's a cruel world out there. So are you still working at that Starbucks?"

Jumping straight to begging I see?

"Yeah I am"

"How much are you making?"

"About $500 a week"

"Did you get paid yet?"

"Yes. Momma what's with the twenty question?"

"Loan me fifty dollars and I'll give it back to you next week?"

I sighed and just walked over to my dresser and pulled out a fifty dollar bill. I walked back over and gave it to her. She snatched it out of my hand and jumped up like she just won the lottery.

Though if she did Darius would take it .

She was about to walk out of the room when I stopped her.

"Wait momma."

"What?"

"Are you still working?"

"Nope. I quit"

More like got fired.

She saw I had nothing to say and walked back out. I waited until I heard the front door slam shut to lock my door again.

I guess tomorrow I'll do a little shopping for myself and the house. Since I've been working overtime a lot lately I feel like I've earned it.

BANG BANG BANG

"AALIYAH OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR"

What is with them tonight. I got up and opened my door facing a very angry Darius. Being this close I could smell the strong pungent stench of alcohol.

Uh Oh

SLAP

I fell backwards holding my stinging cheek. I looked up at the monster haunting this never ending dream I call life. He started stalking towards me just as he does every time my mother isn't here. It's always worse when he's drunk so I guess I'll definitely be going shopping for makeup tomorrow. 

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT GIVING THAT WHORE MONEY?"

"llllook IIII'm ssssorry bbut ssshe's my mmom"

"DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE? THAT'S NOT A MOM. SHE WOULDN'T LEAVE YOU FOR DRUGS."

I sat there and cried because I know it's true. I heard footsteps and felt a hand patting my hair. I immediately tensed up.

"Awww shhh I'm just stating facts baby girl. Why don't you come and let me make you feel better."

No no no God please no.

When he saw I wasn't moving he roughly grabbed my arm and threw me on the bed. I started scooting away from him only to have him grab my leg and slap me hard across the face. I whimpered but that only seemed to turn him on more. I tried to get away but he pinned me down.

Sick bastard.

"Now sweetheart open wide for me and if you scream, throw up, or bite my dick I'm gonna kill you got it" He pulled an gun out of his back pocket and showed me for emphasis. All I could do was nod my head.

"Good. Now open" He said as he began undoing his belt and pulling out his manhood. It was pretty thick but an average length. I didn' make a move toopen my mouth so he pried I open. I closed my eyes and waited for this to be over but it never began. I felt the bed dip and opened my eyes to see him passed out.

Thank God. Was he really about to do that to me?

I knew I couldn't stay there if he was gonna do that. I rushed off the bed and ran over to my dresser, gathering all the money I've saved up for the past two years. I ran to my closet and threw as much clothes as I could in there. I guess I'll sneak back in here and get the rest of my stuff. I grabbed my hoodie, shoes, wallet and phone and left. I guess this isn't my home anymore