(Age Gap Story may contain : Offensive Phrases Or terms , might also contain violence )
Naomi Aurora Fletcher is a seventeen year old girl facing alot of problems in life being a plus size teen . She soon stumbles across the local neighborhood thu...
Naomi POV Friday (Same Day of The Fight ) (Not Proofread)
After the fight I just felt disgusted with myself why did I let myself get out of character like that . The different thoughts and questions floated around me as I was in the shower.
The cold water turned hot as I began to cry knowing that I would have to face my parents after this great wash.
(DAD)
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(MOM)
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My parents are cool , but they have their rules. And they wouldn't hesitate to display and discipline any of their children who step out of line.
I sat in the shower for a few minutes seeing the scars on my arms in which the bitch scratched me. I quickly looked away "Just wow she got me good", i said while analyzing my left arm.
"Just great ", I stepped out the shower and did my oral care then finished the rest of my routine. And got dressed . My plan was to sneak into my bed without my parents bursting in. So I quietly got all my items and put my clothes in the dirty bin and began to prep myself for bed.
As I turned away I seen nobody but the devil himself , Hoova . "How did you get in my life ", I yelled walking toward him as he laid in my bed.
"Your sister let me in and we need to talk," he replied no shoes just laying in my bed comfortably. "Get up and out now before I call the police you thug ", i responded He just began to chuckle while holding his chest. He laughed like it was funniest joke he has heard.
I was about to say something until I heard two slams that came from a car . Lord Jesus they are home . I began to panic "You have to go like now ", I said pushing and grabbing on him in the state of emergency.
He never budge or anything. Causing me to get pissed. Before I can turn up my daddy and mom came into the room and by the looks on their faces I knew I wouldn't hear the end of it.
"Yo what the fuck is this lil nigga doing in my house fat fat ", my dad yelled pushing past my mom before he grabbed hoova. It didn't seem to phase hoova at all he still had a blank stare on his face. "Naomi why is this boy in your fucking room", my mom yelled in my face.
But I couldn't respond it's like my mouth was sealed shut. Everything was happening so fast and my view of it slowed down to the point I felt like I was apart of some book or tv series . My dad just had hoova up in the air looking like some lifeless plus size doll.
My heart was just beating Dum - dum -dum -dum And I finally came back to reality.
"Mom and dad it's not what it looks like", I said looking at them both with pleading eyes.
"What the fuck is it ", my dad said finally dropping hoova turning to me . Should I lie ? Should I tell the truth My momma had her hand on her hip looking at me crazy. Before I opened my mouth Veah came. " I see that you all meet her little boyfriend his cousin is my man", Veah explained unknown to the situation at hence.
"So you still doing shit I see , i come home to question you about a damn fight now you got some nigga in my house what the hell is wrong with you little girl," my dad yelled hopping up getting in my face staring me deep in my eyes .
Me and my sisters are daddy girls so hearing him yell at me made me cry.
"Dad it's not like that please", is all I can say looking at my mom and sister for backup. My momma just stood there and shook her head.
"I bet you fighting over this damn boy too just sad ass hell don't make no motherfucking sense . We worked hard for you guys to have the best of the best and I get a video of my daughters fighting like that's all they know or was taught. for what ? Some nigga that's going to talk and entertain the both of y'all", my mom yelled crying while her voice cracked every now and then.
"Mom it was because she called me names", I looked up at the both of them "Called you names," both of my parents shouted with a look of concerned and confusion.
I explained the situation and both of they was heated . "So you tell me some bitch got to nerves to speak on my baby the fuck," my mom replied pacing back and forth.
"But that don't explain why this boy is in my house ", my dad told me I explained the whole me and hoova situation causing my dad to get overheated again.
"Get the fuck out my house and don't come back lil nigga ", my dad said as he watched hoova get up and leave. After awhile we heard the front door shut and the security system alert came to his phone.
"Hand us them keys , that iPad , that MacBook , that card , and your phone," my dad and mom both agreed .
I simply put my head down and handed over the items . They shook their heads and left me alone in my thoughts . While Neveah comforted me "It's going to be okay sissy and I'm so sorry ", she rocking me back and forth .
Welp that could've been worst . But seeing him in my room , in my bed really sparked something in me. He got me intrigued , indeed .
"I must have him he's just someone who doesn't follow the rules and give not a fuck about what people say , from the locs to them pink plump lips , them brown beautiful eyes, the way he talks , his lingo , his scent , his aura, his smile, his chuckle everything blows me away but I must stay away he's great problem ." My mind continued to rage with thoughts .
Are her parents doing too much ? Are we moving fast ?? Did her sister come in at the wrong time ? What does hoova has to say ??
