Mya Lashay Jackson POV:
*flashback*
"yaya home!" I heard twelve year old yuni say
I walked in the house and looked at my mom and walked towards my room.
"so you not gone speak?" my mom said as she drunk from her glass of alcohol
I just looked and continued walking to my room. I came back out and looked in the fridge seeing it was nothing there.
"do we have any food stamps?" I asked
"we don't need them" my mom say looking at me with her yellow eyes
"what has yuni ate?" I said annoyed
"bread and water! that's all I need to feed him by Texas law" she chuckled
I went to my room and went to find my stash of money under my nightstand. I looked around my room seeing it was not there.
"did you go in my room again?" I asked as I scrunched up my face
"yes" she said drunkly
"I told you to stay out my stuff" I mumbled
"where is my money?" I asked
"you owe me!" she started to raise her voice
"no I don't.. you're my mother" I said
"you grown as fuck bitch you don't need me" she said flicking her cigarette
she looked horrible and dirty as fuck.
I rolled my eyes and walked back to my room slamming my door. A few seconds later my mom came barging in my room.
"YOU DON'T FUCKING SLAM NO DOORS IN MY HOUSE BITCH" she came in grabbing my arm throwing me on the floor
I tried to get up but she stomped me in the stomach.
"COME HERE BITCH" she said beating on me and biting me
"WHAT THE FUCK!" I said getting her off of me
"GET THE FUCK OUT" she said as I kicked her off of me
she pushed me towards all of my childhood toys and shelves and everything fell on top of me.
she started throwing things at me and threw my lamp at me.
"mom stop !" yuni said helping me
she snatched him up and kicked him out.
"get the fuck out my house" she said walking away
I started crying crawling to my closet getting my suitcase and clothes. I started putting my clothes in my suitcase.
"you wanna help yo slutted out sister go with the bitch" i overheard my mom saying to my younger brother
she was saying that because I got pregnant at sixteen due to rape by a twenty-seven year old at a party and she forced me to abort it. case was never solved but that's not anything you say to a whole twelve year old.
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ActionYou know you're my baby, you know you're my twin If they disrespect me, then, it's comin' to an end If them niggas play with me, we know that you gon' sin Baby, if only you knew How much I do love you How much I do trust you I pray these hoes don't...