A Different Side

Chapter 7

Rya-

That night I got home around 12pm. I was alone as usual my brother must've left after me.

I went upstairs to my room took a long hot shower. I put on my weeknd playlist and started putting lotion on. I slipped on a really big night shirt. And slipped on some boy shorts with footy socks.

I got in bed and looked at the text Darion sent me.

Daddy- Good night rice aka future wifey.

I giggled and shot him a text back. And slowly drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to a large crashing sound. I looked over at my clock and it said 3am. I threw my blanket over and got out of bed. I walked downstairs to see my dad passed out on the floor and my brother in the kitchen.

I kicked my brother in the butt and told him to go upstairs. He did as told and went upstairs in a trance. I helped my dad up on the couch and put a blanket over him.

I locked the front door and picked up their shoes and jackets off the floor. I closed the refrigerator door that then and walked back upstairs.

I swear it feels like I'm both of their parents. They need to grow the fuck up.I turned off the music I left on  and went back to sleep.

I woke up to an empty house again. I decided to make a pancake breakfast with some bacon and orange juice.

I put on some music and got to work. Halfway through making the bacon my phone rung. I read Daddy. I giggled

"Hello?" I said sounding innocent.

"Hello?" He mocked me and started laughing.

"Niqquah what you want?" I said laughing my self.

"Nothing what you doin."

"I'm making some pancakes with bacon." I said

"Oo0 save some for me imma be over there in about thirty minutes. Make some scrambled eggs too." And with that he hung up.

I cracked a couple of eggs in the skillet while I took the bacon out the oven. ( yes I cook bacon in the oven.)

I poured the pancake mix into the other skillet trying to make it as fluffy as I can. And it actually worked. I started grinding and singing along to Wicked Games by The Weeknd.

Lemme see  you   dance , I love to watch you dance, take you down another level, get you dancin with the devil,take a shot of this, but I'm warnin you, I'm on that shit that you can't smell baby,so put down your perfume.

Bring your love baby I can bring my shame, bring the drugs baby I can bring my pain, oh I got my heart right here ohh I got my scars right here, bring the cups baby I can drank bring yo body baby I can bring you fame. And that's my motherfuckin word too, oh just let me motherfuckin love you.