6:08 A.M
" Liana Ambiea Coreló!" My mother yelled from the back room. I turned stiffly in my bed and let out a yawn.
As soon as I built enough strength, I rolled out of bed and slowly walked to my mothers room to see what she wanted. I opened the door and my mother was laying in her bed half naked with her boyfriend Recardo by her side. I didn't like Recardo at all. My mother was no better. Recardo is always trying to touch me when my mother is not around. She caught him last night when I was making dinner and he came home from work and he stood behind me and pressed his body against the back of me and grinded his erect penis against my ass. I pushed him off and yelled for my mother. My mother came walking out the back room and she looked at him and laughed and said "He is just playing around cabrona. He just got off of a tiring day of work and he's just trying to having fun. Shut up and stop being a stuck up, selfish bitch." They both laughed and my mother went back in the room as he slapped my ass and went into the room with my mother. "Yes mommy" I say standing in the doorway. Recardo turned his head in the direction of the door where I was standing and sat up smirking. "Good morning mi'hija" he said looking at me like a piece of meat to a dog. "I'm not your daughter" I say firmly. I hated when he called me that because fathers don't treat their daughters like he treats me. Fathers don't feel on their daughters like he feels on me. Plus I knew my daddy. He was a Moreno. A negrito. A Black man. A black man named Isiack Brown who had very dark, smooth skin and soft kinky black hair. He was about 6'4 and he was about 290 lbs. He had light brown eyes, big lips and 2 tattoos, one of a cross on his neck and the other of my name on his collarbone. That's all I could remember because my mother started cheating and using cocaine so he left when I was 8. My mother on the other hand was a slightly chubby olive colored woman named Clara Coreló but she went by the name 'Cola' because she was shaped like a Coca Cola bottle. She was Puerto Rican and Cuban with long, curly sandy brown hair that stopped at her waist. She had grey eyes and a big butt. I heard all my childhood that she was flawless back in the day and was madly in love with my father but could just could not stay out of the streets. They were only together for 2 years before having me. Now I'm here and it annoys my mother how much I resemble him so much according to her and my family. I am Morena, very dark with jet black curly hair that reaches mid back. I have hazel eyes and full lips just like my dad. I am shaped like my mother though and it is a curse. But my hair is thick like my dads also. I miss him and i know he is coming for his baby girl one day. My reminiscing was detracted when my mother said "Alright!! I called you in here to tell you that we are hungry and we want some eggs." I sighed. They always make me do everything for them. Recardo added in "Oh, and bring us some tequila." Who drinks this early? I thought but I replied "..fine."
