Delilah Leian Moore
May 6th, 2011
"Hurry up Dee! We don't have all day ya damn midget" my little brother, David yelled into my now former room.
"Shut up you ugly ass foundation brush" I scolded as I finished packing. I grab my two black PINK duffle bags and my purple MCM backpack. I pushed past him and headed downstairs to meet my egg donor that I call a mother, Kylene.
"You ready sweetheart?" she asked. I nodded and headed out the door to her 2005 red Escalade.
The same car daddy got her. I thought to myself. D'Mari threw her bags in the trunk as I did the same. I rolled my eyes as I wanted to know the reason why we had to move in with her. Why is my daddy in jail? What old charges? Where is my big brother, De'Andre?
David and Kylene got all our bags settled in the car as D'Mari crawled into the passenger side. David started throwing a bitch fit.
"Mari! Mannn let me sit thereee" he whined as he tried to open the door. D'Mari and I laughed at him as he seemed to tear up. He finally got in the backseat with me and fake cried on my shoulder. Kylene got in the car and started it up.
"This is a really long drive from Shrevport, Louisiana to Tulsa, Oklahoma. So y'all gonna be okay?" she asked while specifically looking at me. I fake smiled at her put on my custom bedazzled neon orange Beats. I plugged the wire into my phone and turned on the What A Time To Be Alive mixtape by Drake and Future and fell into a deep and peace slumber.
Delilah (left), David (middle), and D'Mari (right) in m|m.
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