3 Weeks Later
"Miesha, our project is due next week. Pay attention." I sighed. I put down my phone. "What are we talking about?" Maya rolled her eyes. "We weren't talking about anything. We were doing the scene." My phone vibrated and I looked and laughed and texted back. "MIESHA." I raised my eyebrow. "Look I gotta go and we'll do this another time."
I got up and walked out the door and into Rayjon car. "I love you. Can we go shopping?" "We went yesterday." I batted my eyelashes. "Please. Pwetty pwease." He sighed. "Fine. Don't you got choir practice?" I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm not going. I wanna spend my time with you." I kissed his lips and we entwined fingers as Rayjon drove me to the mall. My phone rang and I checked and I saw it was Taioni. I dropped my phone.
*6 Hours Later*
"Damn baby these are a lot of bags." "So. I needed them." I was putting up my clothes and Rayjon was laying on my bed. "I love you Miesha." "I love you too." "Have you thought about it yet?" I sighed. "No. I don't want to leave." I got on top of him. "Baby my dad is all I have and I'm all my dad has. I can't do him like that."
I kissed him and somebody walked in on us. "Miesha Laylanie Harvard, what the hell are you doing?" It was my dad. "Oh shit. Damn dad don't you know how to knock?" Rayjon got up and walked out. "Knock? You are too fucking young to be having a boyfriend or having him in here." "Man shut the hell up." He slapped me across my face. "Who do you think you're talking to? You know you are not my daughter at all. Where is the Miesha that makes all A's and doesn't try to skip school or choir practice? Yea they called me. And you're failing your classes. Miesha, what got in to you?"
Tears stung my face. "I'm moving out. You need to leave me the hell alone. And don't you ever put your fucking hands on me." He charged after me, but I pulled out my gun and pointed it at him. He froze. "Where you get that from?" "Rayjon. Now shut the fuck up. I'm moving out and nothing is going to stop me. Oh, yea." I got my keys and threw it at him. Tears fell from his eyes. "You can have your dumb ass Lexus cause Rayjon getting me a better car."
I started packing all of my stuff. It took me a long time, but I finished and I got my phone and called Rayjon. "Hey baby. Come and get me I'm moving in with you." I hung up. "I'm leaving daddy and you can't stop me." Rayjon came and started grabbing suitcases and went to take them to his car.
He got the rest. I made out with him in front of my dad. We pulled away. "Bye dad. Continue working at Walmart, but I can get things faster." I walked out and put my gun up and got in Rayjon car. He drove off and tears fell from my eyes. "What happened back there?" I shook my head and looked out the window.
Rayjon pulled up at his house and my phone rang. "If I don't answer my phone that means I don't want to fucking talk!" I hung up. I got out of the car and went in the house while Rayjon brought in my stuff. I went to the room and laid on the bed. A lot was going on. Rayjon got on top of me. "You tired?" "Yea. I wanna sleep. I have school in the morning." "Oh, yea. I have a tour coming up and I want to know do you want to come with me?"
My eyes went wide. "I would love too." I kissed him and he cuddled with me. "Gosh I love you so much." "I know. I'm glad you moved in with me." "Me too." His phone rang. He answered and walked out the room. Who was that on the phone? He came back in. "Who was that on the phone?" He sat on the bed. "None of your business." "It is my business and I wanna know who the fuck was on the phone Rayjon." He got up and I sat up on my knees. "You ain't my damn momma." "I don't want to have a son that's a bitch and keeps phone calls from his girlfriend!"
He slapped me clean across my face and I flew off the bed and onto the floor. "Didn't I tell you to mind ya damn business. Gosh it ain't ya fucking business so stay in your place!" I held my face where he hit me and tears fell from my eyes. He walked out the room and left me on the floor crying. I can't believe he hit me.
I got up and I could barely touch my face. I looked in the mirror and I saw a bruise forming. My phone rang and I grabbed it. "WHAT!" "Damn girl you ain't gotta yell. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out." "I would love to, but I'm just not in the mood to hang out. Maybe next time." "Yea whatever. You have changed a whole lot Miesha. You're not the same and you're not hanging out with your friends anymore and you barely come to school." "I ain't answer this phone to hear you preaching ight. So bye." I hung up and threw my phone on the bed.
I laid in bed and turned on the TV. My phone rang and it was Taioni. I sent it to voicemail. I ain't got time for their bitchiness. Kristina called me and I answered. "Why the hell y'all blowing my shit up damn get a damn life and leave me the fuck alone." I hung up and I turned off the TV and closed my eyes and fell asleep.
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☆Miesha★ (Editing)
Teen FictionMeet the life of Miesha Harvard. She's a 17 year old and a senior at North Heights High. She lives two worlds with different people. In her dad's world, she's an angel and attend church and sings with the choir. In her friends world, she's a total b...
