I didn't bother to go to school the next day . My mouth was still hurting and I had a mark from Charlie's ring on my jawline .
Zay decided to stay home and be with me . We was laying in my bed staring into the ceiling .
"Do she ever think of us?" Zay asks .
"Mom?" I said in a questioning tone .
"Yea . Do you think she knows what we're going through?"
"I don't know." I said honestly . "Guess what though."
"What?"
"You know that boy who saved you and all?"
"Yea."
"He's Bracen . Our cousin . You were too young to remember him but we were raised together." I informed him .
"That's cool. Do he remember mom?" He turned to me .
"Yes and no."
"Awe." His tone saddened .
"Zay come do these dishes!" Kirsten yelled .
He sighed and reluctantly climbed out of my bed .
"Zay." I spoke before he left .
"Yea?"
"Don't hate mom , okay?" I continued to stare into the ceiling .
I saw when he nodded then he left .
I felt my phone buzz underneath me . I leaned up a little to grab my phone . I looked at the screen and realized it was Devon texting me . I cursed under my breath when I realized my phone is going to get cut off today .
Devon : what are you doing?
Me : laying down .
Devon : can I come lay with you?
Me : no
Devon : why? :(
Me : cause I said so .
Devon : please ..
"Better not be texting a boy." I turned my attention to Kirsten who was standing in my door way with her arms crossed .
"I'm almost 18."
"That doesn't matter . You're living under my roof so you abide by my rules . I'm not taking care of a damn baby." She ranted .
"So you're saying I will jeopardize my future by fooling around with some boy." I eyed her .
"A hoe doesn't fall too far from the tree." She smirked . I know she just didn't talk about my mother .
"What does that supposed to mean?" I sat up and tossed my phone across my bed .
She just simply chuckled .
"I know you don't even know my mother well enough to even speak of her in that way." I stood up .
"Girl sit your ass down . Remember your mother doesn't love you." She rolled her eyes .
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Love Truly III : Anxious (Editing)
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