"ALEXANDRIA BRYANA KIANA BROWN!!! WAKE YO ASS UP!" I heard my dad yell from across the hall. Damn! He always yelling about something. I just be wanting to yell "Can you pleaseeee shut up?!?" But Im not that disrespectful.
My name is Alexandria Bryana Kiana Brown. Unlike most kids who grew up without a father, I grew up without a mother. She just disappeared out of my life when I was seven. Dont go thimking that she went missing or no shit like that, she just gave up on me and I havent seen her since. It wasnt like her and my dad was together or no shit like that but she used to be so happy when she came to get me every Saturday then the hours I saw her just got shorter and shorter. Then she started bringing foreign niggas around and my daddy dont play that shit. Then one Saturday I got up thimking she was coming to get me. I got up, cleaned my room, changed my outfit and everything thinking that she was coming. I waited for an hour. Then an hour turned to two hours. And two turned to three. Then I just gave up and went about my day. Aroung five o' clock sh ecalled and said she wasnt going to be able to make it. She said that she was going to make it up to me next Saturday and she was going to take me to Navy Peir and we were going to have hella fun. Immediately my spark came back. I went to school for the whole week bragging about how my mom was going to come get me and we were going to have boatloads of fun. Then came Saturday. Once again she was a no show. This went on for the next couple of weeks and finally she never called. I came home from school one day and my dad sat me down and told me I wasn't going to see my mom again. I hadn't seen her in about a month but I cried my little heart out. So lets fast forward about 4 years to when I was12.
I finally learned about how my mom no longer wanted anything to do with me when I was like 12 but I had already figured that out by then and my additude was basically fuck her. I didnt need her no good ass. I was raised by my daddy anyway so she can gone about her business. Since that day when I was seven, my dad has kept me extra sheltered. I just be like 'Nigga, can you let me out this damn jail cell please?!?' All my friends be cracking jokes on me because I cant ever go anywhere and I'm 14 and I don't have a cell phone. My dad said I don't need one because I wont be going anywhere anytime soon. Literally.
Its not like he keeps me couped up in this house 24/7 but when I do, its with him and some of his friends. Like I am a 14 year old girl. No one has time for that.
Since my 13 birthday, I have changed alot. My attitude changed. I didn't want to be bothered with nobody but my main bitches. Stacey, Cayman, Britt, and Lacey. My dad said he liked them and approves but yet his bum ass won let me go no where with them like Ima get pregnant or some shit.
My dad always telling me about how he said I have an attitude problem. If he would leave me the fuck alone, he wouldn't have to deal with it. He always breathing down my neck about some shit. LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!!!
'Alexandra, if I have to call you one more time I will come up there and make you come downstairs!" My dad yelled from downstairs. I know his dusty ass ain't gone do nothing but I got tired of hearing his mouth so I walked downstairs in my sheer peach sleeveless taknktop with my gold spiked necalace, some acid washed studded shorts, my four bracelets, lace TOMS, my hair bow, and my black shades. *Picture to the side*
"Its about time your ass made your way down here. It just took you all damn day. I got places to be Lexi" he said to me. I'm always hearing him talking about himself. I this. I that. Me this. Me that. "Oh my gosh! Can you shut up please? Always talking about you. Why does everything always have to be about you?" I yelled. I don't even know where that came from but I meant everything I said. He had been doing that since my mom disappeared. Always talking about him. I looked up to see his mouth wide open. I looked back down because I was ashamed of myself. "Dad, look Im sor-" I began. "Shut the fuck up Alexandra!" he yelled in my face. I looked up to see the once loving look in my dads eyes gone. All I saw was... nothing. I really saw nothing. I really got scared. I backed up a little bit when I bumped into the dining room table. I looked down tryring to swerve then I looked back up and saw my dads hand coming towards my face.
Then he stopped. "I shouldve left you alone when you mom left you sorry ass alone! Im done with you and you stank ass attitude!" He yelled in my face once again. I looked up and I saw hatred in his eyes. "You look exactly like that bitch. You hazel eyes and curly ass hair." he said referring to my mom. "Im done with you! You're going to live with your grandma in Compton!" As soon as he said that my heas shot up. "Are you serious?!? You're sending me off to live with a lady I have never even met before? Have you lost your damn mind?!? " He looked at me again then hsi eyes softened. He started to say something but I cut him off "You know what? Fuck it. You want me gone? Im gone then. Yo petty ass gone send me away cuz you wasnt doin your muthafucking job?" I didnt even bother to stay downstairs. I ran in my room and grabbed all my suitcases. I ran out my room and went to the top of the stairs "I will be packed in an hour so you can take me to the airport with your sorry ass" I yelled. I have always had a ghetto side in me but I never let it show around him. I have never disrespected him like that before so I dont know what to expect.
I dropped my bras and panties because I just remebered I have to call my friends. I grabbed one of the many housephones out of the hallway and dialed all of them on a five-way call as I made my way back to my room. "Hello?" They all said at once. Those were my ride or die ass chicks. We have held eachother down since Kindergarden and I am moving with such short notice. "Yall can yall shutup real quick?"
"Damn. Wassup" Stacey said.
"Let my black ass shut up" Cayman said.
"Zayymm shawty" Britt said
"Sorry boo" Lacey said.
"Ima give it to you straight. My daddy shipping me off to Compton in about 20 minutes." I said while putting my laptop in its bag.
The line was real quiet for a couple seconds. Then Stacey, the loudest of the crew said
"Oh hell naw. My main bitch is not moving from the Chi to go live on Compton. Hand your selfish ass daddy the phone!" She was never fond of my father.
"Girl you play too damn much" I told her as I finished packing my stuff.
"Im gone miss you" Cayman said crying
"Thats real fucked up." Britt said sniffleing
"I dont want you to leave!" Lacey said into the phone crying her eyes out.
"Bestfriend, its not goodbye. Its see you later. You will always be my bestfriend." Stacey said to me.
Now it was my turn to break down and cry. Chicago. The city I love is no longer going to be called my home when I come from school. Everything I know will be taken away from me.
"Ima call yall when I land okay? Im leaving the house now." I said bringing all of my bags to the top of the stairs.
"Okay" They all sad in unison.
I dragges all 8 of my suitcasses to the bottom of the stairs and found my dad waitng by the door.l
"Let me help you" He said whil reaching out for my hand.
I quickly moved my hand back .
Even though these bags were killing my arms and back, I said
"Im fine. I got it"
The drive to the airport was silent. I had no idea that he already had the ticket but he did. He pulled up infront of the drop off station. He wrote down my grandmothers name, number, and address. He also handed me a one hundred dollar bill.
"Bye." He said as I was closing the door.
I just glared at him and slammed the door. I already had my luggage on the curb. I went and got a cart to put some of my bags on. I pushed my cart into the building and as soon as I looked back, he sped off.
"Nothing ass nigga." I mumbled to myself.
