A Thick Girl's Passion

I'm Here Even If You Hate Me

-Kyree-

I felt so fucking low that it made no sense. I hurt the one female I have ever truly cared about and I felt ashamed. I watched as she ran to her car, I was to shocked and ashamed of myself to even bother running after her. The smack she gave me felt like pillows compared to the words she said to me.

She hated me and never wanted to see me again and now I hated myself just as much. How could I let her slip through my fingers and I had just got her in my hands. It always felt so right when I held her like we were meant to be. I felt like she was the puzzle piece that was missing out my life

Walking back to the backward I sat in one of the lawn chairs and held my head in my hands I felt so empty.

"What's the matter Ky and where is my cousin?" Des asked

"She left we got in an argument and she snacked me then left"

"Damn she smacked your ass what did you do to my little sis brah" Ra said while glaring at me

"I told her how I felt she did the same but then I told her I didn't want to break up with Shanique she got mad smacked me and then left."

"You can't be fucking serious Kyree stop playing with her heart like that all your doing is pushing her away, how dare your stupid no good ass fucking tell my damn cousin you like her and then say some dumb shit like that" Des said trying to get up from Dre's lap but he wouldn't let her

"Don't you think I know I fucked up but at least I'm honest"

"Fuck your honesty nigga, you don't know what she has been through with her fucking self-esteem issues and here your dumb donkey off the day looking ass go probably knocking her shit even lower" Des said yelling at me.

I couldn't take the shit she was saying anymore because I knew it was the truth. I looked towards Mike and Tre and just shook their heads. Finally having enough I got up dapped them up and then drove home.

Once I got home I noticed my mother in the kitchen cooking. I snuck up behind her and she jumped.

"Boy don't scare we like that what the hell is wrong with you" she said with her hand over her heart

"My bad ma" I said sitting on the counter while she cooked

"What's the matter baby?"

"Ma you remember freshman and sophomore year when I used to talk about this girl named Zaniyah all the time"

"Yes I remember now continue"

"Well"

I explained everything to her from the first time I ever laid eyes on her up until now. I told her what happened today and if looks could kill I would be lying next to Osama Bin Laden.

"Ma say something please" I said with my head held down

"I cannot believe you would do something like that to that poor child, I can't even began to imagine how she must feel. I did not raise you like that, you father might not be the best example but he never played with my heart like that even with his cheating he always was up front with everything."

I rolled my eyes at the mention of my father. I hated the fucking drunken bastard all he was good at was sending checks while he lives it up with his other family in California. If he was to ever walk through my house door I would beat the fucking shit out that nigga.

"Ma don't compare me to that nigga"

"Watch your mouth, but I wasn't comparing you two son, I was simply using his dirty cheating ass as an example. But if you want my advice I would say drop Shanique ass like a bad habit and go for the one you truly want. Because you're not just playing with two hearts you're playing with three and as much as I don't like Shanique I still wouldn't want to see the child hurt."