This is your life .

Chapter 2: Home Sweet Home

By: Keyvi_

I make my way home slowly. It's not that I don't like being home but there are so many restrictions. Like for one I'm not supposed to be out of my house right now. And when I am allowed outside I can't go off our little ass porch. *Instrumental to "Did it on em" starts playing* My phone is ringing. My hotline is blinging. Lol. I look at the phone and see it's my momma. Oh shit. Busted. I find a quiet area so I can answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey what are you doing?"

"Sitting at home watching T.V."

"Mmhmm is that right?"

"Yupp."

"Well I guess you innvisable cause I can't see you."

"Uh..."

"You better get your ass back in this mothafuckin house before I come find you and beat your ass."

"Yes ma'am. But momma..."

"What?"

"Why you ask me what I was doing if you knew I wasn't there."

"To see if you was gonna lie which you did. And your ass is gonna pay the consequences too. Don't question me about the way I raise you. Now get your ass home NOW."

I hung up because I didn't want to hear her anymore. She was MAD. I'm not sure if I should go home or just run away while im already out. I'm real live sick of always getting in to trouble. I really ain't bout running away. Guess I'll go home and face my problems head on. Why do I do this to myself?! I walk home as slow as possible. I hope that she will calm down a little bit. But then I realize making her wait is going to make her more mad because she is impatient. Then I pick up the pace. I keep walking/running until I come to my street. Looking down the street I see my momma on the porch just waiting for me. The neighborhood kids are running on the street. I start walking because I realize there is no turning back now. When I get to the porch momma is waiting for me to walk in that door.

"Where the hell you been !?"

"I-I went to the store. I'm sorry momma I wasn't trying to be disobedient."

"Uh-huh, sorry ain't gonna cut it. Give me your phone."

"Yes ma'am."

"No T.V. , no computer, no tablet, nothing. You can sit in that room by ya self and look at the wall."

Omg what the flipping flying fuck! She is overreacting over nothing!

"Yes ma'am."

Frfr Momma ain't gonna care later. I'll be watching T.V. later anyway because Empire comes on tonight and we always watch that together, Cookie is comedy. I don't know if I wanna watch it though because omw home I was thinking about the whole Cortez and Jordan thing. And at this point I don't even know if I want to be with Jordan. He's sweet af when he isn't being an ass. We get into arguments all the damn time. Our last argument went something like this.

*Flashback*

"Wait so you mad? Wtf Jordan!"

"Hell yea im mad you always doing dumb shit GOOFY."

"I ain't even do shit! Ya bitch ass is mad but you always, ALWAYS take it out on me. Like I'm the one who caused it!"

"YOU ARE! You talk to my niggas reckless and then expect me to defend you when you know you in the wrong!"

"Well it's not my fault that your NIGGAS have no fucking respect for women! Yo black ass is supposed to defend your girl not be against her!"

"Well when she wrong I ain't defending shit. Man fuck you we done."

"The fuck you mean we done Jordan!? You done lost your fucking mind witcho dumb ass friends. You know what? FUCK YOU. Go hang out with your bogus grimey ass friends. I don't give a fuck anymore. You don't even try nor care so why should I? Bye Jordan, get the fuck out of my face."

After this argument I ended up at Alaysia's for the rest of the day. We had never argued so harshly. I was crying, and crying. I literally think I ran all my tears out. But obviously we worked through it. But I think im just going to go to my room and call it a night.