Just Be Free (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 7

“Don’t be tuning me out now Free! Tell me Free, who is this little White girl that’s been hanging around here, looking up at this apartment as if she’s expecting some company? Huh Free? Who she looking for?  What she hanging around for?” my mom shouted.  I stood frozen. What was I suppose to say?  

“You better answer me goddamn it, before I get up and knock the shit out of ya!” my mom shouted. 

I was scared, I was so scared, my hands began to shake. My mom was crazy. She would kill me, or at least try real hard to do so. 

“I..I don’t. I don’t know” I stammered. 

“You don’t know?  So you mean to tell me that this little White girl, who looks about your age just been hanging around this building, just to be hanging? Huh Free? The little hoodlums around here, told me they don’t know the White girl, and so she damn show ain’t coming to see them? So who that leave? Huh Free? Who that leave?” my mom said.  I couldn’t answer that. So I stood there, frozen with fear.  My mom stood up, and started walking toward me, and I began to back away. The closer she got, the further I went. 

“Stand still!” my mom seethed. I stopped dead in my tracks. 

“Who does that leave?” my mom said. We were face to face now.  So close our noses almost touched. 

My voice was gone. I couldn’t talk no matter how bad I wanted to. 

“That  leave you!  That fucking leaves you! Now if I found out that you are messing with that little White girl in any kind of way! I will fuck you up my damn self!  Ya hear me? I will fuck you the fuck up!” my mom said furious. Now her eyes were blazing red, and I swear I thought I saw Satan take a seat in her soul. 

I couldn’t find words to say. I was scared, I was so scared, that tears began to run from eyes. 

“Don’t fuck wit me!” my mom said. And before I could even blink, my mom  had raised her left hand, and back handed me clean across my face. I fell to the floor.  My face stung like a billion needles were pricking it. 

“Now let that be a warning, and a complete ending to whatever you and that little Blue eyed demon may have” my mom said as she walked away, and sat back down at the table.  I got to my feet, and ran to my room, and slammed the door! 

“Ya slam that damn door again, and wake up Marissa, I’m gonna kick ya ass!” my mom shouted. I looked to see Marissa sleeping peacefully in her crib. My face was hurting like hell now.  I started to cry so hard, my whole body trembled with every sob. I slid down my back to my door, and I cried.  My heart was still racing. I looked at my hands, and they were still trembling like a leaf on a limb in the middle of a windstorm. 

Damn. Damn. Damn. 

That night my mom made me ice down my face, so the swelling would go down, and also to reduce the redness. The next morning, it wasn’t really noticeable.  My mom said I should stay home, and I refused her offer.  I went on to school anyway. I was walking fast away from my building.  Then I saw someone running towards me. I looked up, and my eyes widened. Brianna was running towards me full speed. I looked back quickly, made sure my mom wasn’t peeking out the window. It was clear for as far as I could see.