Melanin Beauty

chapter 32

Getting home everything was weird to me. I couldn't look my mother in the eyes or in the face when she talked to me. My mother had become a monster, a liar, and a selfish person to me. I hated how she did what she did and still has the nerve to bring Raymond over.

It felt like my mom murdered my father and moved out of state and created a whole new identity. Why my father couldn't get the police involved... Why couldn't he just come down to New York to see me... Why couldn't he write letters... Or Maybe it was just for my own good. She had no proof that the women she had called or received a call from existed. She had no proof that the conversation she had held with my father was there. Now that I think about it when we left my mother didn't let me see my father she rushed me start out the house. I know she was trying to leave in a hurry so that he couldn't stop her but this whole situation left unanswered questions.

My theory is my mother found out my father slept around on her got a women pregnant and with all we well she endured from him was abuse and tough love. The night of the argument, the night we left and fled to new York, was the night my mother came home my father and her had a brutal fight a brutal argument causing me to go to my room so I couldn't hear or see what was going on. My mother could have went and followed my father into the room and killed him. That's probably why we went to new York that's probably why my mother changed her name...

" hey alexis." Raymond said.

I stared at him blankly and looked over to my mother who had a warm smile on her face. I squinted my eyes at her before shaking my head and proceeding to walk to my room.

" Alexis wait." My mother said to me.

I huffed and turned around on the heels of my feet

" yes?" I asked.

" we have something that we want to tell you." She said grabbing onto Raymond's hand while he stood to his feet

I stared at Raymond waiting for either one of them to break the news.

My eyeballs turned over to my mother.

" where going to move in with Raymond and Tiara next month." My Mom stared back at me

I shook my head vigorously.

" not.going.to.happen...and how could you mom with all thats going on right now you act like you don't even care... And like everything is good and its not the man that you used to love to death is missing and you try to move us in with him" I said angrily trying to hold my tears back.

" what are you trying to do?" I questioned her.

" don't talk to your mother like that" Raymond told me

" talk to her like- matter of fact why are you even here?! Weren't you informed that your daughter was in a vicious fight today shouldn't you be home with her?" I questioned him.

" are you trying to tell me how to raise my daughter." He asked me.

I looked over to my mother who was touching her lips with her pointer finger.

" somebody should because obviously you dont." I told him. " I refuse to live with that girl she is mean and evil and no way I'm going to sleep with her in the same house as me." I told my mom.

My mom heavily sighed.

" sorry but I'm not going and you could never replace my father even if y'all were to get married." I walked off to my room.

I slid down to the floor once my door was shut and locked. I shook my head. I was heart broken, I was devastated, I was depressed. I was sad, shy, and insecure about myself and I couldn't help but wonder if my father was in my life for the past five years would I still be the same. I could have been scared of men if my father continued to beat on my mother or I could have had a high self esteem... Without a care of what people thought of me I could have had my father tell me that I was beautiful how he loved me and I needed to hear that from my father the most I would do anything to see him again.