Recovering From The past

Car Ride

 Latisha

I woke up drowned with sweat, we had no conditioning, due to extremely  low economy.My mom had always promised me a air conditioner....So much more, but all that money she had due to men of different ages raping me, and my sister.All that money went to drugs,cigars,and drinks.

I was in bed, just when my sister stormed into our room, with her torn up pink slippers.She yelled and grasped the pillow.Constantly yelling, "Latisha....That tall light skin guy that came last night is here,Momma said we "gotz" to get ready"..Dont blame her, she had a thick New york accent.

"Alright, Alright"..I drew back my curly hair from my face, rubbed my eyes, and yawned.

I got up ready to go to the living room, only to see, the one and only, Christopher Maurice Brown, was here.I looked at him by the corner of my eyes, trying to prevent eye contact.I walked past him as if he was just another one of those guys my mom brings home.

He must have stayed over.....Because Becky was still sleeping.Yes I call my mother by her first name.

As I walked past him, I remembered to take Lisa along, until he exclaimed

"YO...Ma.Can I get a good morning?".

I kept it pushing while mumbling "Good Morning Sir".He narrowed his eyes out of confusion.I got my sister and we both did our hygiene.Throughout, I gave her the speech.

"Alright,well listen, at our month staying at Chris' house, you don't follow nobody, you stick with me. Always."

I blow dried her curly hair  and made a side parting.I straightened my hair with the hot comb, and got it into a side part.I wore my body conned grey dress.This dress brought back so many memories...

*Flash Back*

At the age of 14, after Latisha's birthday, wearing this exact same dress, she was gang raped. It was her mother that was to be blamed.Becky.Becky always tried to get someone to have sex with her daughters, which broke up one specific family.

 I popped back to reality, which made  me gasp,dropping  the  hot comb,on her foot.

"Shit!"

Chris rushed inside the bathroom, just to see me bent down trying to reach my foot, to dab it with cold water."You Aight, Ma?"

 I blushed by the fact that Chris called her "Ma"...I mean its Christopher Maurice Brown......"Yea, beyond.Thanks..."

"It ain't nothing...Cant leave a beautiful young lady hurt...Bent down.."

And right there...That's when he messed everything up. Im tired of m an..Like him,  only noticing  my body.But then I thought..What else do I have to offer?...Nothing.I'm nothing.I walked away, disappointed.

He walked right behind me,following all my foot steps.."What do you want Chris Brown,Breezy, or whatever you like to be called...Stop following me."

"Aye, watch ya mouth" He said grabbing my wrist.I flinched.

"I'm sorry", I was still flinching, while he was holding my wrist.

"Why you so scared ma? Alright i'm sorry.I ain't finna trynna put my hands on you."He kissed my hand.Hmm..Smooth move.I could imagine him doing so much more,he was so sexy with his freckles.I wanted to stroke his curly hair.Did i mention his jawline?.....A moan slipped out of my mouth. Lisa was watching by the doorway, with her arms crossed.

"I'm ready...Yall ready?" I gave her a piercing look.

"Yea little momma, lets go...Arent y'all gonna get some more clothes than that?Its a whole month....And you know me, I go everywhere." -Chris

I flushed with embarrassment. "This is all  we have"

"Its all good...We'll buy some...."

"No...but thanks.I'm only there to give your guys some pleasure right?" I caught an attitude.

"Yo...watch your mouth.Know your place"

"Know my place as what? A prostitute?".I chuckled, and rolled my eyes.

We paused for some seconds, and he led us to his lambo.

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