Unexpected love. [Short Story]

Chapter 4.

I let her stay the night at my house and she took my boxers. She ain't bring nothing to sleep in. I looked at her. Her and this bluish greenish hair. Her phone went off and I grabbed it. "Who is it?" She kicked me. "Ima push you out my bed..." She sat up and walked into my bathroom. "Shut up." She shut the door. She peed I guess then I heard the water going for a while. She came out. "Uh, I used that unopened toothbrush." I was laying on my stomach texting someone. She straddled my back and grabbed her phone. "What are you doing?" She asked when I switched it to the camera. She posed and I snapped it.

"First pic together." She smirked. "You still ugly to me though." She added. I rolled over and she fell on the other side of me. I felt her hand on my lower back, then she squeezed my ass check. I jumped out the bed. "Yo that's gay!!" She laughed uncontrollably. "I'm sorry." I shook my head. "I don't like you no more." I walked in the bathroom. "I don't like you either.." She laughed. I heard my bedroom door open and I opened the bathroom door. "Uh since when you start bringing bitches home?" I looked at Kilani. "She ain't no bitch, respect her." She scoffed. "This my house, like I said don't bring no bitch to my house. That's how you gonn end up with a ghetto ass baby mama." Kilani looked at her, and then at me. "Yea that's my cue. Take me home." She got up and found her clothes. "Ma get out man." I rolled my eyes. "Lemme take a shower and I'll take you home." She nodded.

Kilani.

I got in his truck. I wasn't mad her point of view was reasonable. I was a random girl, but I'm not gonn be to many more bitches. 😅

He started the truck. We pulled out and he looked at me. "you mad?" I shook my head. He turned corner to go to my house and I got mad. "She wasn't supposed to be back for another fucking week." He stopped the truck in front of my house and of course she was meddling. "Good luck." I laughed "I'll be grounded." I shrugged and undid my seat belt. She placed her hand on her hip, I got out. "Bye." I laughed as I got out. "Want me to talk to her.." I shook my head. "You'll meet her but ion think you wanna meet her today." He shrugged and undid his seatbelt. "Better now than never." I shook my head. We walked up to the house. "This who you been ignoring my calls for? You wanna be grown?" I rolled my eyes and walked in the house. "It's okay, thought I raised you better than that. Get pregnant if you want to, you getting the hell out of my house." She picked up a suit case.

"Lemme get that for you." I heard Antonio tell her. I walked in the house and my dad smiled. "Daddy!" I hugged him. "Mama is being a bitch and calling me a whore. She also threatened to kick me out." I pouted. Antonio and mama walked in. "I be damned if you kick my child out over your little accusations. We raised her to know her worth I'm pretty much 100% sure she ain't out thotting and bopping." I looked at my dad. "Yea dat new slang." I shook my head and laughed. He walked up to Antonio. "Wassup, what's ya name?" My dad shook his hand. "Antonio." "I'm David.." Then they walked off to the backyard. "I'm sorry.." My mom looked at me. "No you always look at the outside, IVE BEEN RAISED BETTER THEN TO GO OUT FUCK A GUY IVE KNOWN FOR 2 WEEKS! BUT NOOOO. MY MOM THINKS IVE BEEN OUT FUCKING. IF YOU WANT ME OUT SO BAD, I WILL MOVE OUT." I rolled my eyes and went upstairs. "YOU PICK THE TINY LITTLE SHITS TO ARGUE ABOUT AND CONSTANTLY TRY TO PUT ME OUT FOR IT." I slammed my door.. "I GET A B ON A TEST, YOU GO 'OH YOU DONT CARE ABOUT YOUR GRADES NOW? I AINT RAISE NO FAILING CHILD YOU CAN GET OUT WITH THOSE GRADES.'" I yelled for her to hear me. My mom has always been my best friend but my worst enemy. If you get it, she's been the bad guy often, but tries to make me out to be the bad guy. I heard heavy steps, so I went to my closet. I sat on my Jordan box. I heard the door open to my room. "Where she at?" I heard my dad ask. "I don't know, she was in here though." My mom sighed. "I can stay in here, she'll eventually come out." Antonio was closer to the closet. I heard whispering and steps.. I went over to my clothes and started folding and putting away my laundry. The closet door opened, and my dad came in. "what are you doing?" I shook my head. "Reorganizing.. Then I'm about to take a shower and leave." I grabbed some clothes. "What you mean you bout to leave?" I looked at him. "I'm going to grab my keys, go downstairs, exit the house, climb into my truck, and drive away." I knew I looked mad because I was.