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Dad Got My Back

Teen Fiction

Shit! I go by Prince but my name is Princeton. My bestfriend is Vian and let me just say he been by my side since middle school. Is this girl though her name is Viancé she goes by the nickname Beautiful but she's Vian sister. I like her and i get a...

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Chapter 19: MEMORIAL

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by alea_robinson

by alea_robinson

"Beautiful P.O.V": It's that time. Time to bury Vian and pray that the memory of him doing good lives on. I fixed my hair and makeup i smiled as i put on my lipstick. Why? I remembered when i was younger and i wanted to be like the other girls so bad but Vian told me i'm perfect just the way i am. When i finished up in walked KiKi.

Beautiful: You okay?
KiKi: Yeah, just can't believe he's gone.
Beautiful: He's not completely gone.
KiKi: I know, i know. Can you help me with my hair?
Beautiful: Yeah, come on over to the chair.
KiKi: Thank you.

I began doing KiKi hair while listening to music. Mama told me no sad music so i played music that wasn't from the 90s. As i straightened KiKi hair the song, "Sandcastles by Beyonce" played and in all honestly i did cry a little when the beat came on. As i did her hair, and as she sat there we began singing the song.

Beautiful:We build sand castles
That washed away
I made you cry
When I walked away
And although I promised
That I couldn't stay
Every promise don't work out that way
Every promise don't work out that way
KiKi: Dishes smashed on my counter
From our last encounter
Pictures snatched out the frame
Bitch I scratched out your name
And your face
What is it about you?
That I can't erase baby
When every promise don't work out that way
No no baby
When every promise don't work out that way
Beautiful: And your heart is broken
Cause I walked away
Show me your scars
And I won't walk away
And I know I promised that I couldn't stay
Every promise don't work out that way
Every promise don't work out that way

I finished her hair well straightening it, but then Prince walked in with my baby Jamaria.

Prince: Babe.
Beautiful: What did you do to her hair?
Prince: I brushed it into ponytails.
Beautiful: Why didn't you let your mother do her hair?
Prince: she's working a double.
Beautiful: I got her next, let me finish KiKi hair.
Prince: How you holding in KiKi?
KiKi: I'm making it, thanks for asking.

I plugged in my curling iron and waited for it to get hot so i could curl KiKi ends. As i was curling her hair, the song, "Side Piece by Chris Brown", and i began singing along.

Beautiful: Oh woah, girl, woah, girl, oh woah
Oh baby, you got me

Shaking like 9/11, riding this roller-coaster
Rocking like heavy metal, you thinking I'm fucking
But baby girl when I'm finished you can't even
Come round two, you need a minute
Sing it to her when I kiss it, I got her dripping
Complaining to me saying that a nigga be tripping
But she be cheating and fucking with other niggas
But I be feeling like the only one when I'm with her

Hennessy mixed in with Patron, yeah yeah
I'mma feel that shit in the morning, yeah
I know I need to leave you alone, yeah
But you keep coming around cause you ready to party
And it's a damn shame I feel in love
With a girl that's off
Hennessy mixed in with Patron, yeah yeah
I'mma feel that shit in the morning, yeah
Damn, why the hell did I catch feelings?
Everything ain't always what it seems
Cause you was the girl I thought I saw in my dreams
Now I know how it feels to be the side piece

Let me getting on your level, I'mma take your girl to the crib
I know I'm petty, but boy I know she ready, baby girl you be flexing
I ain't the only nigga in your phone you be texting
She ain't the type that'll hold me down if I arrested
She the type to fuck the enemy, disrespectful
Still ain't learned my lesson
Keep a nigga feeling like the pussy is a blessing
Aw here we go again

Can't even look in your eyes, playing both sides
Shoulda told me you had a man but I know why you lied
You think that I wouldn't understand
Cause I'm dying trying not to use my head, getting me fucked up yeah

By the time the finished the song, i was officially finished with KiKi hair and she was smiling. She then gave me a hug and headed out my room. Prince then sat Jamaria down in the chair and she smiled. I love this little girl. I slowly combed her hair and then deep conditioned her hair. I then slowly twisted the front of her hair leaving the back free, wild, and curly. I spinned her to face my dresser mirror and she smiled.

Jamaria: Tank you.
Beautiful: You're welcome sweetheart.
Prince: Can you help me out with mines?
Beautiful: Babe you barely got hair.
Prince: Damn so you ain't gone fix my curls.
Beautiful: *giggles* Come on.

I did Prince hair and just laughed. Then i heard mom yell that our rides were here. As i walked down the steps i saw the car that held Vian's body and tears fell down my face already. I wiped my face with my tissue. Prince held Jamaria and we made our way to the truck. I haven't seen or heard from Vi since she asked me to go to the party with her. When i turned around in the truck i saw kids in the cars from school but on their blinkers for the memorial service ride. About thirty minutes later we pulled up to the cemetery and my uncles all helped carry Vian's casket to under the tent. About five minutes later the funeral began and only a few people spoke on the behalf of Vian. Well that is until mom got up with KiKi. They both decided to speak and everyone could see the hurt in their eyes. Well i know i could. After they spoke, Vian's grave was lowered into the ground and one by one everyone dropped a rose onto his casket.