Mistreated (Editing!)

Back to school (3)

Audrey's P.O.V

I walk down the pathway of my house and open the door closing it behind me. I stand there for a minute and hear rustling in the kitchen, a voice calls out "Audrey?".

My mom walks out and looks at me hesitantly not knowing if its really me.  I walk forward showing my face.

"Child, you gotta stop doin' that! I'm too old to be playing in friday the 13th and shit!" My mom says putting her hands on her hips. 

"Sorry mama." I say taking off my shoes.

"A'ight well bring yo sorry ass to the table and eat, dinners ready." She says walking away shaking her head.

I sigh and walk to the table to sit down. She sits down next to me and realizes that my clothes are a little wet.

"Aww hell naw! Audrey what the- why the hell are you wet again?" She says looking at her.

"Because it was raining outside?" Audrey  I say sarcastically.

"Girl, get the hell outta my kitchen and fix yo self!" She says pointing upstairs. "Actin like you ain't got no sense...because it's raining outside." She says mocking me. "I know it's raining outside! Did you know? Guess not cause I ain't see no umbrella in yo hand!" She yells and I get up and walks up the stairs. "Wettin up my kitchen shit and then wanna talk smart!" She says mumbling under her breath.

I don't even have the energy....I'm too drained. I get upstairs and prepare myself to take a shower.

 After my 1000 degree shower, I feel more refreshed and rejuvenated. I come back downstairs to find her asleep on the couch. All that food gave her little ass the itis. 

I smirk a little and grab a blanket to cover her with it. I kiss her little stank self on the forehead and walk over to the kitchen to make myself a plate.

I head back upstairs when I hear some mumbling sounds. I pause and turn to see my mom saying something in her sleep. I laugh.

I sit my food on the dresser and turn put my playlist on shuffle and turn the volume down. I lay on the bed stretching and relaxing my back for a few minutes. The smelI of the food made my stomach rumble. I roll over to grab a peice of cornbread with my fork when my phone vibrates. I pick it up checking it.

Jordan: Hey u around tish?

I roll my eyes. "Ugh." 

Me:  No, I'm at home...

Jordan: Oh...soo wyd

I smack my lips and throw the phone onto the bed. "What the fuck?" I  say as I roll my eyes again. 

Why is he texting me?

Jordan is Tishana's boyfriend. Although he continues to try to talk to me, Tish swears up and down that he's crazy about her.

After everything that happened, I would just rather stay away from him. But it's like the further away I pushes, the closer he sneaks in.

Nigga just has no boundaries...That's a proven fact.

The phone vibrates again, I sigh and pick it up and look at it hoping it's someone else.

Jordan: Hello?

I sigh and shake my head putting it back down. Two minutes later my phone vibrates again, and again, and again.

"Oh my God what the fuck! Nigga stop texting me!" I yell at the phone. 

Me: Jordan stop texting me, Tisha's not here. Leave me alone.

I hit send and put my phone on silent. I look up to see myself in the mirror, I get up and stand in front of it tussling my hair around to find my better side. Staring at my almond colored skin and curly hair, I hate that I can't see the beauty in myself.