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Amiya

When I got home my mom was sitting on the couch watching tv...as usual. "Hey," I put my stuff down and began to turn away.

"Where yo ass been at all day," She paused the tv and looked at me. 

" Uhh I was out with my friend," I mumbled trying to avoid what was about to happen. Her jaw clenched and she rolled her hands into fists

She was getting mad at me already.

"Where you going?...and speak the fuck up when I'm talking to," I sighed and walked back down the stairs. 

"I was out with my friends," She walked over to me and got in my face. "So you think it's okay to hang out with your friends while I'm here damn near starving," She pulled me by my collar. I turned my face and she grabbed it towards her abruptly. 

"I need you home before I get here and if food isn't on the counter waiting for me. I'm beating you ass. I swear to god,"She spat. "Getcho ass over there and make me some food,"She threw me on the ground and turned back to her tv,"


I got up, took the chicken out and slammed the fridge shut. I moved towards the pantry. I grabbed some seasoning and set them down on the counter with a loud bang.

"Do we have a problem," My mom yelled over the tv.

I rolled my eyes and mocked her silently.

"I can't hear you,"

I sighed "No Ma'am,"

I finished her food and went locked myself up in my room.

It wasn't long before she called me back down there. I quietly screamed before calmly walking down.

"Yes Ma," 

"This rice, it's hard I need you to make me a different batch. And eat this,"

"But my I'm not hungry," I whined. 

She raised and eyebrow and stared at me. "What I'm supposed to care,". She chuckled and threw her head back. "Girl if you don't sit your ass down and eat this fucking food,"

I sat there and eat it slowly eyeing her as she watched tv. I made her some more rice and went upstairs to take a shower. Nice long one with warm water that relaxed my muscles. I got out changed my clothes and watched some tv. 

I didn't go to sleep until my dad came home which was about 4. The second I fell asleep I woke up because of their fighting. 

It was a cycle. My dad goes out fucks with whoever while my mom sits at home and grieves. My dad comes back and They argue. He leaves, she realizes she wants him and makes him come back home. Then they fuck.

The episode was over and I finally was able to fall asleep.

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Next Morning

When I woke up I was wet, all my sports bra was damp. I thought that I peed the bed.  I got up to smell the sheets and it  but it barely had a smell. I groaned and plopped down on the bed before taking off the sheets. I threw them into a pile and sprayed my bed with Lysol. I felt really weak as I was carrying the sheet to the washing machine. I stopped on the rail of the stairs and on the counter before actually reaching the machines. I slowly skipped stairs on the way back up. my stomach felt crampy. 


I brushed off the feeling thinking it would pass when I  take a shower. The feeling went away but came back it hurt more this time. I groaned and laid on my stomach to ease the unsettling feeling but it didn't work. 

I turned and twisted but the pain would not leave. I sighed and  figured I should take a painkiller. 

I'm the worst at swallowing pills especially if they have a bad taste. I know most pills have and unpleasant taste but some of  them just be tasting like straight up shit.

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