Chanel's Story

Chapter 5: Da Trap

As Clayton and I pulled up to my house he asked me, "What you think about Denise?"

"She cool or whatever. If dad happy I really don't care. Why?"

"No reason. I was just asking. Tell punk ass Malik that he better chill with all that shit with you. Don't think I don't know what y'all be doing. I'm just saying be careful."

"Malik is a chill dude. You got nothing to worry about."

"Chill? You do know what him and dad do right?"

"Damn Clayton. I don't live under a fuckin rock."

"Just asking. Like I said, don't let me catch y'all slipping. Now get the hell out my shit."

"Shut up! See you later bro. Imma call you," I said before I got out the truck and walked into the house.

I tried to open the door as soft as I can and sneak into the room. I passed through the kitchen, the dining room and then past Lailah's room. That was when I heard my momma on the phone talking to nobody other than my dad. I stood there and listened for a while.

"What the hell Chris... You know I don't like Chanel over there for a couple of hours let alone to actually live with you..."

my dad wanted me to live with him. If Malik hadn't asked me I would've done it in a heartbeat.

"What's wrong with over here?... Did you forget about the fact that you deal drugs?... Chanel will not be staying there with you and that is final... Of course I know she about to make 18... Fuck whatever she wants. I'm her mother."

My mom really said that she didn't care about what I wanted.

"And what happened last night?... You said she'd be back last night... SHE WENT WITH WHO?!... Fucking around with you and how much you don't care Chanel gonna end up pregnant... Fuck you Chris."

I really hated my mom now. She had the nerve to disrespect both me and my dad. I couldn't wait to get out of here and move with Malik. Fuck her and i wanted her to know how I felt.

I walked into her room and started yelling. "That's really how you feel?! Just cause you my momma that don't mean shit!" I told her as Lailah started to cry.

"Shut your ass up Chanel. I been trying to deal with you and your little attitude for months now but you know what? I don't fuckin care no more."

"That's wonderful momma! Maybe it'll calm you down if you got some dick in your li-" I couldn't finish before her palm swiped me across the face.

"You think you grown now Chanel? Until you know the sacrifices I had to make to make everybody else happy, you can't say shit about being a woman. Go live with Chris cause I don't know who you are anymore. Pack your shit and leave my house. You and that boy can live and ruin your lives together. I know you and him having sex and I know that you sleeping around with all these other boys. Leave my house!"

"You know what? Fuck you! My dad loves me way more than you have our ever will. I'll be so happy to leave and I'm glad that I won't have to deal with you ever again. Obviously you got your people mixed up. You don't and have never known me. The only thing you know is how to be bitch. I really hope aunt Tammy come get Lailah real soon. She gonna end up just like you; dumb as shit."

After I finished flashing out on my mom, I went to my room and got a duffle bag out of my closet. Before I started to pack, I got on the phone to call Clayton. After he didn't answer I dialed Malik. He said he'd already left the apartment to take care of business. Was he ever gonna learn? That left one option. I dialed Trey.

"Dang ma! The party don't start till 11. Whaddup?"

"Trey can you come pick me up from my house?" by now I was crying.