Today is Sunday and I'm planning to not go to church later. I woke up early to fix a little breakfast for the family. I opened the fridge to see what we had; I found eggs, bacon, and sausages. I also found pancake flower. I'm not a big fan of sausages but I know my mom loves to eat them with a side of grits so I took that out too and prepared making a breakfast of pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausage with a side of grits.
My mom came in the kitchen while I was cracking the eggs open
"Hey, you cooking breakfast? What's gotten into you this morning?" She asked.
"Well Good Morning to you too mom and yes I'm cooking breakfast is there something wrong with that?"
"No it's just you haven't been behind a stove in years"
"Yea I know but I'm back now"
"That's good sweetie, so Mark is coming over around noon to talk to you, please Shanice I'm begging you to be open and tell him everything."
The smile on my face quickly faded "ok" I said not really wanting to hear any of this.
"Listen I know it's going to be hard but you have to cooperate, I also signed you up for therapy you start on Tuesday I'll be taking you there."
"I'm guessing you must have a bank roll to be doing all this shit" I said slowly getting mad and not caring what comes out my mouth at the time.
"Excuse me Shanice Leonce Johnson, who do you think you talking to?"
Now she really was pushing my buttons putting my middle name out knowing I fucking hate it and the fact that my stink ass dad gave it to me for a dumb ass reason made me hate it even more.
"I'm talking to you mom I clearly said that's not all necessary I'm not fucked up in the head I don't need no fucking therapy. That shit cost a lot of money for each session by the hour too and you still going to use the little money that you have to waste on something I don't need."
"You need to watch your mouth little girl did you forget you talking to the woman who gave birth to you."
"I know exactly who I'm talking to"
"Shanice what do you expect me to do you've completely shut down you're not the same no more and there's nobody who can change you at the moment"
I was done cooking and I turned the stove off and slammed the hot skillet that contained the freshly made bacon on the stove "THEN LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE IF I WANT TO STAY THE WAY I AM THEN LET ME DID YOU EVEN ASK ME ABOUT IT? NO YOU JUST AUTOMATICALLY ASSUMED I NEED THIS SHIT. THERES SOMETHING CALLED GIVING PEOPLE SOME FUCKING TIME THEY'LL PULL THROUGH ON THEIR OWN TIME, ON THEIR OWN SCHEDULE, STOP TRYING TO TAKE CONTROL NOW. GO BACK TO FUCKING WORK CAUSE THATS WHERE YOU BE AT 24/7 AND THATS WHAT I THINK YOU CARE ABOUT MORE GET OUT MY FACE WITH THIS SHIT MAN" I snapped and walked out the kitchen up the stairs.
My mom pulled me by hair back in the kitchen. "Listen little girl I'm giving you a chance right now to apologize for talking to me like that, I would've slapped the living daylights out of you just a second ago but it took everything in me to calm down. You lucky I'm just pulling this nice pretty long hair of yours don't you ever talk to me like that again young lady" She said in a stern and serious tone while pulling my hair a little harder.
"I'm sorry" I said not really fazed by her tone or how she pulled my hair.
"I don't care you're going to therapy and you WILL talk to Mark, I promise you this will help you a lot. I don't want to hear no if's and's or but's about it. Understand?"
"Yes, can I go now?" I replied getting irritated.
She turned around in the direction of the kitchen while I walked away going up stairs to wake Jhanae up for breakfast. I walked in her room to find her awake doing her hair in front of her dresser and mirror.
"Hey what was that all about downstairs?"
"I don't feel like talking about it just come downstairs for breakfast"
"You cooked?" She asked in shock
"Yes I did"
As I walked back downstairs I seen that mom had already set up the table
"Shanice this smells really good" My mom said looking at me like we didn't just have a big argument a few minutes ago.
"I agree Sha this looks good and all" Jhanae said while sitting down.
I took a quick glance at the table and realized that I wasn't hungry anymore
"I'm sorry but I'm going to take a walk"
"You're not going to eat?" Mom asked
"Nope" I simply said while grabbing my keys and putting on my jacket "I'll be back enjoy the food"
"Be prepared for later" My mom shouted. I simply rolled my eyes and slammed the front door.
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It was a quarter after one o'clock when I got home. Soon as I walked through the front door my mom started drilling me with questions.
I lost track of time I didn't say nothing to my mom I just sat down across from where Mark was and greeted him.
"Your mother said there was something you needed to talk to me about"
"Yea mom can you step out please"
"Sure, anything that makes you feel comfortable"
As she stepped out I told Mark from beginning to end of what happened. I made sure I didn't leave any detail out and throughout Mark sat there and listened wrote a few things down on his notepad.
"Wait you said your ex best friend goes by the name of Michael Jones." Mark asked.
"Yes"
"Can you give me a description of him?"
I gave him a description from what I remembered. Mark pulled out a picture and handed it to me. I didn't have to take a second glance I instantly realized that it was a picture of Michael, but why does he have a picture of Michael with him? Did my mom say something to him?
"Yea that's him, why do you have a picture of him on you?" I asked
"Um Shanice Michael was murdered about a year ago, his family had reported him missing him a while back and investigators been doing whatever they can to find him. A couple months ago his body was found in a lake in Orlando, Florida. Well I should say his remains. He had a couple tattoos on his body that his family was able to recognize and claim that was him. He left behind a mother, a baby momma, and a son. I'm sorry I had to be the one to tell you this."
I just sat there in shock like I really didn't expect to hear this. I mean I haven't heard from Michael ever since the incident and even though he did wrong I would never wish death upon a person.
"Do you guys know who did that to him" I asked.
"No I can't explain everything to you but we're still working on it, I think that's enough for today I'll be back probably next week to continue on this alright?"
"Ok" I said while getting up and walking him out. Once I had shut the door my mind reflected back to 7th grade the good times I had with my ex best friend. My eyes were absolutely dry no tears were apparent but I was still sad. I felt like I had enough for the first half of the day so I went up to my room to take a nap.
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Hidden Intentions
RomanceShanice is trying to move on into a better life, but with a crazy past, and an obsessed ex boyfriend who had put her through so much constantly popping up out of no where, how would she ever get the chance to move on and find something better? Shani...
