Nayeli Bennet is a 20 year old girl struggling to get through college since her father has fallen ill. After selling their house and their cars, her family is forced to move into her aunts house where they feel un-welcomed. Determined to help her fa...
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"Say What's Real"
Nayeli ⚜️
Unlocking the front door I stepped inside and silently closed the front door. It was pretty late so I knew everyone was asleep by now. My mother most likely thought I was at work so I knew she wasn't worrying. I slid off my shoes and placed them on the mat near the door before heading to the kitchen. The lights suddenly switched making me jump back in surprise.
"Where have you been?" My aunt asked bringing her bottled water to her lips. I frowned wondering why her weird ass was sitting alone in the dark.
"I have a job remember" I replied smartly. She was always in my business, I understand that I was living in her house but I never gave any trouble. She always scrutinized everything that I did.
"I called your job today and your manager said that you weren't there. So tell me, is that the story your sticking with?" she stood up walking towards me. I shook my head trying to refrain from snapping. For someone who didn't have any kids, she was always acting like she wanted to be my mother.
"Why are you calling my job?" She always made it her business to be in other people's business. I didn't want to tell her about the shooting because I know that would only lead her to list more reasons why we need to hurry up and leave her house.
"Why are you lying about your whereabouts? I barely have space for you guys right now so I don't need your fast ass to get pregnant from one of those little hoodlums" she spat.
"What is going on down here?" My mother asked stepping into the kitchen.
"Your daughter has just returned home after being out all day" she smiled.
"Janine can I speak to my daughter alone" my mother forced a fake smile as my aunt rolled her eyes.
"Morgan you need to keep an eye on these kids of yours, I don't need them bringing any problems to my household" she turned away and left the kitchen. I wanted so badly to smack her but I knew that wouldn't end well for us. Only reason why I held my tongue was because I didn't need my family being out on the streets.
"Sit down Nayeli" my mother ordered taking a seat. I slid into the barstool next to her and kicked my feet back and forth.
"Talk to me. What's going on baby?" She asked looking at me through low eyes. I knew she was tired and I felt bad for waking her.
"I wasn't doing anything I ain't have no business doing" I usually told my mom everything but I didn't want to worry her with the events of today.
