You Never Would Have Thought

Chapter 3- The Unthinkable Truth

Yasmine POV

I was at home. I was scared. My momma was not talking to me. And that was the weirdest thing of all.

From looking at her face I could tell she was crying. She was always there for me when I was.

So its time for me to finally be there for her. I didn't know what to say.

I did not know what to do. She was the one that usually comfort me. So how can I have no clue.

Yasmine: Mama...
She ignored me. I had never known my mother to ignore me. I wanted to help her but I can not help her if she won't let me.

Yasmine: Mama...
Mama: yes baby.
Yasmine: Are you OK?
Mama: Yes Yasmine I am OK.

When we got done with the dishes she turned around so I can see her whole face.

There was a big bruise covering the left side of her face.

I could not speak. She turned around quickly as if nothing happened and I did not see the bruise.

She yelled at me and told me to go in my room.

It was like never before. She had never raised her voice at me.

I knew something was totally wrong then. I ran into my room. I could not think of what had just happened all types of things were running through my head at that moment.

I had started crying hard. I've seen my mother abused before. But this was different.

My mother is and will always be a beautiful woman.

My mother has dark chocolate skin. She has the most beautiful hazel eyes I have ever seen.

She has long curly pitch black hair. I look more like my father than my mother.

I always wonder why just I just can look like my mother. If I could I'd be an exact replica I would.

After crying so hard it was getting hard for me to breathe. I started taking breaths like my mother showed me.

I heard my door Creek open. My father walked in with his long hard leather belt.

He had beat me. He told me I made my mother cry and I have made him mad because of talking to Jason.

He told me I should have never asked what was wrong with my mother.

He told me I should have just left her alone. He told me I was a mistake. Then why am I still here I ask myself.

I was the one he took his anger out on. I'm the person he blames for everything. I was the one that costs everything and I will be nothing else in his eyes.

Jason POV

I woke up to my alarm clock ringing. I did my hygiene while thinking about what happened yesterday.

I was thinking about the fear I saw in Yasmine's eyes when she saw her father's truck pull up.

I'm not mad at her. When I saw that look in her face I knew it was going on.

I think she's being abused. That's the same face.....

My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing. Wifey appeared across the screen

7:00 Wifey: Jasonnn

7:00 Me: Kyraaa

7:01 Wifey: Nigga don't drag my name out