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Janaye.
She stood with her arms folded firmly across her chest. Her stare was so fierce I could feel it all the way from across the room. She stared into his soul.
"Look James..." She paused as she collected her thoughts. "I'm tired of dealing with your musty AND crusty BROKE ASS! I don't know how you found us and I honestly don't care... but what I do know is that your time has expired here playboy.
She kicked over one of his bags she had sitting by the door.
" Take ya stank drawls and the rest of your raggedy shit you done left in here and get yo crack headed ass on! And that's on me baby!" She yells holding the door open for him.
He stood in silence with his head hung low as he thought of what to say next.
"I changed, I'm a changed man" My dad responded calmly staring at my mother looking hurt, he knew he fucked up.
She looked at him in disbelief.
"Channnged? Boy bye ! You're the same pathetic bastard from 2 years ago who stole from your family..the only family you ever had...and never looked back." She snapped, pausing for a second to get her emotions in order.
"You disgust me James, You disappointed me...your daughter and this family...I have no other words for you, take the little shit you do have left and hit the road jack!" She spat coldly before turning on her heels and disappearing down the hall into her room closing her room door with a loud thud!
My dad stood in the same spot with his head still hung low. He had nothing to say because he knew what she said was the truth.
He looked up at me and smiled weakly, before grabbing his jacket and rushing out.
I walk to the living room window and watch him get in his car and drive away.
I watch until I couldn't see his car anymore. I love my dad, I really do but even I can see he hasn't changed.
About 2 years ago me and my mom found out that my dad was abusing drugs. It took some time for us to accept it at first.
Shit would slowly start to disappear around the house, little shit at first. The first to go was my gold necklace with my name engraved in it, I received it for my 12th birthday. Crazy part about it was his ass was the one who bought it for me.
His skinny ass makes me sick!
The second was my grandmothers wedding ring... he needs his ass whooped for stealing that shit outta of all things his trifling ass took my grandmothers wedding ring that was supposed to be mine since mom and dad never got married.
I looked for that shit for 2 weeks.
But like I said those two things wasn't shit compared to the empty house me and mom came home to the day after Christmas.
I'll never forget the look on my mothers face when we came home to a fucked up empty house. after we cleaned up all the shit left behind, my mom sat in the living room window and waited for his trifling ass to come home, and when he did it was on in popping.
Ma beat daddy's ass so bad it looked like his ass got jumped...eyes was all purple and swollen, lip busted, pops was fucked up!
Since then until now my dad hasn't shown his face. I look up to see my mother staring at me, I didn't even hear her creep in.
"Hey mom, you good?" I ask concerned, knowing she was still hurting.
She smiled weakly winking at me.
