The Carter's

Merry Christmas

*kenyanna for Christmas in the m/m*

Kenyanna's POV:

I popped up out my sleep. Damn thinking of those memories, I must have drifted off. I checked the time and it was 1:00. Our dinner usually started at 1:30 so I got up and went downstairs to see what was happening. Nobody was in the living room so I went into the kitchen and everybody was there

"Merry Christmas Kenyanna." Aunt pat hugged me and I felt something wet on my shoulder. I just stood there.

"I'm sorry." She mouthed to me. She must have been referring to me and pops loud conversation yesterday.

"You heard?" I asked her. And she nodded. I looked at everybody else and they just ignored me. Like I wasn't even there

"Bout time pops realized what we all been knew" Odell laughed and so did Ethan.

"Right. I'm glad I did son" pops nodded

"So you told them that you're selling the house?" I tried to be messy

"If he did then that's his business Ken. This is pops house." Cheryl looked at me

"ITS MY HOME!" I barely screamed. Even though they couldn't see the bruises, I felt them.

"You don't pay no bills around here." Lourie came in

"I wasn't talking to you Lourie! SHUTUP" I was disgusted

"Hey hey hey! It's Christmas and we getting through this last damn day. You hear me? No problems. Hell I don't care if y'all hate each other! You're gonna love each other today. Or at least pretend!" Aunt pat fussed

"I invited Quincy and DJ over. DJ said he don't know if he's going to come though" Ethan  told pops. He just nodded his head.

"Great. Now he doesn't wanna come around because Kenyanna couldn't keep her legs closed" Odell looked at me

"Exactly" pops shook his head. What the fuck?

"I wish mother was here" I mumbled.

"What you say?" Pops asked sitting up.

"I wish mother was here. She wouldn't let y'all talk to me like this. She understands me. She knows why I'm like this. I know why I'm like this. Brian knows why. But y'all wouldn't care why because you never asked" I said while looking at the floor. I shrugged.

"Kenyanna go get ready for dinner. We are about to start. We'll wait for you." Aunt pat said fanning me off. I went into my room and took a bath. Once I got out I gave myself some cuts and applied my makeup.

I struggled putting it on because I couldn't stop crying. The tears were rolling. I just threw my brushes down and stared at myself. I'm just fucked up. I finished getting dressed. I decided to add my fur coat just to be a little festive. I took some pictures and posted one to Instagram

Caption: not in the mood for Christmas at all😡

I went downstairs and when I got there everybody was at the table already. The children were at their table also. I looked around for a seat and the only one available was the one next to uncle Henry. Damn. What a surprise. I sat next to him, and pops led the prayer.

"So what's been going on in y'all lives?" Pops asked everybody while fixing his plate. I just sat back and tapped my fork on the table.

"Well Lyia just got accepted into this new magnet school in our neighborhood" Lourie smiled. "She starts after Christmas break"