"This is nice" she cooed.
Her hands were clutch to my arms as we watched the stars. We was resting on the cliff near my lake.
"Yeah it was either this or McDonald's" She punched my arm and I chuckled. We sat there in silence but it wasn't awkward. She laid her head on my shoulder.
"Erica" she said.
"Hmm"
"What was your ultimate goal growing up" she asked me. It caught me off guard so my response wasn't rapidly.
"To feed my family, I guess you can say" I shrugged my shoulders.
"Of course who wouldn't but besides that," I looked over at her and laughed.
"What is so funny, I really wanna kno" she straddled my lap. Her eyes were hooked on mines.
"Its nun really" I wrapped my arms around her waist.
"Sooo Tell me, What did you plan on being or doing before you chose this"
"To tell you tha truth I wanted to run my own clothing company...lets just forget it y--"
"No baby tell me more BOUT it" she cut me off, yearning to know more bout my crushed dream.
Not one kid, Wakes up and wishes to be a "pimp" or "dealer" , I surely didn't. I wanted to make a living naturally, going with the flow of life, not by forced. I didn't have a easy childhood, she made mines much miserable. Feeming for a motherly love that she neva once gave me. She was suppose to be my provider, protector, instructor but all she did was break me down more mentally than physically. No care given. No love showed. The very last innocence I had left, she let them take from me.
All the welps & bruises, late night cries and she was no where to be found. To busy getting high and all she had to say was "sorry" with no emotions. The only reason then was because she was dying and wanted my sympathy and a free hospital bill.
Now I'm here I am, standing with a girl who tryna give me something that I can't seem to give back. Honestly, I think thats more than I can bear.
"Babe..Erica" I snapped out my thoughts, looking directly at her.
"You ok baby," she caressed my cheek.
"Yeah..um its getting late Ima head back to the cabin" I was holding my tears back not tryna show any weakness. She placed her hands on my cheek, analyzing me.
"Baby you ok? You can te--"
"Let's just head in" I Bit my lip as a few tears ran down my cheek.
She tried comforting me but I brushed her off. I removed her off of me and stood up. I started walking back to my cabin.
"Erica"
"Baby" she called out. I just kept forward, she eventually caught up with me.
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"Oh Erica guess who's home" I heard her footsteps and immediately took off from tha couch. She can't get to me, if she can't see me right!? I dashed down tha halls til I got to my room door.
I closed it and locked it. "Now missy you know its not polite to run from your guest" It seem like she was near my door. Panicking, I hid in tha closet.
The knob was jiggling a bit and I screeched. I quickly covered my mouth.
"Ahh," she chuckled. I can picture that smirk, she always had on her face when she saw me.
The door finally opened and her footsteps begin to echoed the room. Tears poured down my face like rain. Suddenly, her movements stopped. Just when I thought I was struck by luck, the closet door was yanked opened.
I looked up and there she was smiling at me. To be a 9 year old, I had so much hatred. Especially towards her. "Now missy you know better than to hide from me, but very well then now we can play my game huh" she smirked.
"MOMMY!!" I screamed, hoping someone will here me.
"Aww yo mother not here today" I tried escaping but she grabbed me by waist and lunged me to the other side of the room. My head hit the hems of the wooden dresser.
"Stupid mistake bitch now you must pay" I tried crawling to the door but my hair was yanked.
"Ooowww" I cried out in pain.
"You must learn yo lesson," she said. "Oh Tim" she called for her late husband.
"NOOOOO!!"
"Erica" I jolt awake out of my sleep, looking round. Hands surfaced to my shoulder and I flinched.
"Its me babe, what's wrong" she said in her sleepy. I look over at her and felt relief.
"Oh--um nothing go back to bed" I weakly smiled.
I layed my head back down on my pillow
She moved closer to me and laid her head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, securely. I stared up at the ceiling. My eyes became hard to keep open and soon I was out.
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We walked into my mansion, greeted by one of my fair servants. We just got back from our lil "getaway" and I was starving.
"Ms.Mena um--
"Martha," I called out interrupting one my servants, Frank. She came out tha kitchen and bowed. "Yes Mam"
"Fetch me up a breakfast platter will you" She nodded at me and started heading back into the kitchen.
"Make that two" Cyn told her and glared at me.
"Whaa" I chuckled
"Miss um--, " My eyes reverted to Frank. He seem to be worked up bout sum.
"Frank now can't you see I'm busy man"
"But miss so--
"There's my lil one" My whole smile whiped off my face when I heard his voice.
I turned around glaring at him. My eyes were darken. If looks can kill, he'll be a dead motherfucca.
"You don't miss me," He smirked
"You must be her brother right" Cyn said.
"Brother?" He chuckled.
"Nah I'm her father"
"Father!?" She stared at me then at him. Shit He just had to show up...
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Romance{Discontinued.} Seen as a "goody two-shoes" that's quite an advantage when it comes to Cyn. From the public's eye, she can't do no wrong. Her life seems to be Perfect as some would say. But how perfect is it, when lies, secrets, tends to flow throug...
