I was on the phone with Ahamd as I headed back home. We was talking about how we could stop Sasha... if it was even possible.
Of course violence never solves nothing, it only makes it worse.
I got out the car and opened the front door to see my mom sitting on the couch with Sasha's friend, Demi.
"Um babe, I'll call you back, okay...," I said as I hung up before I even got a reply back.
"You better get to steppin' up out of my house!," I screamed as my body started shaking.
"Tyra, you better calm down. I don't know why you raising hell up in MY house so you need to calm yourself down. You haven't been telling me what's been going on lately. Why you've been putting makeup over that black eye that's still a little bruised. But you can let a total stranger tell me everything. I am your mother, this is what mother's are for, baby," my mom said as tears rolled down my face.
"I thought I could handle this my self," I said as my voice cracked. "Everybody hates me now, they think I said that crap on tv. Mom I didn't say none of it, I promise."
"I'm sorry, Tyra. I knew I should've stopped Sasha. Once she has her mind set on something, it's hard to get her off of it, and I'm sorry we caused all these problems with you and your relationship."
I didn't give Demi a reply. I just closed the door behind me and sat down on the couch with my mom. I knew I broke her heart a little, and it was breaking mines even more.
"But I've came here to help," she started again. "Championships are only like a week away, and she's going to do something stupid, something really stupid. She didn't even tell me, yet. But.... I don't want anything to do with it and maybe I can help," she stated as she edged a little closer to me.
"How do I know this isn't a plan of Sasha's?"
Demi sighed and sat down beside me.
"I've been Sasha's sidekick for as long as I can remember. I'm slick tired of her shit - excuse my language - and she's getting slick crazy. She's crazy over a boy only because of his fame and good looks. She doesn't even see all the other people that want her and it's sad. One time your friend Elijah wanted her, but that was before she was crazy and stuff. But to be honest, I really like him."
I giggled at the way her face was looking when she said that. I gave her a tight hug; I can't believe Sasha is that crazy enough for her to do something at the Championships.
I'm just glad that I'm two steps ahead of her.
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Babysitting Fever
Teen FictionTyra was hired to babysit a baby boy named Alex for one of the most famous basketball players that also had an older son walking in his fathers steps. I believe that's all you need to know to know where things might go....or do you? ~~~~ My book, m...
