I Got You (Urban)

K.O.Q *4*

Aniya's POV

Sophomore year had just started and I was with my same 3 friends. No new friends bihhh. About less than a month into the school year and 2 weeks before my birthday I got news that hit me harddd. I came from school and saw my mother crying uncontrollably. I've never seen her like this because she was always the one that knew how to control her feelings and stay sane in the worst situations so I knew it had to be something.

"What's wrong ma?" I said. "Niya, she's gone. She's gone why God ?" She said inaudibly since she was crying so hard. "Who ma?" "Auntie" My heart automatically broke to pieces. Auntie was my grandmothers nickname since she didn't want anyone calling her grandma because she always said she was young and that our real grandmother was back in Africa. She was my best friend aside from my mother. She was always keeping the family sane and she visited every year. I was hurt, I had never experienced a death in the family so this had hit me hard. The rest of the school year I became very distant and like a ticking bomb. I became even more disrespectful, even to teachers. My school decided to put me into counseling for the rest of the year.

The first day of counseling didn't go so good.

"Hi Aniya, my name is Ms. Savannah and I am your counselor for the rest of the year. So to start off with, tell me a little about yourself."

"First off, I don't need this fucking session to be very honest. I don't even know why they making me come to this shit. Like really? This shit wack."

"Aniya, your anger is getting the best of you baby. We can get to the bottom of what's wrong which will help us so we can know how to work on it and fix it."

"My grandmother dead, so let me know what fucking powers YOU have that I don't so that you can fix her and bring her back. I swear I have a bone to pick with GOD. Like why the fuck would he let her go like that? She followed and lived by his word, she lived a good life. ITS KILLERS IN THESE FUCKING STREETS AND THEY WALKING AROUND FREELY AND UNTOUCHED! GOOD HEALTH ALL THAT, BUT NAH, GOD HAD TO TAKE HER RIGHT ?!" As I was yelling I felt my chest tightening and I felt the tears flow like never before. I looked at Ms. Savannah and she had a look of concern on her face but I was furious so I flipped her room upside down. "ANIYA ! ANIYA ! STOP PLEASE ! ITS OKAY, SHE'S IN A BETTER PLACE !" But whatever she was saying wasn't registering with me until I finished, huffing and puffing and left the room.

Some time went by and Ms. Savannah didn't even tell the principal so I didn't get in trouble. But, her annoying ass was definitely still trying to get me to come to counseling. I didn't want to because I was never one to express my feelings too well and I thought it'll be a waste of time. What harm will it cause Niya? I thought to myself. Fuck it, I'll just go. She better not get me tight and try to talk all soft and sweet like I'm some little retarded bitch or this time instead of flipping her room, ima flip HER.

I was slowly coping with the death of my grandmother. I went from not being able to control my crying every night to being able to try and control myself and crying when I thought of our moments together. I tried to stay as far away from talking about her as possible. Her funeral came and I got to say my final goodbye. It crushed me because I knew that was my last time seeing my queen before my queen but I knew there was nothing I could do about it. I cried my heart out and decided that I had to get myself together.

Junior year was going by and it was time for me to start looking for colleges to apply to and figure out what I wanted to do in life. My brother Jah and I weren't the closest like my sister and I but we were close. He didn't play when it came to me but the bad thing was he decided to take to the streets. I knew it wouldn't lead to anywhere good but I didn't think it'll come so soon.