Chapter 1

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Anastasia
I watched as my mother packed my clothes in my suitcases as my father looked at me with so much disappointment and anger in his eyes. Here I was 18 years old being kicked out of my home because I wanted to live a double life and ended up getting pregnant by the love of my life Antonio aka king a drug dealer from California.

"Mommy please don't do this" I begged my mother If I was kicked out I had nowhere to go

" no hood rat bitch will be living in my house you want to get pregnant and hang with those hoodlums how about you live with them" she scorned me looking at me in disgust. I was black and my parents had grew up in the ghetto before they made it out and made a better lives for themselves. My father was a successful neurosurgeon and my mother was a  business owner. They made sure I never wanted for anything or struggled like they did growing up but with that they sheltered me from my culture. We did nothing black we went to a all white church, didn't eat fried chicken, I had all white boyfriends and I was the only black girl in a all white school.

" mom you grew up with those hoodlums you were one " I said frowning at her she had some nerve

" you're right but we don't act like that in this household you've never wanted for anything, you went to the best schools" my father said finally speaking up for the first time. All this was true but that wasn't the life I wanted. I wanted to know what it was like to truly be black so I met this girl from Compton named Erica. We became best friends and she helped me learn how it is to be "hood". In the process I met king and we became boyfriend and girlfriend. Together they taught me slang, how to twerk and how to fight. In the process of that I ended up giving my virginity to king and I was so in love with him I never pressured him to use condoms which led to me now being pregnant

" daddy please don't do this I'm about to graduate I won't see them again" lies but anything to keep a roof over my head I was fine. He shook his head reaching in his pockets and Counting eight 100 dollar bills. He gave them to me before walking out the room. I knew then that he was done with me and when my mother followed him shortly after I knew she was too. I grabbed my belongings got in my car and made my way to kings house. When I pulled up there were girls all over him and he seemed to be enjoying it until he seen me pull up. I got out my car going straight to him

"What's up baby"

" we need to talk " I said eyeing the girl that had the nerve to eye me as if I was in the wrong for talking to MY man.

"Fasho" he got up and walked with me to his car pulling me to him by my waist his hands instantly went to my ass.

"I need to stay with you"

" what happened to yo folks place"

" they found out about you and that I'm pregnant "

" pregnant?" He asked letting go of me and pushing me back

" yes pregnant"

" that ain't my baby "

" what " my heart felt like it was breaking

"You was so ready to be hood and pop that pussy for a nigga who knows who else you been doing that shit for "

"Antonio "

"It's King Bitch get from in front of my house we done " he said before leaving me standing there going back to the lil bitch .

That was 7 years ago. I went and stayed with Erica for the rest of my senior year and we both moved to Daytona beach Florida where we went to Bethune-Cookman University. She majored in early childhood education and I majored in mass communications. Right before I gave birth to the twins she found a sugar daddy and he paid for her an apartment close to the school. We moved in and I managed being a mother and a student. As far as my parents they never spoke to me again only asked for pictures of the twins and sent me money every month but other than that we've never talked. As for king he still swore they weren't his and refused to do a dna test. I just gave up and handled my business as a mother. Now we're back in California and I feel like my old demons are going to come back

" how does it feel to be back" Erica asked as we finished putting everything in the house

" seeing as how everything happened when I left I'm not that happy"

" focus on you and the twins other things will work out on their own "

Maybe she was right but no matter what nothing could shake the feeling that my life was about to get crazy

Short I know but I just wanted to give y'all a taste next update will be longer

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