Cymia
So I'm officially out the cast, Lucas officially my man, and I'm officially ready to murder this bitch.
I mean I know this shit go hunt me for life and god will never forgive me but she had the intentions to kill me and ion want her to have them intentions again and she actually kill my ass.
So god please forgive me for the bad I have done . I just pray , and I hope I can make it through all this shit .
But as of now we been chillling, Qui is close to having her baby, she got a couple more months to go. I pray and hope that baby boy Myles' . Cause ion think Ima want her near me and Kobe go kill her and Myles ass.
Mean while, I'm in love with the most gorgeous man in the world . Lucas treat me so right and I don't know why I never gave him time . Or why I took so long to let him cuff me. I guess I was protecting my heart. I get it broke every time I let someone try and be there for me but end up leaving me out to dry.
Anyways , I Been at Lucas house and I'm home sick. I miss My brother and sister , Ciara & Chris. They really My Heart. I love them to death and I just can't have them at the moment . I just want to have full custody , simple. Cause Ion want them around my mother any more, watching her get beat by her so called man. Ciara Go think it's Love, and Chris Go think that's how u supposed to treat a woman.
My plan is to clear the air first with this bitch that tried to kill me. Then officially move out my father house and talk to the court about getting full custody. Yeah I'm young but dammit I can do it. Being with me may be the safest place they can be. But nope, the law not shit .
I was now driving down the street . I decided i needed a day out. But honestly I just wanted to drive. You know how people 'happy place' is like writing or sports? Well mine is driving , I was driving down the high way fast with a fat ass blunt in my hand . Good woods I was smoking .
I just have so much shit to stress about . I feel like I got the right to stress. I'm 17 years old, basically living with my boyfriend . My mother has custody of my baby siblings and she is in a domestic violence relationship then my daddy just don't care cause he to worried about his ugly ass wife, speaking of her I wonder if she enjoying my momma left overs?😭 Since she only good for sucking dick.
But I'm bout to be 18 next month . That makes me grown as fuck so I should have a better shot in Getting custody .
I don't see what's wrong with my momma like why is you still with this nigga!? He beating you in front of yo kids, that's not Love and I learned that from Lucas. He showed me what love is, it ain't money or fame . It's having a strong emotion towards one person. You would do anything in your power to protect that person and Lucas showed me that.
I continued to drive and smoke as my eyes grew lower and I pulled up at Taco Bell I was hungry , high , and tired.
I pulled through the drive through and ordered 3 Chicken Tacos, 2 burritos , and a Mountain Dew slushee .
I pulled up more and was pulling out the money and and I was about About to pass it to the register person, I realized it was Myles stupid ass.
"Cymia?"
"In The Flesh, Give Me My Change So I Can Bounce." I said dryly.
"You look good."
"Thanks bitch. Run my money." I smiled . Yeah I'm off the drugs.
"Chill Ma, just know I'm sorry." He said, giving me my change out of a 50$.
" yeah? Well fuck u and yo sorry." I Said and I pulled off to the next window and grabbed my food .
That's when I got a call from Lucas .
"Where the fuck you at!"he yelled.
"Chill, I'm driving around . Just got some food ."
"Why you driving around?"He just be worrying to much.
"Just thinking bout some shit ."
"Please don't tell me you Smoking ! Can't be driving while you high bro! Ion got time for u in another car crash! Where You At!" See, And over protective.
"Chill, I'm At Taco Bell on Pierson road."
"Stay where the fuck you at, Ima Have Kobe drop me off to you. We go talk about this shit as soon as I see you ."He Seemed so mad, it turned me on. Maybe I hit the blunt a little bit to hard.
"Alrighhhhtt!!" I groaned out .
"You know what! Just stay on the phone, you think I'm playing ." He said . This Muhthafucka think Ima baby.
"Oh my god Bro."
"Yup, mhm . You fucking with the wrong one Miss . Cymia." I laughed my ass off.
A few minutes passed and this nigga was still on the phone and I heard him in the car with Kobe . Yup, my ass is grass.
I got out the car and he was walking towards me mad as fuck. Me being off the weed, I couldnt help but laugh and get turned on by his demeanor
Kobe pulled off and Lucas was face to face with me.
"What the fuck is wrong with you!" He yelled , I was parked and sitting in the drivers seat and he was standing between my legs with the door open.
"Im fine."
"Baby, you not fine. You tryna kill yoself?"
"Dude, Lucas, Its just weed you doing to much." I rolled my eyes.
"Yet, you still on proscription drugs! And You wanna go driving around and shit!" He said in a deep , stern voice.
"Im sorry." I now had tears coming from my eyes.
"Ion want yo sorry, just get in the passenger seat." I got up slowly and walked around the car and got in.
"I love you lucas."
"I love you too Cymia, but Im mad right now, We go talk when we get home." I layed back in my seat and rolled my eyes, I just wanna see my siblings. I miss them oh so much.
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