Abduction {Chris Brown}

2.

"Ky'Aire, bring your ass in the house"! I yelled at my hard-headed son.

"Mom, five more minutes". Ky begged to play a little more of basketball on the court of our backyard.

"If your not in here at 8:15 I'm gone whoop ya ass".

"Mom". He gave me a look.

"You can be 32, and guess what I'm gone do?" I stood at the back sliding door, waiting for Ky to finish my sentence.

"Whoop my-".

"Ass, You now have three minutes" I made my way upstairs to my bedroom, but not before almost falling on my ass.

"I am gonna kick his ass". I leaned down to pick up Ky'Aire's shoes he left in the hallway.

I threw his shoes in his room then headed to my room to freshen up.

After I had Ky, I experienced being at the bottom. I had lost my job, I couldn't take him to work with me and I be damned if I let some stranger watch my baby.

Once I lost my job, I lost my apartment also. My parents wasn't Shit and still ain't. I was on my own, just my son and I.

I went from sleeping on park benches to living in a shelter. But by the grace of God, And two very long years, I got me an stable job and a two bedroom home.

If it wasn't for My son, I would of givin' up a long time ago, But he kept me going on my rough days.

When I'm feeling down, I would just look at what God blessed me with. And know that if I gave up, I would be giving up on the only person depending on me.

Ky'Aire is my reason for breathing and not nobody can change that.

"Momma what you cook?"

"Food". Ky reached over me to look in the pot, I took my wooden spoon and smacked his hand with it.

"The kind you eat, now go sit your ass down". After setting the table, I carried the food over to the table that consisted of Fried Chicken, Yams, Backed Mac N Cheese, and my homemade Butter Biscuits.

Every Sunday Ky and I have a Sunday dinner. Its our own little tradition.

"Momma, I hope my future wife can throw down in the kitchen like you".
Ky said with a mouth full of food.

"Yeah me too, cause the way you eat is not right. I have to buy enough groceries to feed a family of five".

Makes no sense, I don't know where he gets his appetite from.

"But guess what? I'm still skinny and might I add, sexy. So momma can I have thirds?" He smiled widely at me.

"Can I eat my first plate first?".

"I'm playin, we got some fruit snacks tho? I'll just grab on of them then get ready for bed". He stood up from his seat, taking care of his dishes.

"I love you momma, goodnight". He think he slick.

"Mhm, I love you too. Put the other two packs back little boy". Ky looked at me shocked then shook his head.

"But you don't have eyes in the back of your head? Yeah okay Momma".

He started looking in my head like a damn monkey.

"If you don't get ready for bed, you'll be walking to school tomorrow".

He chuckled from behind me the laid a kiss on my cheek. "l love you momma".

"I love you too son, now go".