Keysha and Raquel -A detroit bad girl story

Keysha & Raquel

Part two

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January 2000

13 years earlier

Six year old Raquel Jordan, sat on the couch, as her mother Rochelle made dinner. She held a skillet in one hand and a bottle of liquor in the other. She knew her man was coming home and she was making sure he wasn't hungry nor horny when he laid down tonight. A knock came at the door, Raquel saw how happy her mom was as she opened the door. Seeing it was Hakeem, Rochelle walked back to the kitchen. Hakeem Raquel's dad and Rochelle husband walked inside staring down angrily at Raquel. Raquel and her dad didn't really have an affectionate relationship, he barely paid any attention to her, The most he ever said to her was he wish she was a boy. Raquel didn't understand her dad's behavior but she got used to it. Her mom was no better. Raquel never moved from the couch, she was watching simpson and didn't want to miss anything. But For a moment she was distracted looking over toward the kitchen. Suddenly she Heard her mom and dad bickering with each other. Raquel rolled her eyes getting off the couch moving closer to the kitchen door. "I can't stay here anymore Rochelle, you and that kid is draining the life out of me" Hakeem said. " Baby please don't go, I love you" Rochelle plead. "Bitch please you don't love me, you love my money and you love that damn liquor" Hakeem shot back. Rochelle put the liquor down,Looking over at Raquel who backed away. "It's because of Raquel isn't it? You wanted a boy so bad, baby we can have another baby, I promise we can keep trying until we get a boy" Rochelle said. Look it doesn't matter what the reason is, What matters is, I can't stay here with you anymore, Look my girlfriend is waiting for me outside. Rochelle looked on shocked. "Girlfriend? But I'm your fucking wife" Rochelle said. "No anymore, I want a divorce. I'll come back for my things. Good riddance."