#Episode2😢❤✏😱
"Im sorry Justina... Momma so sorry! Ima get right and come back and get you, momma promise... okay? Granny Mae gone take good care of you.....I love you baby girl !"
Shit! ..... And thats when I felt real love and the lowest hurt in my life at the same time . You know how it feels when somebody you love dearly dies all of a sudden, without warning? Well thats exactly how I feel right now. Social services ass all around me like im some kind of criminal. "Misfit this misfit that" "She be in the street this she be doing that"...I see it all on they damn face without them saying it. State picked up on my child but good thing my grandma sign to adopt her. Hell I picked up that pen so fast and signed over my rights; Rather her than a stranger any day.
Granny Mae didnt look at me not one time after my delivery, good thing bro held my hand through the pain. Damm granny, I just cant stop thinking about it yall, like she was almost disgusted with me or some. I love my grandma true enough but I just cant deal with all that down talking and fussing and arguing all the time. I hate grandaddy aint here no more. He showed love like a kid needed it growing up. He died three years ago from a massive heart attack and it hurt our heart, especially grandma. But anyways.....
**One Week later**
Yea I know yall! Got my ass out already! Been sleeping in the back of my boyfriend, i mean my uncle Melvin old Tahoe. Nigga got a whole family and a "Church going" wife name Shelia....but still cant keep his short wiener ass out of me. Hell as long as he holding me down im good. Back to the story.....
"Ma'am COME BACK HERE....MA'AM! WHATS IN YOUR POCKETS....STOP IT!"
"LET ME GO LET ME GO! LET GO MY DAMN JACKET....LET ME GO!"
**CELL CLOSES**
Damn my first charge, petty theft. Stealing a margarita and a bag of Doritos. This is just thr beginning...
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Baby Momma Crisis
Short StoryLife of a young teen caught up in the streets of Harlem wasnt easy for little Justice. Especially when the biggest threat to her freedom was suppose to be her own blood.