Bossy Bitch (Urban)COMPLETE

Can't Do This

So the state of Florida decided to put me and my baby in the custody of my aunt Marie. My father is Dominican and none of his family lived in the states. So social services told me that when I turn 18, which would be in 9 months,  I could do whatever I wanted until then... to Aunt Marie's house we go.

I don't know much about my aunt because I never really hung around them. But I do know that my aunt lived in Liberty City in a 3 bedroom 2 bathroom house. She had 7 kids and 5 baby daddies. 

I followed a social worker, an older white woman named Judy, in my Mercedes truck to my aunt's house.

Once outside my aunt's house the social worker tried comforting me and reassuring me telling me that everything will be ok. I'm thinking to myself; bitch no it ain't!  I want my daddy. I need my daddy.

Shortly after, we pulled up in front of my aunt's house it didn't look as bad as I thought it would considering that it was in the middle of the hood. We got out of the car, walked thru the fence & knocked on the door. My aunt and my cousins greeted me and Chance with a warm welcome. My aunt showed me around. I'm sharing a room with my cousin Nessa. That was fine with me because we were the same age and we used to have sleepovers at my house when we were younger. We kinda stayed in touch via texting. Nessa was cool. I loved her. Nessa then started helping me get settled.

Later that night

The room had two twin beds across from one another. I was able to set Chance's bed between our beds the long way. Nessa sat on her twin sized bed folding some of Chance's clothes. We were catching up, laughing and I told her about the other day when my dad got busted.  In the middle of our conversation the door swung open and her mom barged in, "Oohh look at this shit. The little princess got knocked off her high horse. Leme go over some house rules. 1. Everything in this bitch is mine. 2. You do what the fuck I tell you. You got that lil Bitch?"

"Yes." I mumbled.

"You answer me yes ma'am. Don't think you goe come up in my shit thinking you're better than me. Your lil Mercedes don't mean shit to me. Ya think y'all better than us. But look at you, you need me now don't. you."

I didn't reply. I don't know where this is coming from. I had no control over my upbringing so why is she upset with me.

I guess I had a mean mug on my face because my aunt stepped up in my face "You got a problem lil girl? You want to throw hands?"

Still, I remained silent. I know I can fuck her up easily. My father had me in kickboxing classes for 9years. But I was also taught to respect my elders. I simply replied "No ma'am. "

"I fucking thought so."

"O and another thing, don't be trying to corrupt my girls wit yo hot ass. You're ass will be going to school on Monday. "

With that she walked out of the room slamming the door waking up Chance. Nessa apologized for her mother.

"Is she always like that?"

Embarrassed, Nessa looked at down her feet. "That's why I can't wait til I get my own money so I can leave this hell hole and never look back." she said never looking up.

I felt sorry for my cousin. Now that I think about it as a kid Nessa used to come over to my house with bruises. I remembered that Marie and my mom used to be real close. I don't know what happened but I do know that I CAN'T DO THIS. I can't be here. I can't have my baby in an environment like this. I looked at my cousin and told her "Cuzn when I leave I am taking you with me. I promise you that you will NEVER have to come back here. I will not allow that woman to hurt you ever again as long as I am around."