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Hello everyone. I hope you're enjoying the story thus far.

This chapter will have various points of view so stay with me.

Naomi in the MM.

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Naomi

9 a.m.

I turned my music up louder and blew the smoke out that I had inhaled from my blunt.

Jhene Aiko boomed through the speakers and I danced through my kitchen, preparing myself a breakfast. I was making french toast, bacon and grits; my three favorites.

'Cause I got these Vicodin verses

For all these bitches you hurt when you told 'em

You fuckin' wit me I know that you fuckin' wit me

I sang along and took another drag from the blunt while mixing the grits.

I've been pretty stressed out lately. Between family issues, Iasia, and my love life; it was all starting to be too much on me. Smoking was the only way I knew how to get rid of the stress, at least temporarily. Drinking is an option too but the side effects of it aren't for me.

I took another drag of the blunt before putting it out in my ash tray. I walked over to the speaker and turned it off so I could watch TV as I ate.

I made myself a plate and immediately dug in. It was hot and I burned my tongue a little but it tasted amazing.

As I ate my food, I thought about everything that was going on in my life.

My mother is a drug addict, but no one knows it. Not even Iasia. It's why I never invite her over to my house. I don't want her to look at me differently, and I'm definitely not the type to throw myself a pity party. I'd rather keep this information to myself for as long as possible.

My mom is never home and when she is, it's never good. We're always arguing and we've even fought. It's basically like I live by myself. Our personalities are too much alike to be around each other for too long. I have to work two jobs so I can pay the rent in this apartment. My neighbor knows about my mom, though, and helps when she can.

My mother being a druggie is only one of my issues. Iasia is a totally different story. She's my best friend and has been for 5 years now. But she can be real stubborn, typical Taurus. She's never listened to me, or anyone, about that clown Ryan. But she's too blinded by "love" to realize he's no good for her. And I'm pretty sure he's cheating on her.

Our argument didn't mean much, it's happened plenty of times before. We both just need time to cool off.

I got up from my seat and threw my garbage out before heading upstairs to get dressed for work. I have a long day ahead of me.

4 p.m.

After a long 6 hour shift, I clocked out and left my first job at our local grocery store. It wasn't a major job but it helped pay rent.

I didn't have to work my second job today so I was grateful for that. I drove off towards my house so I could get changed and ready for this date I had. I met a kid at my register today whose name is Evan. He was so fine and real sweet. He asked me out and, for some reason, I agreed.

I hadn't been on a date ever since me and my ex broke up last year. It was a nasty break up but the relationship itself was even worse. Which is why I'm so concerned for Iasia. I know what can come from a relationship with a disrespectful person so I just wanted to protect her.

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