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Come visit again

Rayvn

I finally broke down and went to bible study with my mom. Since I didn't feel like dealing with Drako I came on to church just to clear my head.

Bible study was over and my mom of course was running her mouth. I left my car at her house and road with her instead.

"Rayvn come meet first lady Jackson" my said waving me over. I already didn't feel comfortable being here in the first place by the way I was dress.

Most of my tattoos were showing and some of the older lady's would look at me like I'm some demon or something.

"Well hello Rayvn, did you enjoy the lesson this evening"?

Shrugging my shoulders. "It was cool I guess" my mom nudge my shoulder.

"Hope to you this Sunday coming, before y'all leave I want you to meet my son".

She turn around and call over some guy with a girl on his arm. As they made their way over to us I didn't bother to even get a good look at him.

"Elijah this is Rayvn and her mother Tina".

"Nice to meet you both" he shook my mom hands then went to shake mines but I didn't bother to shake his hand.

"Rayvn don't be rude" my mom said.

"No she's fine" Eljah said glancing at me before looking over to the girl he was with who was eyeing me down.

"I'll be outside waiting" I tell my mom as I walk away. Lord knows if I stayed up in that church long enough, I would've said something out the way.

Elijah

"Did you see what she had on and all them tattoos, plus she was very disrespectful" Erika said.

"Come on Erika you don't know what that girl could be going through".

"I don't care she shouldn't never been so rude. Girls like her don't need to be in the house of God".

Erika could be judgemental at times which be pissing me off. "Stop doing that, especially when you don't know the person" I tell her.

"Oh so now you taking her side"?

"Please don't start with me Erika not now anyway".

"Okay fine be that way, you know what I won't even call you once I get home" she start putting on her shoes getting ready to leave which I was thankful.

By the time she left out my house I went in my room to grab my phone so I could call my mom. I wasn't about to let Erika worry me, all she like to is talk down on people and think she's better than the next person when clearly she done did her dirt.

As I was scrolling through my phone to find my mom number, Erika start calling me.

See what I mean.



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