Shayla
I just pulled up to my daddy house. I haven't seen him or Maria in a while. I don't bother to knock, I just walk into the house.
"Hey daddy."
"Hey baby girl. How my grandkids?"
"They good, but a handful. But listen to this?"
"What?"
"My mother had the nerve to show up yesterday talking about she want to see her grandkids, she want make things right, and she dying from Aids, but I told her no and then she went back to her old ways just that quick. I snapped on her and walked back in the house."
"I'm sorry to hear she dying, but there's a way to approach things. At the end of the day she still is your mother. You don't have to forgive her now, but you will have too." He said. I nodded knowing he telling the truth. But I'll forgive her someday - just not today.
I spent some time with my little sister while talking to Maria and daddy.
Once I left there I went home. The kids have school tomorrow and getting up at 5:30 is a lot for me. I know one thing Maurice ass gone get up too and he taking them to school.
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My alarm went off letting me know it was 5:30. I got up. Took a shower and threw on some clothes.
"Maurice wake yo sleeping ass up!"
"Bae go back to sleep."
"Nigga the kids have to be to school at 8. Get up, shower, wake them up, and bring your ass downstairs. Their clothes are already out for today." He mumbled an ok. I walked out the room to start on breakfast.
I made something simple. Eggs, pancakes, and bacon. I'm not really feeling too hot this morning, but I'll make it. Maurice came down the stairs.
"Morning." I said.
"Morning ma." He sat down and I put a plate in front of him.
"Did you make sure they were up and in the bathroom?"
"Yeah." He said putting a strip of bacon in his mouth.
"Okay."
"Did you take your meds and check your sugar?" He asked.
"Not yet."
"Then go do it." He said. I looked at him. Like nigga what?
"Don't make me fuck you up this morning." Was all he said. I did as told because he'll go on and on.
After I finished that. I went to check on the kids.
"Jr."
No answer. I walk closer to him.
"Jr." He still didn't answer.
"JR GET YO MOTHERFUCKING ASS UP BEFORE I PUT MY FOOT UP YOUR ASS! We will not be going thru this every morning. Take your ass to bed like I tell you and you wouldn't be tired. Next time, I'm sending your daddy in here. Understood?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Good now get downstairs and go eat." I sighed a mothers work is never done. I love how my life is going right now and I can't complain.
