~Tell Us About Ashley Gabriella Johnson
Growing up wasn't easy for me. I was bullied for my weight, the way I dressed, and because everyone found out I was adopted. My Foster mother is a beautiful woman, with golden skin, and my Foster father is the same. So when people seen me they would think the hell is going on here. Elijah, my Foster brother, was always brownskin. I don't know what it is with some people but I never understood why skin color mattered. That's the main thing I got picked on about, the girls
always said something, causing the boys to turn their back on me too. I'd sit alone, not bother people all the way up until high school. My brother was my best friend but we didnt go to the same elementary or middle school. He did go to the same high school though and I was excited about that, I'd have a friend. When I was in school, light skin was the right skin, and if you were too dark, then you didn't fit in.
I was suicidal, I self harmed, I starved myself. I didn't like myself or my body. I didn't like the person I was, I didn't like the fact that I knew my real parents didn't want me and no one will ever want me and/or want to be around me at all. I just kept telling myself I don't need to be here and I'd be better off dead. I cohldnt take the bullying anymore, I couldn't take anything anymore. I tried killing myself twice but someone always came in to stop me. I starved myself, threw up after I ate. All because I didn't like that I wasn't as skinny as the other girls.
I met Aaron in the middle of the ninth grade. He got teased by the football team because of the clothes he wore, so you knew he was the laughing stock other the school. I didn't even worry about his wardrobe, I was more concerned about him. No one looked at his features or nothing. I studied him for a month before I actually approached him. He pushed me away... of course, but after a while he started talking. He was really shy surprisingly, He was telling me how this went on for most of his life and we related to each other very Well. We both been in bullying situations mainly our whole lives. He stopped me from doing what I did at home... he kept me sane.
He's been dealing drugs and stuff since the age is thirteen. When he had came out and told me about what he did for money, it blew my mind. Fifteen doing this? He informed me that doesn't get paid much at all. He doesn't do anything big because he was so young.
As he got older he started to pick up more money, he worked later at night. He never really went home Once my mom allowed him to sleep in our guest room, it was like he didn't have a home. One night he actually opened up to me, telling me his dad and mom for a divorce, and he didn't have any money to go move with him, and his mom had custody of him. So it'll be hard to move with him, his mom kicked him out once she found out he was working and stuff.
When we started dating of course it was way before he had money like crazy. Once he got his little money all the girls in school used to fall all over him but he was all about me. That made them envy me more than ever, I lover the attention I got, but it was all because every girl wanted me away from him. He wasn't having that at all. So we graduated, moved in together everything was cool until after I had Ashton. A year we had him, we started having issues. So he went to visit his dad, when he came back he confessed to me he had sex with this girl we used to go to school with. He knew how insecure and emotional I was, so I asked him why? What did she have that I didn't? What is she doing that I can't? I wantef answers but he never gave. We broke up and I stopped talking to him for a year and a half. I'd just tell him his child wanted him and motherly things. I wanted to be done with him, but obviously that's not God's plan.
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"If you don't just give me the bottle." I laughed snatching the bottle from his hands. Aaron dropped down onto the bed next to a sleeping Ashton. Kassir wasn't with it, he wasn't going to sleep until he wanted too. He too grown already and he not even a month. I stuck the bottle into his mouth,.he started sucking away like it was his very last meal. I kissed his forehead and he looked up at me while he drank. My son so handsome, looking just like me, yas.
"You got anger problems. We just gone stay in the house all the time, and not go no where." Aaron told me laying on my leg.
"You know how I am. I'm Sorry okay." I looked over at him.
"You just can't let that shit get to you because you the only pussy I'm all up in. If I look at another girl, it's just looking. "
"Don't look at other girls. Look at me."
"Alright baby." He didn't even argue he leaner up kissing my lips. "Are you my girlfriend yet?"
"I don't know ask me again in an hour." I joked handing the baby to him to burp. He sat up throwing a blanket over his shoulder, and laid the baby over his shoulder. He began patting his back so he could burp and he did so. I watched him yawn, then burp again. He look like he worked all day.
Aaron
I pulled the safety clip off the gun, and walked over to the people up against the wall. I have been waiting for my money from them for three months. They fiends and you can tell honestly. They looked scared as hell but I didn't care because my money is nothing to play with. I got a girl and two kids to get money for, and this ain't no damn game.
"Why does it take you two so damn long!? I've gave you month after month to get my shit. You do know I have a family." I yelled in their face.
"S-sorry, give us another month I swear I'll have it." I sucked my teeth. Im not even gone shoot them because they used to be my peoples.
"Put them in the basement and lock that shit up. I'll let them out when I want." I waved them off and left out the room.
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