Mikhela
I ain't gotta check for y'all
But if I'ma check for y'all, I'ma need a check from y'all niggas
I 'on't want sex, give a fuck about your ex
I 'on't even want a text from y'all niggas
I'm rapin' you niggas
Look at this pic, look at what the fuck I gave to you niggas
Ain't feelin' these niggas
Niggas want my time, call me Clinton, I'm billin' these niggas
I rapped along to my favorite song by Nicki Minaj. I couldn't have said it better myself. If you ask me niggas ain't shit and ain't gonna be shit. Anyways my name is Mikhela(ma-kayla) Rose Carter I'm 18 and a boss ass bitch. I'm 5'0 and no I'm not short I'm fun-sized and bad as fuck. New Orleans is my home so you know I'm thick in all the right places. My advice to you is to not let my pretty eyes and smile fool you because behind every pair of eyes there is a story and behind every smile there is pain. Here's my story on how i escaped the drugs and abuse to find love again...or will I?
****flash back*****
I wasn't always the coldhearted bitch i am today.i once had an innocent untainted soul.
BOOM!! My room door swung open waking me from my sleep. i immediately began to cry because i didn't believe my ten year old body could take much more. This was the third time this week he came to me drunk and slurring his words. I figured my mom was still coming down off her high and had no idea i was being molested less than 20 feet away. I pulled my covers up to my neck and prayed he changed his mine.
He sat on my bed and stroked my hair .
Ronnie(mom's BF) Why....yo..u cry..ing? He slurred his words
Mikhela: I'm scared of you i stated barely above a whisper
His glassy blank eyes instantly filled with anger and he tried to remove my cover,but i held on tight. he then jerked the covers so hard that i thought for sure my arm was broken. i winced in pain and continued to pray. I wonder why he doesn't hear me. In one swift movement he ripped my gown from my body. i quickly moved to the far corner of my bed. His once angry eyes soon filled with lust. He dropped his pants reveling his harden manhood to me. I turned away avoiding all eye contact. He crawled over to me and whispered "come to daddy." I almost throw up at the smell of his rotten breath. he laid on his back and motioned for me to come to him. I shook my head no.
Ronnie: Bitch you better come when i call
He reached over and pulled my arm roughly towards him. He glided my hand down to his manhood and moved it up and down. I began to cry silent hot tears as he began to moan and grunt very loudly. All of me was hoping that my mom came in to rescue me. he removed his hand from mine and i stopped stroking him. His head instantly shot up. i jumped and shook in fear.
Ronnie: Bitch did i tell you to stop
i continued to stroke him.
Ronnie: Faster he demanded through clenched teeth.
I did as i was told.
Ronnie. That's right, just like that. Be a good little hoe just like ya mommy. he stated in between moans.
i felt his body shake beneath my small hands and seconds later a thick white liquid squirted all over my hand and bed sheets, and with that he got up and pulled his pants on and left.
I used my sheet to wash my hands and then threw it in the far corner of my room behind my door. I began to pack my bags it wasn't much, but it was mine. I wrote my mom a short good bye letter because i may not ever see her again. I put as many as articles of clothes on to my body and threw the rest into my school bag. My mom can deal with all the drugs and abuse, but i can't so at 10 years old i left my home. I didn't know where i was going but anywhere had to be better than this.
I wonder the streets of new Orleans until my feet wouldn't move anymore. I collapsed on a porch.I woke up the next morning in a warm bed and the scent of bacon in the air. I looked around the room and thought i was dead. I guess this is what heaven looks like i said to myself. The door slowly creeped open and i met two small chocolate brown eyes. Shes up Shes up! he yelled while running down the hall. Not five minutes later a lady with long grey hair down her back appeared in the door way.
mamaGIGI: You're up honey she said in a soft sweet voice.
I searched her eyes for insincerity, but all i saw was concern.
I started to cry uncontrollably. i didn't notice until i was in mamaGIGI arms as she whipped away my tears. I cried for what seemed like forever. It felt amazing to have warm comforting arms around me.
mamaGIGI: Would you like some breakfast she said and her sweet voice.
I shook my head yeah
mamaGIGI: go clean up in the bathroom down the hall and come down when ever you are ready
mamaGIGI left the room and i quickly ran to the bathroom across the hall from the bedroom i was in. I stopped in stared at the horrible person staring back at me. I waved my hand and closed my eyes tightly to see if the person staring back at me was really me. I had deep dark circles on my caramel colored face. There was a long purple mark on my face from when Ronnie hit me with his belt. I lifted my shirt only to reveal more bruises in the shape of X's all across my small body. I quickly pulled my shirt back down and did my daily morning hygiene. I opened one of the bathroom drawer and found a comb and brush. i quickly combed out all the tangles in my hair. my loose natural curls fell to my lower back. I quietly made my way down the stairs, and it was the complete opposite of upstairs.
It was in full swing. mamaGIGI was cooking in the kitchen while little kids ran around everywhere. On the sofa sat the older kids. Two of them actually looked my age. I silently took a seat in the corner.
mamaGIGi: Y'all come eat!!! She yelled. everyone filled into to the kitchen.
I followed behind everyone else. It seemed as if everyone had a seat. A little boy came up to me and took my hand he stated loudly that i was going to sit next to him. I cautiously took the seat.
mamaGiGi: Looks like somebody has a crush on you , she winked at the little boy who instantly turned red. i giggled he was the cutest thing ever.
The front door swung open and in walked a group of boys. That's Jamal the girl sitting on the other side of me stated. He's only two years older then us but he thinks he thug. psh...yeah right. we shared a laugh.
Jamal: Damn mama you brought in another stray? He said with is face screwed up like he smelled something bad. His whole squad bust into fits of laughter. All except one.
I look down into my lap
mamaGIGI: First of all don't be cussin in my house. And this beautiful young lady's name is....she looked at me
Mikhela: Mik...hel.. a my voice shook as i spoke
mamaGiGi: Mikhela. she finished her sentence. She is your sister and you will treat her with respect.
Jamal: Sorry ma. He started to walk out of the kitchen
mamaGIGI: *clears throat*
Jamal: Whaaatttt maaaa? He dragged out like he was agitated.
mamaGIGI: You owe somebody else an apology
Jamal: *sigh* sorry...Mikhela. and with that he left the kitchen.
mamaGIGI: Yall hurry and finish eatin school waits on noone.
*****flash back over*****
