Amaya
Me and my daughter Zaniyah we're almost to Charolette to our new home I was going to share with my wonderful girlfriend Zane. Even though we had a long distance relationship we managed to get through anything. We're not perfect but we still made sure the love was kept strong after all these years. I'm in love with Zane and I wouldn't wanna spend my life with anyone else but her. People might say we were dumb to be in a long distance relationship but nobody knows why we had to be. We struggled until we got to this point. Both of our jobs were shitty and I had to take care of my daughter again. Her dad is an asshole and he fucking wants to talk about me dating a girl when he fucks around with underage bitches. I hope they catch his ass on rape charges and child molestation. Patrick ain't shit and never will be and now he got his daughter looking at me sideways cause I date a woman. A woman knows my body and mind better than any man especially Zane. Good lord if I sit here and talk about what she does to me y'all might wanna go fuck my baby. She keeps a smile on my face and she keeps me confident. This woman has opened up so many doors for us and I appreciate her 24/7. I never made any complaints and I never ran to anybody else about our problems.
I hope Zaniyah likes her but who knows we'll see in a few. I finally made it into Charolette and headed to our new home. "Are we finally here", Zaniyah asked. "Yes we are we're pulling up to our neighborhood now", I replied. "I miss North Dakota I want my friends, I don't wanna meet new friends here", Zaniyah said with so much attitude. I pulled in the neighborhood after hearing her blab on for hours until she finally shut up. "OH MY GOSH MOM THIS IS BEAUTIFUL", she damn near yelled. "I can hear you girl damn gonna blow my ear drums out", I said. I pulled to the address and saw Zane outside getting things out her car. "Mom there go your boyfriend", my daughter said jokingly. "She's still a woman not a boy and be nice", I said sternly. "If you wanted to be with a man why couldn't you be with my dad", she said pouting. "Fuck your dad Zaniyah he's a fucking child raper and don't mention him ever again." She got an attitude and got out the car and marched to the house. She went inside the house and slammed the door and I just shook my head. Zane was looking at the commotion and stopped what she was doing and came over to hug and kiss me. Every time we kiss I get butterflies every time. "Did you have a safe drive", she asked. "Yes I did but smarty pants is in the house in her feelings."
"Well let's just get this stuff in here and see if she gets out her feeling later when we get food", Zane said. "Okay that's fine", I said wanting to get in the house anyways. I grabbed anything I had in my car and brought it inside. The movers weren't here yet so the house was still empty until our things got here. They should all be here tomorrow and it would be a lot of work unpacking and placing shit where it goes. Good thing my friends gave me brand new furniture so I didn't have to worry about that. Whatever we didn't have I would have to get but that was okay. I love doing home decor because this just wasn't a house it was our home. Hopefully Zaniyah doesn't fuck that up with her mouth and her actions. She can be a bitch sometimes and I was tired of the disrespect. I'm still your mom and I can still knock your ass out. Anyways I was ready to lay down but all we had was air mattresses so that would have to do. I know Zaniyah would hate it but the movers weren't here yet. I let her go upstairs to pick out a room while Zane was getting the rest of our things. Zane finally came in and Zaniyah came down to tell us which room. "Hey Zaniyah this is Zane", I said with a smile. "Hi nice to meet you sir", Zaniyah said with a smirk.
(Amaya in media)
