This Shit Gets Old

Chapter One

Harmony
I grabbed my gym bag walking out the gym, it was around 9:30 at night and I was just ready to get home after a long night of cheering. I'm Harmony a 5'6 light complexion , pretty thick curly hair girl with a slim body. Most dudes find me attractive but I'm only into one dude & that's Andre. "Who is this bitch?" I walked up and asked Andre. We haven't even been broken up for a week and he was already giggling with other wack bitches. The girl attention quickly turned to me.

"mane chill Harmony it's nothing like that." Andre said right before things got physical between us because I couldn't control the rage I was feeling to slap him. I was the only one fighting as he worked to get my arms under control. "Get off of me." I cried out as he held down my hands and had my body against the car guarding it with his. He did this to calm me down. The girl disappeared somewhere, hell I didn't care where she went. It was best she got ghost cause if she was still standing there, she would've been next.

"This right here is part of the reason we not together, this crazy shit I don't have time for this shit my nigga." the typical shit he says when I catch him doing shit I don't like & I flip out. I didn't care though he made this way, I use to be a happy care free girl before he came along. "crazy? crazy? crazy?" I questioned moving my face closer to his.

"I used to be normal before you came around!! If I'm crazy bitch it's cause you made this way." I said breaking out of his grip and walking off towards my car leaving him their to watch me walk off. The tears begin to roll down my face and instantly I got into one of those weird moods so I call them. The mood were you don't wanna talk to anyone don't want anyone talking to you & you just constantly think while just wanting to be alone. Only girls will know this feeling.

I started the car and headed home. whatever I was feeling I had to get it out on my way home cause I didn't want my mom to know I was crying over Andre yet again cause I'll hear the same speech over. "If he makes you feel like this, why do you keep fucking with him?" Was my mommas favorite line. I get it at some point it may get old to her but she went through a similar situation with my dad so I just thought she would have a little more sympathy for me.

"I'm tired." I begin to cry even harder. "I'm sick and tired of feeling like this, going through the same shit over and over again, but it's hard to let go of someone you love. God I just ask you to heel me." I prayed. I meet Andre my sophomore year in high school as I started at a new school due to my parents separating. I decided to stay with my mom like most girls would and my brother went with my dad. Even though he stays with my dad we still attend the same school & have a pretty close bond.

But when it came to Andre nobody understood so eventually I stopped going to them about him, so I keep most of things we go through to myself & just deal with it the best way I can I guess you can say. I finally arrived at home, before getting out the car I wiped my face and looked in the mirror to insure there was no signs of me just crying 5 minutes ago.

I grabbed my bags out the truck and headed inside. " Harmony!" My mom yelled hearing the door open. great I thought to myself now I have to go talk to her while pretending I'm okay. "Yes?" I said following her voice up stairs into her bedroom. " I'm going out tonight, I might not make it home. Make sure you lock up before bed & don't have nobody in my house." she stated. With my mom & dad now separated, my mom goes out a lot now.

I didn't judge her though, I would too after being married for 9 years & together for 18 to only find out your spouse had multiple affairs and one so happen to be with her own sister. My mom deserved to be happy, so I was glad anytime I seen her smiling and since she been single her glow has been crazy. My mom is beautiful & I definitely get my looks from her. She had a nice shape too and I was some what shaped like her. she always tells me I remind me soo much of her when she was my age, her twin as she would say.