16 year old Alyssa is a "good girl" who's madly inlove with her boyfriend Zach, a local dopeboy. Her mother believes she's too good for Zach and disapprove of their relationship and tries her hardest to keep the two teens apart. When Alyssa refuses...
It was going on 11:30 pm, and I still haven't heard anything from Murk. By now, it had already registered that he forgot all about my birthday. To say I was hurt was barely enough. I was more than hurt---I was disappointed, let down, destroyed. I felt abandoned and rejected, a familiar feeling that I was tired of feeling.
I went into my kitchen, retrieved a red plastic cup from the cabinet and poured me some patron. I wasn't really that much of a drinker but I was depressed and needed something to make me forget about my issues and numb the pain that I was feeling.With my drink in hand, I left out of the kitchen and stepped out into the patio and took a seat on the sofa. I chugged down some of the liquor, feeling the strong burn travel down my throat causing me to cough alittle.
It was my birthday, a day where I was suppose to feel somewhat special but here I was feeling lonely. I was completely by myself, I didn't even have my daughter here to keep me company. I wanted to get her from Tasha but then I'd have to explain to her that Murk never showed up and that would just be too fucking embarrassing so I decided to just pick her up in the morning.
I picked up my phone and made another attempt to call Murk but like the other 20-30 times his ass didn't answer, infact, he turned off his phone, pissing me off even more. I wiped the tears from my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to control my emotions.
You my bonnie, it's me and you against the world. Aint shit go eva stop us.
I'll always be there, you don't gotta worry about shit.
Where would I be without my down ass bitch? I swear you all I need.
We'll always be a family Chas...
I breathed and lived his words, they were like gospel to me, the way I went about them you'd think God spoke them himself...I put so much power into his words when they didn't mean shit to him and probably never did.
My 26th birthday and the only person in the world that mattered wasn't even here. It was strange because he's never missed a birthday. He's always said that mines were more important than his' because had I never been born he don't know where he'd be, which is why he always went all out to make it special---his way of appreciating my existence in his life.
After finishing off the last bit of liquor in my cup, I walked back inside. I got my coat, grabbed my keys and headed outside to my car.
Cardi B and Kehlani's Ring played lowly on the radio as I pulled up at his massive modern style mansion---the home we use to share as a family before I moved out. Al though we only lived there for a few months, it still held so many memories, some good and some bad.
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There was a time where we thought we would never be able to afford such a beautiful home like this. We came along way from stealing diapers out of the store for Rhy and having nothing but hotdogs and Ramen noodles in our dirty, roach infested kitchen. From having one broke down raggedy honda that barely got us from point A to point B to 10 different expensive cars in a garage as big as our old apartment. From not being able to afford christmas gifts for Rhy to spoiling her with the world. From struggling financially to having the type of wealth that we always dreamed of. Al though I was more than thankful for the lavish lifestyle, there was a downside to it all, the downside being the destruction of our relationship.
