The Best Woman

Chapter 1: The Weird Girl

I just lay there on my bed and think to myself: "Why am I so weird ??" I've been wanting to answer that question for a long time, but I still haven't been able to answer that for the life of me. I try to answer it, but I always get it wrong. Every time. It's nothing wrong with being weird just that I'm too weird. Ask anyone.

"Ramiyah come down here please," my mom said calling my name from downstairs.

Hello, I'm Ramiyah Brown. As you've heard, I'm a weird girl with a bright imagination I was the only child, until my brothers and sisters: Deshawn, Michael, Miracle, and Jamyah were born a couple years back. I love my siblings so much but they can be annoying at times.

"I'm coming," I replied.

I'm the oldest child of course, but I'm always antisocial. I'm in my last year of high school, and I'm 18. I always told my mom that I wanted to marry a football player and have kids in the future. But 9 times out of 10 in my opinion, I would NEVER  be able to have someone to cherish for the rest of my life.

As I went downstairs to see what my mom wanted, I just stood there. Looking puzzled as I looked to see who our visitor is.

"Um, your dad's here," she said.

My dad wasn't here for me like he should have been, but my mom still wants him to come around. Honestly, I don't wanna see him at all. If my dad really cared for me, he would have been around helping my mom out taking care of me

"Hey Ramiyah," my dad spoke hesitantly.

"Eh, what do you want," I asked not being interested.

"I just wanted to come by and see how you," my dad responded.

"Well you saw me, so bye," I said.

"Ramiyah!" my mom said.

"No mom," I replied. "Since when does he want to all of a sudden wanna come by and see me? When he could have done it when I was younger?"

"Why do you keep bringing that nonsense?" my dad asked.

"Because I want to know the reason of why you weren't there for " I replied. "And the truth."

'I don't have time for this," my dad responded.

"Oh, so you don't have time for answering a question from your daughter containing why you weren't in her life ?" I asked. "Wow, some dad you are."

Then he just left. I get so mad when he comes around and tries to talk to me. Then after he talks to me, he expects me to forget how he wasn't there for me when I was younger and I get mad at my mom for letting him in the house. She tells me to let him in my life and talk to him, but honestly, that's just a waste of my time.

"Why do always do that when he's over-

"Because I don't wanna see him period!" I screamed over my mom. "But you act like I'm going to die if I don't see or talk to him."

"I understand that, but he's here now," my mom spoke." "You're just blocking him from being around you."

I ran upstairs and slammed my room door. I'm so glad that this is my last year of high school. The reason being is so I won't have to see him anymore. But on the other hand, I'm really nervous to go to college as well. The only friend all the way through high school was Camille Hightower. Camille always had my back through thick and thin. I also had Allen as a friend. Allen was, let's just say I used to have a crush on him but then I realized he wasn't my type, so I stopped liking him. Luckily, Camille didn't know him, she was going to try to date him. It's nothing wrong with having a lot of friends, but I don't want a lot of friends because the more friends you have, the more drama you have to deal with.

After I cooled down from that outburst on my dad, I sat on the stairs to check on my mom. Then I went downstairs and gave her a hug, then went back upstairs to my room.

Ramiyah's Mom's Thoughts

I really want to tell her the truth but I'm scared of the outcome. I really should have told her a long time ago. Maybe I should tell her when she comes back to visit from college because if I tell her now, that's going to be the only thing she thinks about and she's not going to want anything to do with me or her dad. But she deserves to know the real reason why her father wasn't in her life.