Bitches Broken Hearts

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Loni POV.

" You can pretend you don't miss me you can pretend you don't care all you want to do is kiss me oh what a shame I'm not there..."

I sang along to Billie Eillish - Bitches Broken Hearts. Her music is emotionally beautiful.

I don't know why but I got up very early this morning and i couldn't go back to sleep so that's why I'm here listen to Billie's raspy yet angelic voice.

What is it you want?

You can lie but I know that you're not fine,

Every time you talk

You talk 'bout me but you swear I'm not on your mind

I turned my head to the right and looked at the small clock on my night table, 6:30 the green numbers stared back at me.

I let out a sigh.

Stupid body, waking me up so early.

Slipping my sock covered feet into my Addidas slides I head downstairs and into the kitchen. Sitting at the squared island in the middle of the kitchen is my mom.

Why if she up so early?

"Mom?" I call out to her with a soft voice.

She doesn't look up but says " Jae-Loni it's still early sweetheart...why are you up?"

I looked at her for a few seconds then walked to her side and took a seat."Couldn't sleep...you?"

Setting the pen down on the papers in front of her she rubs her eyes. Her light brown eyes, tired."Work Loni work"

I laid my head on her shoulder and looked at the clock on the wall.

6:36

Looking at her I said " Breakfast?"

Her eyes light up at the suggestion of food. That's one of the things we bonded over when I was a little girl and even when my dad died from a car accident we promised each other to stay close even when we start to drift.

"Yes please chef Loni. What's on the menu?"

Giving a little chuckle I opened the fridge,"Uh...how about eggs, sausage and toast!?" I looked at her again then at the coffee maker,"With lots of coffee,  lots and lots of coffee "

"Get the jam let's cook like those white people in the movies but we'll actually eat the food."

The shade is real.

Letting out a laugh I closed the fridge with the butter eggs and sausage in my hands,"Ma! You a savage"

Taking out the butter knife she points it at me " You is smart"

The frying pan in my grasp I point it at her,"You is beautiful"

She says noting but comes up and hugs me and I returned it,hugging her even tighter.

"You are strong you are smart and you are beautifully made" She places a kiss on my forehead.

"I love you momma"
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"I love you momma"**************†***********************†*****************************

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Yours truly
Deja.

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