La Vida Loca

Ch.1 What It Is

GIA'S POV.

"Enriquez! Get your ass up girl!" I hear my mom Veronica yells. I groan and roll on my stomach. "hurry up mija you have work in TWO hours and you know how long you take" she tells me. I sigh and sit up.

I get up and start getting ready for work. I graduated high school a year early. So my mom got me a job at her business. She owns her own realty company and I work in the office. It's super easy, chill, and pays more than enough.

I do my makeup which is coverup, winged eyeliner and mascara. Sometimes fake eyelashes. I don't wear TONS o makeup but I own a lot of it. I curl my long dark brown hair into thick full curls.

I change into a white tank top, a loose thin knitted long light gray cardigan, leopard print scarf, blue skinny jeans, and some chest but brown UGGS. Cause it's January and fucking cold outside.

I look in the mirror and am satisfied with how I look. I have nice perky boobs, Small waist, full thighs and hips, and a big ass to too everything off. Definitely a Latina's body.

I grab my purse and walk into the kitchen and see my mom.

"Mija I'm not getting off until 7 tonight so I told Jose to stop at McDonalds on his way home from work" she tells me.

Jose is my moms alcoholic dick of a boyfriend just like every other mean cholo ass mother fucker she's been with.

I swear he's on the list of people I hate.

"Um, well I was gonna, go out to eat, with some friends" I lie to her. It's Friday so I know Jose is gonna be getting drunk with his homies. And every time I'm here he tries to get crazy with me.

He yells at me and gets mad at me for no reason. Calling me a hoe and a slut and tells me to move out, he even tried to hit me a couple of times. I know he's done that to my mom. Hit her and shit.

But he only does it when I'm not around. Cause he's on his third strike and he knows I'll the cops on his ass.

I try to tell her to leave him before but that woman don't give two fucks about what I think. So I let it be.

"Oh, okay then" she says with a nod. "Alright well I'll see you later mom love you" I tell her as I walk to the door. "Okay love you too" she replies. I walk up to my car which is a White Cadillac ATS with black rims.

I drive through Starbucks then go to work.

Work is pretty slow today since it's Friday but I don't mind. Friday is always my favorite day of the week because of that. I have my own office with a flat screen hanging from the corner, computer, my cellphone of course, and a stocked mini fridge and microwave.

So once I get my paper work done I can just chill until something comes up.

But today, nothing came up, so I can leave. As I walk out the building to my car my phone rings.

"Hello?" I answer. "Aye girl where you at?" my 'boyfriend' Ricky says over the phone. "Leaving work" I tell him. "Come to the pad" he says. "Okay" I say then hang up and roll my eyes.

I've been with Ricky for about 3 months now. But our relationship has been on the rocks for a month.

We fight like crazy, he has jealousy issues, and he's a douche in general. He thinks just because I'm 17 and he's 20 he can control me. Even though I'm gonna be 18 in June.

But that's not how it's gonna work. I am my own boss. I have and never will let a man control me.

There's only 3 reasons why I'm about to go to his house right now.