Struggle: 9

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2 WEEKS LATER

Christian POV

It's been 2 weeks since I met Brandon fine ass and everything has been going great.My mom has been keeping her word on trying to better our relationship. She started going job hunting and is starting online college. I can honestly say that I am proud of her. I still haven't talked to Linda and Rome. I'm not holding a grudge or nothing all I want them to do is apologize to my face like a real person would because personally, I don't think that sending a person a text message to say you're sorry is sincere but it is what it is. I got a new friend though, her name is Skyeisha and that girl is GHETTO and LOUD as HELL. She just moved here from California.

Anyways, I was heading to lunch when I got a text from Brandon.

Your Future - Hey beautiful can you meet me at IHOP for lunch I have to tell you something.

Princess Chris- Yea sure I'll be there in a minute.

Oh Yea I forgot to tell y'all Brandon goes to my school he just transferred. I drove full speed to IHOP . I don't know what Brandon was going to tell me but I felt like it was going to be good.

I saw Brandon sitting at a table and I went over there by him.

"Wassup Ugly "

"Girl you and I both know damn well I ain't even near ugly so cut that shit but I gotta ask you a serious question so stop being silly "

" Okay shoot"

"Christian I really like you and I know we haven't known each other for a long time but I want to ask u will you be my girl "..................................................................................................................................................................................................TBC...........................................................................JK

"YESSS!" I screamed causing some attention to us but IDGAF.I got me a boyfriend.Brandon looked shocked at first but then this nigga got up and started doing the Shmoney dance. I was dying laughing until he had stopped and sat back down looking into space.

"Babe what's wrong you look a like your thinking really hard about something"

" I am but promise me that you won't get mad and leave me at what I'm about to tell you "

" Ok I promise"

" I have a kid his name is Kaden and he is 4" Brandon looked nervous as hell when he said that. I don't know why though. 

" Brandon I'm not even close to mad I'm fine with you having a kid.I love kids and in all honesty even if I didn't like them I would have to make a sacrifice because I want to be with "

" I'm just glad that you are fine with it " he then did the unthinkable and he got up and kissed me.His lips were so soft for a minute I thought I was kissing a marshmallow. After that, we  got up paid and left.We didn't even eat but it's ok though because the best thing just happened today. We had walked hand in hand together and I all you saw was some people looking at me , like damn I know I'm sexy and all but you ain't got to stare. Brandon and I had our last classes together so we just talked and joked the rest of the day.

When I got home my mom was in the kitchen cooking so " turned on some music so I could do my homework.

Mama said, "you're a pretty girl"

What's in your head, it doesn't matter

Brush your, fix your teeth

What you wear is all that matters

Just another stage

Pageant the pain away

This time, I'm gon' take crown

Without falling, down, down , down

Pretty Hurts

Shine the light on whatever's worse

Perfection is a disease of a nation

Pretty Hurts, Pretty Hurts

Pretty Hurts

Shine the light on whatever's worse

Tryna fix something, But u can't fix what u can't see

It's the soul that needs a surgery

Blonder hair, flat chest TV says bigger is better

South Beach, sugar-free Vogue says thinner is better

Just another stage

Pageant the pain away

This time, I'm gon' take crown

Without falling, down, down, down

Pretty Hurts

Shine the light on whatever's worse

Perfection is a disease of a nation

Pretty Hurts, Pretty Hurts

Pretty Hurts

Shine the light on whatever's worse

Tryna fix something, But u can't fix what u can't see

It's the soul that needs a surgery

Ain't got no doctor or pill that can take the pain away

The pain's inside and nobody frees you from your body

It's the soul, It's the soul that needs surgery

It's my soul that needs surgery

Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far

And you break when the paper signs lead you in the dark

You left the shattered mirrors and the shards of a beautiful girl

Pretty Hurts

Shine the light on whatever's worse

Perfection is a disease of a nation

Pretty Hurts, Pretty Hurts

Pretty Hurts

Shine the light on whatever's worse

Tryna fix something, But u can't fix what u can't see

It's the soul that needs a surgery

When you're alone all by yourself and you're lying in your bed

Reflection stares right into you

Are you happy with yourself?

It's just a way to masquerade, the illusion has been shed

Are you happy with yourself?

Are you happy with yourself?

Yes

Ah Ah

When the song was done I was crying my eyes out.The song spoke something to me.I had never really realized that before today I was always trying to change myself for the benefit of others and it was killing me on the inside. I now vow to myself that I will always stay true to me no matter what happens.

A/N

Christian momma doing good. Thank God that is a miracle that she taking care of her business

Christian isn't holding any grudges # Real Nigga 4 Life

There goes another chapter TURN UP!!!!!!!!!!!

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