Spotted| BWWM

Nevaeh

"Come on Silas chop the salad a bit faster. Thanksgiving is in six hours"

My mom rushed Silas. Everyone was under a lot of pressure since thanksgiving is hours away. Instead of preparing the food yesterday we all went to sleep for half the day.

Thanksgiving break started yesterday, and Emily already got her ass beat. It was already ruined for her since she spent it behind bars.

Silas was in the corner of the room trying not to chop off his fingers. He has been on the simple task of cutting up the salad for thirty minutes now. All my mom has been doing is screaming at him.

"I don't want to be one finger short Ms. Johnson. How can I properly eat a burger without ten fingers to hold it right?"

My mom sighed and ran her hand over her face. She's been trying to tell him that eating a burger has nothing to do with making salad for the longest now.

"Go to sleep Silas. Leave the cooking to the women"

My mom said. Silas smiled but quickly replaced it with a frown. Once he was out of her sight he smirked at me and gave me a thumbs up.

He hopped on the couch, pulled out a bag of Doritos from behind the cushion, and put on call of duty. This was his plan all along.

"Mom, I don't know how to defrost the turkey"

"Nevaeh don't play with me. You've been the designated meat defrosting officer, home waste management supervisor, and the dish washing operator since you were five"

I quickly shut up and got to defrosting the turkey. I don't know why I even tried having a little break. My mom has been preparing me for thanksgiving dinners since I was in her stomach.

While Silas and my dad were playing video games I was stuck defrosting the turkey and making the salad. Boys are so useless.

After I was done I tried to take a piece of pineapple from the fruit bowl but my mom popped me with a knife. A FUCKING KNIFE.

"I'm calling child protective services on you"

"You want my damn phone to call them? Hell I'll call them for you. Now go get your ass in front of that stove and stir the rice"

I quickly went over to the stove and did as I was told. I don't know why I even try with arguing this lady. She's a lawyer for God's sake.

Everly came crawling in the kitchen with a piece of watermelon in her mouth. I picked her up and put her in her high chair.

She began laughing and slamming her hand on the table. She better enjoy her last few moments as a child because once she turns two she's going to be cooking thanksgiving dinner all by herself.

"Silas can your lazy, no good, ugly ass get in here"

I screamed. I heard him laugh as he got out of his seat. His goofy smile got even wider when he saw Everly. He kissed her cheek than looked up at me with a slightly smaller smile.

"What are we going to do for Everly's birthday next week?"

I asked Silas. His smile almost took over his face when I mentioned Everly's birthday. He's been planning for this day for months now.

I had to shoot down many ideas since she's too young to go on a hot air balloon ride and on a trip to Hawaii. I don't know how she's going to react when she's up in the air.

"I already have everything planned. Anthony has a cousin who does custom party designs. All you have to do is get yourself and my baby girls pampered"