Cyndia
"Ma I'm home!" I shouted coming into our home.
"I'm in the kitchen"
The Aroma of spaghetti filled my nose and my stomach got excited.
"Ooh Momma it smells-- " I paused to see my uncle sitting at the island.
"Uncle Lewis!" I yelled excited to see him.
I ran up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I haven't seen him since my thirteenth birthday and I'm seventeen.
"Hey Ginger" He said calling me by my childhood nickname.
"Unc! No one calls me that anymore." I said slightly embarrassed.
He chuckled and I turned towards my mom. Her head was down like she was upset or something.
"Mom?" I called wanting to know what was wrong.
"Aunt Loren I Only Saw--
"LJ?" I asked confused why they were here.
"Wassup Lil Cuzzo." He greeted as we hugged.
"Who died?" I asked getting worried.
"Sweetheart I'm going to Mexico" my mom blurted.
"Mom we know no one in Mexico. " I said with a laughing tone.
"Son let's go and shoot some hoops." My uncle spoke.
"Pops it was just getting good" LJ joked.
"Boy" my uncle gritted through his teeth.
They left out and I turned back to my mom. I was confused and unused to why we are going to Mexico.
"Honey...You aren't going to Mexico with us." She said.
"Then who is Us?" I asked.
"Shad and I are engaged."
My heart sank and I didn't know what to feel. All these emotions rushed through my body. I was pissed because I didn't accept any man who wasn't my overseas father.
"Why would you marry a pimp?"
"Watch your mouth little girl." My mother scorned.
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
"You're moving to Detroit with your uncle for a while." She said stirring the spaghetti.
I was taken aback from that. I've never not lived with my mom and I damn sure didn't wanna start at seventeen.
"No I'm not" I protested. I jumped up mad and confused as why she was choosing her nigga over her own daughter.
"You don't have too many more times to blatantly disrespect me. Sit yo ass down and don't get up until I'm done!" She yelled.
Outta respect i sat down.
"Now me and Shad are moving and he suggested that you should stay with Lewis and Joyce." She explained.
Fuck this I'm going off.
"And the best mother award goes to you. How fucking selfish are you to choose a nigga who beat you until you can't see and rape you until you can't piss, over your daughter. My father is fucking in Irac while you are here hoeing and sucking on every nigga because “Shad" said so. Mom you are that stupid?" I yelled.
My mom laughed and walked to the hallway closet. She got out three suitcases and sat them beside the door.
"Bitch get up outta my shit."
Did it hurt? Yea but I won't beg for her love.
"Ok cool. I hope he beat some damn sense in your head"
I opened the door and my uncle was coming towards it.
"Everything Fine?" He asked.
I looked back at my mom. All the memories and she choose him over me?
"Yep." I said walking out.
"LJ come help me." My uncle ordered.
I got in the car and put my head into my hands.
"You cool C?" LJ asked.
"I guess I have no choice. Huh?" I asked.
"Well let's get on the road we should be in Detroit in no time." My uncle ensured.
Life as I know it is over.
