Treat Me Like Somebody

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Mercy:

I kept five hundred for myself and mailed off the rest of the money to my mom this morning. I'm about to call her now and tell her what's up. I need her advice more than anything because I think I'm going to end up in jail for shooting Karson's balls off if he come at me with some bullshit again. Last night was a reality check. That Kania does have a father but he out here living the good life while I struggle. That he's out here getting laid while I'm currently single. While he's out here spending money on strippers like it's nothing but I have to scrape up any money I can just to buy our baby clothes. While he's out here acting like a king and he running shit. Negro please.

Mom picked up after the second ring, "If you were going to miss me this much you should've stayed home."

I rolled my eyes at her teasing and went straight into business. Just hearing her voice made me want to break but I covered my mouth and pulled myself together. Forcing back tears and swallowing weak sauce. I'm a strong girl and I need to act like it. I will not let this boy put me down.

"Karson is here."

Mom was quiet for a minute before saying any curse word she could think of. "I am so sorry and I hope God forgive me it's Sunday but that no good ass boy got some nerve. Did he even ask about Nia?"

"I told him I gave her away. I know it wasn't the right thing to do but he made me so pissed. My blood was boiling mom. He don't deserve to know Kania."

"Now you know I raised you better than that. The jackass has put you through hell and back I know but he should know about his baby. Make his ass pay some child support. I know his dad be building those huge ass houses and got some businesses in a couple states. They got money."

Most single mother's make their baby daddy's pay child support just to get his money but I don't want nothing from Karson. He can continue what he's doing. I don't need a man to help me and I sure ain't gonna raise one.

"I don't want his money. He can kick rocks and lay eggs for all I care. "

"Mercy. You have to tell him no matter how you feel. It's up to him whether or not he wants to be in his daughter's life."

I understand where she coming from but she wasn't in my shoes. If she felt my pain and was in my position she wouldn't want his money. I can do bad all by myself. Mary. J Blige song it best.

"I have to get ready for my afternoon class. I'll call you soon."

I made sure to get off the phone with her. The more I felt she was on his side the more angrier I was starting to get.

Caprice stepped out the shower ruffling her hair with a pink towel. Giving me that we need to talk type of look.

"What?" I almost snapped. I can tell she could sense the tension.

"Don't what me. You need to forget about last night. You've been miserable for a long ass minute. Don't let this wack ass wannabe rich boy mess up your flow boo. He want to see you fall. Hold your head up and let drama fall back."

Caprice grabbed her clothes and headed back into the bathroom. Leaving me to think about my shit.

I have been miserable. This, boy ruined my life but gave me a blessing at the same time. Because of him I have Kania. I have to hold my head up and listen to Caprice. Haters love to see you down than get back up and make it to the top.

I found my class. It's around five in the afternoon but I walked in sporting a white, knee length dress and beige ballet shoes. My hair in a ponytail and I wore red lipstick. I looked innocent but I'm far from that.