Her bond with her dad goes beyond the normal father daughter relationship. she's all he has and vice versa. Growing up without a mom wasn't as hard as it may seem especially when your dad is your best friend.
There was never a real explanation as t...
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shawty super thick, bet she taste like pineapple (Yeah). ___________________________ i gazed out of the window of my father's all cherry red 1994 BMW 3 series. the words he spoke to me went through one ear and out the other...or at least I thought. I never knew that those exact words would be stuck in the back of my head and help mold me into the woman I am today.
"always remember you will never need a man as long as I am around." he continued "hell, once you get a certain age you won't even need me. I'll just be there for moral support." He chuckled and used his two index fingers to make a beat against the leather steering wheel. I was 5 and we were having a conversation about men or boys I should say.
"What if I like girls daddy?" I asked in hopes I'd throw him off guard. I was good for trying to do that but instead his words rolled off his tongue just the same.
"Same thing baby. You never need a woman for nothing. I want you to be independent in a sense where if they decide one day to just up and leave you'll be perfectly fine financially." He looked over at me and I could feel his smile piercing the side of my face. I turned to look over at him and his smile was so powerful I couldn't help but to smile back.
My twin, my best friend, my everything.
See momma up and left me when I was just one. Probably before that. Daddy raised me. I was spoiled rotten, I was his only child. We only had each other.
My daddy was just some drug dealer to some but to me he was my super hero. He never kept him selling drugs a secret. He was open about it. He always said:
"I never want you to hear nothing about me from nobody else. I always want us to have an open space where we can tell each other everything"
We had this connection that I feel like most girls around me didn't have with their dads. We were different. As soon as momma left me he stepped in and did everything he was supposed to do and more.
Hell, I was the reason he said he'll never take care another kid until I was ready to have my own.
We drove down the hectic New York streets after a long day of me being at school and him doing what drug dealers do I guess. The nude leather seats burned my skin due to the summer heat. I enjoyed these talks with him I could listen to him school me on subjects I yearned to learn in school.
july 4, 2019; queens, New York.
"Daddy you still not ready?" I asked standing from the doorway. his eyes darted up at mine from his reading glasses and that same smile I always appeared to bring to his face glistened brightly.
