Black Lightning

LaWanda:THE BOOK OF BURIAL

Janelle POV

I sit in the church listening to the pastor, I don't know where Anissa is but she's gotta stop dipping out and leaving us to deal with this stuff.

I just listen as the pastor hypes up the crowd to go and basically provoke the 100. Like they won't just unload on they ass. I understand the anger, I'm angry too but this is not well organized nor thought out thoroughly.

Pastor:Stand up with me!

And just then my goofy sister pops up. I shake my head and lean back. This is not gonna end well.

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Once we make it home I go down to the basement, I lock the door and dim the lights, I clear my head and allow the heat spread to my finger tips and palms, it spreads through to my eyes and I open them, I allow the electricity flow through my fingers and to the wall. I do the same with my eyes. I take a deep breath and stomp allowing the current to flow into the floor and to the target on the wall cracking it down the middle. I shake away the jitters and pull off my shirt. I fix up my area and start to do warm ups.

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When I walk upstairs I see mom at the table on the computer drinking some wine. She looks back at me and smiles.

Mom:Hey Jan, how are you baby?

Me:Good, just got done working out.

Mom:That's great, how's school coming along?

Me:All A's as usual... What's up?

She knows how I feel about talking about school at home. She only does it when she's about ask me something and she's unsure how I'll react to it.

Mom:Are you dating anyone?

Oh please don't let me end up as that family member the family always asks about their relationships.

Me:Nope, I'm dating no one mom, nor am I interested in anyone.

Mom:Why? I mean Anissa is dating that girl, Jennifer is dating Khalil...

Me:And I'm happy for them, but I just haven't found anyone special, ma. You know I'm different from Jen and Nissa, they can find something they like in anyone, but I have to like all of you.

Mom:And why is that?

Me:I've seen how people are, how they act with one person then act completely different with another, how they can be good but then bad. How they use you for what they want them toss you like garbage, nah I good. How easily they can be monsters.

Mom:Oh Janelle.

Here we go...

Mom:Baby, you have to trust someone other than us and Khalil.

I barely trust Anissa or you so your point?

Mom:You can't live your life scared of drama or let downs. People will let you down, sometimes on purpose and sometimes on accident but that's human nature. Everyone has their scars, it's up to you learn the story behind them.

I nod and grab my cucumbers and wave goodbye. Not trying to hear that shit mother. She just doesn't know how easily I can read people. I walk up to my room and close the door, I hear Jennifer on the roof talking to someone, probably Khalil, I grab my clothes and go shower.

Once I'm out I walk down stairs and to the family talking.

Jennifer:Well, Anissa not coming sucks.