"She told me she hated me and said that one day she's gonna do it." I answered holding back tears. We were walking to our favorite place to get away from life. "Do what?" Ki questioned. "Leave, she's gonna leave me." I said breaking down a little. See my mother grew up without her parents. She never really knew them but somehow she managed to be hurt about it. She married her high school sweetheart and had her first child, me, hi there. But as he got drunker she got meaner. It also didn't help that she would lash out on me because of him. I became a verbal punching bag. At first I would sleep away the pain. Then after that didn't do much I would cut away the pain. He was the only one that noticed and care. One day he approached me in the hallway alone wiping my tears. He hugged me and that's when I let everything go. I love that curly haired bastard. That same day he knew my whole life story and I know his. "Well if she does you can always come live with me."he said rubbing my shoulder smiling. It was almost time for my favorite light show. I climbed up the ladder to the house with a glass rooftop. I loved my little getaway place. Ki threw a bag of chocolate at my face. I resisted every urge to not choke the fuck out of him. Chuckling he unlocked a stash of blunts and weed. Grabbing two he sat them on the little table covered in snacks I put out. "Ready?"he asked. "Ready."I replied. Ki lit his blunt hitting it hard. Forgetting that he sat out two he tried to pass me his blunt. "Hell fuck no, I don't want that shit." I yelled disgusted. "Why?"he questioned. "You know why." I simply answered grabbing my blunt, litting it. "No I don't please inform me."he said grabbing a bag of chips off the table. "Because you're a pussy eating nigga, duh." I said puffing out the smoke into his face. Shaking his head and smiling he turned down the lights and turned up the music.
