"Chyna getcho raggedy ass in this fucking house the fuck you was thinking"
I stepped through the door brushing pass my mom not even giving asf .
" Bitch don't walk pass me" I stopped and turned facing her, she looked me up and down in disgust like I was one of the bitches who fucked her incoming nightly flings.
" you look like a fucking tramp bitch with that damn outfit on I wouldn't be surprised if you got fucked like a dog bitch yo raggedy roach looking ass probably get trains ran on you with no pay . Fucking dirty ass bitch" ... I was literally wearing a saved but not soft shirt , knee ripped jeans and checkered vans. On top of that my hair not even done.
" I'm not you" I used to not say shit back to her slick remarks regarding me. You would think a mother wouldn't say nun of that shit to they own daughter but by this time I've heard worst shit come out of her mouth.
"No bitch I'm not you . If a niqqa raped you you would love the shit slutty ass" now I was bout to get real disrespectful because she know wtf I've been through.
" Bitch all the dirty ass niqqas you let in here that still never want you ole sour ass bitch your fucking depressed and delusional asf sorry ass excuse of a mother" she stared at me for a minute then walked off into her room. I turned to the kitchen sink to splash water on my face I couldn't believe she just walked away. I had spoken to soon tho, soon my back was slammed on the floor followed by her foot meeting my stomach. She kicked me in my ribs over and over calling me all types of bitches. I cringed at the pain cause that shit hurt blow after blow it just got worse.
" BITCH BITCH" She let her foot "slip" to stomp out my face bout three good kicks. All the built up rage took over me, seventeen years with this women who never loved me. I don't know how I did it but I did I got her balled up my fist and gave her a quick two piece to her face. I bet she thought I would never fight back, we learn new things everyday. I could tell by the look on her face she was shocked but that quickly went away she started to walk over to the other side of the island. I already knew what she was headed for and I WASN'T finna get stabbed! I grabbed her keys and booked it for the back door. Hearing her footsteps behind me just made me run faster she was not finna get me
"NAWL BITCH NAWL WHAT YOU RUNNING GET YO MOTHAFUCKIN ASS" I hopped in her truck and peeled off leaving her yelling on the porch with a knife in her hand. I was leaving and never coming back. She was dead to me now but I already was dead to her.
