"I want my fucking money Kyla. Ya bitch ass came to my house and stole. Now pay me what the fuck you owe! Before I call the cops on your bony ass!"
7: Fucking 30 in the morning. This bitch that I refuse to call my mother. Bust up in my apartment, threatening me about shit that have nothing to do with me. I can't even recall the last dam time I stepped foot in her house. And my ass is far from bony. I'm Bootylicious from head to toe. She better recognize. Mad cause her nigga fatten her ass up with greasy food.
I tried walking away from her to prevent a fight. But she got up in my face. I'm so disgusted by her behavior and her period that I shoved her ass into the front door. She yells out from the impact. I roll up on her yoking her up saying demandingly.
"If you ever come up in here again. Ima whop yo ass personally. I'm not gonna beg your man or your son to come take your crazy ass out of my space again. No! This time Ima handle you myself. Do you hear me Kris? You better! Cause I mean that shit!"
After saying that. I pull her away from the door open it and said throwing her out.
"And you can call the dam cops. They're not gonna believe a crack head anyway!"
I then slam the door in her face. She stomps off cursing up the place STILL calling my ass bony. I wanted to run after her, but God said let her have it daughter. So Ima let her have it. This time!
Hi my name is Kyla Spears. And no I'm not related to Britney Spears. 23 years old. Been on my own since I about was 11years old. My mom as you can see is a cracked out hoe.
My father the bastard he is. Walked out on us, once my mother hit the sky. He wanted to leave long before but used me as an excuse to stick around. But once he saw that I grew common sense, that was his que to leave.
I am a manager at JC Penny and also work part-time at a school called TWM Pre-K and kindergarten children. I love kids and I want one in the future, so its easy for me. Kid love me anyway. I like to keep myself busy a lot. If I'm not too busy then Im either spending quality time with my man Keith... Or my four big head sisters!
Carrissa's Pov
As I'm walking up the steps to Kyla's place. I hear this angry woman cursing and carrying on about money and bony ass. I couldn't help but laugh my ass off.
As I'm about to hit the 3rd floor where Kyla is located. I saw that the hyena is her mother. But she was so lost in feelings. She didn't recognize me, just bump me and kept it moving. Hitting her head like the ratchet ass she is. I roll my eyes calming myself down cause I wanted to do a 360 on ha ass real quick. Once I reach at Kyla's door.
I knock three times letting her know it was me. Once she opens the door, her eye was filled with rage. Dam I feel for her, having to put up with her mother's crazy antics on a daily basis. I walk in closing the door behind asking.
"What was Jimmy crack hoe doing here?"
She rolls her eyes and walk off. I trail behind her saying.
"If you don't want to talk about it LaLa we don't have to. But yo ass gotta put a restraining order against her before shit gets worst!"
She sighs frustratingly slapping the cereal box on the floor. What did the cereal do to her though? She then sat down around the table with her hands covering her face saying.
"She's still my mother Cari!"
"Yes... Not my fault you can't escape from that... But ... Whose life are you willing to save? Hers or yours?"
It got quiet immediately after asking that question. I'm Carrissa Daniel's. If I didn't introduce myself, my apologies! Ima business woman. 23 years of age work as a manager at Duane Reade. I've been working my ass off since I was 16, so I literally raised myself.
Kyla and I have been best friends since we were in diapers. We had each other's back like Bonnie and Clyde you'd think we were a lesbian couple. I've seen her go through hell with her family. The only person who gives a fuck is her older brother Niklaus. Her mother became a drunky when Kyla was about 10 and her dad walked out of their lives since then. You see where I'm going with this? OK.
I hated seeing her defeated. But I can't force her to do what's right for her. I know she's a smart bitch so I've stopped worrying. I then pick up the cereal box place it back on the table. Then sat across from her saying.
"Cinnamon Toast Crunch didn't do shit to you. So don't be slapping my niqqa on the ground!"
She chuckle. I was happy to see her laughing. But I goes hard for Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Shit taste dumb good no lie. I smile at her and ask.
"Where's my dam breakfast by the way? You knew I was coming over. So wassup?"
She got and said walking to the bathroom.
"You got two hands. Make your own dam breakfast bitch!"
"I'm your guess trick!"
She giggles and shouts back.
"You ain't a dam guess hoe. Ima get ready before Dajha comes. You know how her impatient ass gets!"
I grin and shout back.
"Facts. Ima hit her up, see where she's at!"
After she left the room. I hop on the phone with Dajha while making some breakfast.
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