I had to get him all cleaned up after his huge temper tantrum that he had threw after I told him about his mom. I woke up the next day with my head bangin' I had a huge headache and today is the day of my mothers funeral. I had to wake up deshun and I had to wake up extra early to see her before they bought her out in front of the church.
"Baby, you got to wake up. I gotta go to the funeral home so I can make sure she looks good." I said as he was waking up.
"Ight bae just give me at least 10 minutes to wake up, Please" He said still laying there.
"Okay but that's all I'm giving you." I said going into the bathroom to take a shower. I did my hygiene. I needed to freshen up so I hurry up and get to the funeral home in an hour.
"Deshun, get ya ass up!" I yelled coming in the room throwing a pillow at his face.
"Damn, ma you ain't gotta throw it at a nigga though." He said all groggily like.
"You better get your ass up Deshun!" I said.
"Ight baby girl here I come." He said.
I had got dressed in a black fitted knee high dress with my black stockings under them and. With the diamond earrings she bought me. I had a black clutch to go with it. I had my hair down with curls down my back.
Deshun had on a black dress shirt with black slacks on and he and some Stacy Adams on.
I walked out the bathroom and into our room.
"Damn baby girl, you look good." He said licking his lips and rolling his hands.
"Thanks babe, you don't look so bad yourself." I said smiling. But on the inside I wasn't ready to see her like that.
"Baby girl you okay?" He asked me pulling me closer to him.
"I'm not ready to see my momma laying in that casket. I'm goin' miss her no matter what she put me in, I still need her. " I said in tears.
"Awe baby girl just calm down. She's in a better place. You should be happy that she's not down here in this hell hole called earth." He said holding me tight.
" I know we got to go." I said sniffling and cleaning myself up.
We walked out of the house and went to the garage and got his black Mercedes. We drove for a 30 minutes in an awkward silence that I didn't like.
We got to the church that my mom came from and when I say that I mean she was raised in the church as a little girl.
"Ms. Braxton?" The funeral director came up to me smiling.
"Are you ready?" She asked.
I nodded and looked down. We walked in saw a lot of people that I was unfamiliar with. People came up to me for my condolences. I couldn't help but break down. It was a lot to handle all at once.
"It okay" Deshun said coming up to me patting my back.
I saw my bitch ass daddy come in wearing black with one rose in his hand walking down the aisle. He went up to her casket and placed it under her hands.
The preacher started to talk and pray about my mother and all she did in her life but nobody knew the real story.
It was time for people to go up and talk about my mom and how they knew her and all that good stuff.
A women dressed in all black with avail over eyes was crying so hard as she walked up to my mothers casket. I was confused. Who is she?
"I'm Alicia, and that's my baby sister laying in that there casket. I don't know why someone would want to do that. But, I haven't seen her since she was 18 and to know that I missed out on her life really makes me want to go back and rewind the years. But I cant. She is in a better place right, god needed his little girl to come home. I just wish he would have never called her back that way."she said as she started to choke and cry and it made me do my silence cry.
She came by me and gave me a hug. I didn't know my mom had a sister. I have to get her number after the funeral. A lot of people got up and said some inspiring words about my mom. I didn't know our family was from Arkansas I didn't know we even had family to be honest.
Then my bitch ass daddy got up to speak with his trifling ass. I mean mugged him the whole way up there.
"The woman laying in that casket right there was my wife, hoe, biggest money maker." He said just flat out. Everybody looked at him a and gasped at what he said. "She trapped me with that little girl right there not telling who her daddy is. Her momma was the biggest hoe out there but , I'm not here to talk shit about her trifling ass momma." I just stood there with my eyes wide. I stood up and jumped over the first row to get to him. I ran up to him and charged him and punched the shit out of him. I just took all my anger out on him.
"How dare you say that about my mother?!?" I screamed with every blow I threw to his face. I had him on the ground right now. I had never fought anybody ever a day in my life.
It took 4 people to get me off of him and to stop stomping him in his face. I just wanted to kill that nigga.
He stood up looking fucked up. He looked like rihanna and Chris brown fighting only thing is he riri and I'm breezy in that bitch.
"You stupid little bitch!" He yelled charging towards me. I was ready but Deshun had stopped him and tried to calm him down but that didn't work. He swung on Deshun and missed but Deshun swung on him and knocked him out. It was a big ass mess at my mothers funeral. I felt disgusted with myself.
My "father" was escorted out of the funeral. We continued on with he funeral. I know crazy right but I wasn't really messed up as bad as he was.
Another man came up to the podium and said 4 words that made me look up.
"I am shyla's father." He said flat out.
