He Is Mine |Dave East ; Urban|

31.

Brianni

Mama Liz suggested that we go out for a while just so I can clear my head from what happened. I wish it was that easy I was sitting at the back seat of her car and I was lost deep in my thoughts.

I can imagine my mother standing there in front of the whole church  saying all of those things about Zion's mother. I can imagine their reaction to the situation such a girl that we were proud of, such a girl that we groomed as a church and had high aspirations for her is now dating the most hated thug in the hood. She didn't even think about  the pain that he caused to an innocent girl she left home to support a rapist, a robber and a murderer. I closed my eyes trying to stop the anxiety feeling.

I now understand when they say hurt doesn't come from strangers  most of the time but it comes from family this is my own mother doing all of this things to me. Why couldn't we choose our own families? Why couldn't we interfere with the power of the universe to create things that we want things that are less hurtful to us.

I respected my mother for so long. There was never a night where she had a headache and couldn't sleep just because I went out partying I never came home once and said mom I am pregnant. I even made her proud by going to school something that not every child has an opportunity of doing where I'm from.

All I wanted was for her to show me that she appreciated everything that I have done for her by accepting my boyfriend that's all I wanted.

Respect is always expected from us children but what about our emotions?  What about our parents hurting us does that count for anything, God? What was I supposed to do in this situation? I didn't say create me with feelings I didn't ask for Zion to be brought into my life, Lord. I didn't ask for any of this to happen so please help me out if you still see any good in me.

We stopped next to Wendy's. "girls let's go and eat." Mama Liz smiled. I looked at her the way she slowly pulled her hair back the way she kept on smiling in between the conversation her pure white teeth. She was so nice and sweet to the workers and they knew her. Why wasn't this woman my mother? Does Zion even know how blessed he is to her? She brought me back to earth when she held my hand. "Are you okay?"  I looked at her and nodded. "what are you going to have?"

I looked at that big menu behind the teller. I didn't feel like eating when I'm hurt I don't have an appetite. So I chose the smallest meal ever to avoid wasting money.

"are you on a diet or something?" Lena asked. "Could've just not ordered."

Mama Lizzie smacked her arm. "I'm not hungry." I replied.

"Oh. You're okay?" She asked looking concerned. "If you're thinking were gonna be rude to you because of your mom don't even stress about that. You're the total opposite of her self that's what makes us like you." She brushed my back.

"Thank you. But I'm really not hungry." I smiled. It wasn't full at Wendy's probably because its Sunday. Me and Lena sat down while mama Lizzie enjoyed talking to another lady that worked her who was around her age.

I looked at Lena her eyes were glued on her phone she had a wide smile on her face she didn't look like she had any problems. I bet her life is perfect I mean how can it not be perfect because she always appears happy. I wasn't into my phone yet because of everything that's being going on and I just got it.

The food came so mama Lizzie came with the food. Me and her started engaging in a conversation while Lena was hooked on her phone. "are we boring you, Selena?" She asked staring at her. Lena didn't hear her. "Selena Powers." Lena quickly looked up. "do we have to buy your attention?" She put her phone down looking apologetic. "thank you."