Fire and Ice

Chapter 11~ A Blind Eye

"Her and her mama alike/So all they do is fight" - Lil' Wayne

(Karma POV)

I make my way up the porch safely. As I reach for the doorknob my stomach starts to twist. This house makes me sick. Cedric isn't here. Thank God. I go into my room and lock behind me.

I drop onto my bed. Why is all this happening to me? I don't have a clue. Davon is the only one who makes me feel safe. I don't even feel safe in my own home. That's a damn shame. The memory of this morning keeps playing over and over in my head. I can't live like this!

I hop out of bed and leave my room. I find my mom on her bed watching MTV. She smiles when she sees me. My mom has long black straight hair and high cheek bones. She's also high yellow. Her name is Renee Griffin. I still have my dad's last name.

"Hey honey." she greets. "Mama, I really need to talk to you." I say, sitting on her bed. "What's wrong?" she asked, a concerned look on her face. I take a deep breath. "Mom, you have to get rid of Cedric." I spit it out. " the look on her face is a confused one. "Why?" she asks. "Because, he tried to..." I can't get the words out. "He tried to what, Karma." she presses. I take another deep breath. "He tried to touch me." I say, calmly. Mama's eyes stretch in horror. "Karma no." she says just as calmly. I thought she would be yelling or crying right about now. But she wasn't. She didn't even flinch. "Don't come to me making up lies." she says. "It's not a lie! I'm honest. He tried to rape me this morning! He was drunk!" I yell. How can my own mother not believe me? "Shutup!" mama screams back at me. "It's just like you to take his side!" I yell. She's so desperate for a man. Ever since daddy left us, she's been so lonely. "Karma just get out! I'm sick of you always chasing away the men in my life. Just get out!" she says with so much rage. I sit there shocked. I can't believe she wants me out. I exit her room. I can hear my mother crying in the other room as I pack my bags. I don't give a f.ck anymore. F.ck this house and everybody in it.

I sit in the car and think. Who can I go to? I sit there for fifteen minutes. Then I go to the only house I can think of. Samaria's house.