Flawless

Chapter 7

It was starting to get dark outside and Myra was still upset with me. Wanting to escape just for a little, I pulled out my small stash of snow. I laid some out on the coffee table in my living room and sniffed it up. Soon after I heard a knock on my door, I quickly put up the bag of snow and went to answer the door. Once I opened the door, I saw Q standing there. I stepped to the side and let him in as he kept his eyes on me. I don't know why but I started to get nervous and my palms began to sweat.

"Where's Myra" he said.

I stood there for a minute becoming slightly irritated that he couldn't at least give me a simple hey first and ask me how I was doing.

"She's in Elise room" I replied back rolling my eyes in my mind cause I was too scared to actually roll them.

He continued to stare at me hard with this stone cold look before he grabbed my face tightly.

"You on that shit " he said still holding me by my face.

"N-No" I said back

"Don't fucking lie to me. I know a fucking crackhead when I see one....the life I live I know the difference between someone sober versus somebody high off their ass" he said with bass in his voice while shoving me back.

I looked down with tears falling from eyes.

"You left me...what was I to do" I said lowly but he still heard.

"Just cause you don't see me doesn't mean I'm not watching. You think I don't have people watching you to see how you moving." He said

I don't know what came over me but the drugs was starting to really get to me.

"Well since you know so much...how the fuck am I moving huh" I said back

"Like a fucking hoe" he snapped back at me.

What he said made me angry and I swung without even thinking. Didn't matter cause he quickly caught my arm before it could come in contact with his face. He then squeezed my arm tight while twisting it.

"Don't you ever in your fucking life try to swing on me again. You lucky my mama loved your ass so much and you got Myra" he said with so much venom.

"Quin is that you" a little voice said from around the corner.

Q let got my arm and turned towards the little voice.

"Yeah come here stinka...I've missed you" he said.

Myra came running out with the biggest smile. Q rushed to pick her up and spun her around in the air as she laughed. Q gave her a kiss on the forehead then Myra retuned the favor.

"What you think about staying with me for a while" he said to her.

"Really" she spoke with excitement.

"Yes babygirl " he replied back

"What bout mommy" she said looking at me

"Mommy needs to take care of some things....don't worry she can come visit. Go pack some of your things" he said while putting her down.

She ran off towards the back

"Your not taking my child" I cried out

"Whose going to stop me...you want her to live under the same roof with your crackhead ass" he said.

"Stop calling me that....I'm her mother. She needs me" I yelled out.

Instead of replying back he walked off towards the back. I ran my hands down my face becoming frustrated. This can not be happening right now. I was her mother and what I say goes. How dare he disrespect me in my own house. Q then returned back to the front of my apartment holding Myra.

"It's okay stinka...we'll get you some more stuff while your at my house" he said

I walked up to him trying to snatch Myra away from him

" GIVE ME MY DAMN CHILD...YOUR NOT TAKING HER AWAY FROM ME" I screamed.

"Mommy scaring me" Myra said while she buried her face into Q's neck.

"Quinnel I'm serious...give her to me" I pleaded.

"Look at you" he said with disgust before walking out the door.

I ran out behind him screaming the whole way down. I didn't care if the whole neighborhood was watching me. I couldn't let him take her. Myra was all I had left. I watched as he quickly put Myra in the car. Once Myra was fastened into her car seat , Q got in the car and locked the doors. I banged on the windows screaming at him to unlock the door.

" Please don't do this....Im begging you" i said while sobbing.

He just shook his head before taking one last look at me then pulling off. I screamed, throwing a whole temper tantrum in the parking lot. Once I kinda got myself together, I made my way back up to my apartment where I was met with Janet standing in her door way staring right at me.

"Fuck are you looking at bitch" I yelled at her before slamming my apartment door.

I ran into my room and grabbed my phone calling Q over and over. After my 30th call, my calls stopped going through. This nigga really blocked me I thought while throwing my phone at the wall. I made my way back out into my living room and took my stash out from my secret spot. I poured what was left of it and sniffed it up. I laid back on the couch, giving the drugs time to kick in. Once it did, my body felt numb.

I laid there bathing in my own disappointment. I stared off into space and started to day dream about the life I should of had. If only I kept my legs close and didn't get pregnant. I wouldn't have had to grow up so fast. Do my parents even regret kicking me out? Do they ever think of me? My thoughts were all over the place but it didn't stop the drugs from making me feel better about my situation.

I was no crackhead as my mind went back to Q. Who was he to judge. He just as much as a low life like me just because drug money had him living in a mansion and riding in foreign cars didn't make him any better. I was not addicted I tried convincing myself. I can stop at anytime I kept repeating to myself.

This chapter wasn't as long as the last one but I hope you still enjoyed

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