By the faults of her ex, she was meant to be killed by the infamous Ghost. Only thing stopping him? The intense feeling of deep affection for her. Once they let each other into the depths of their cold hearts, what happens? They're indestructible, w...
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I skimmed over the counter top full of foods for Thanksgiving dinner.. "Ma don't ya think this a lil ova board why you cooking all this stuff?" She barely even started on anything cause she tryna cook too much food.
Her ass was spose to BEEN back in Chicago WEEKS ago. Don't get me wrong, I love her but she's a person you can't be around for too long.
I've been meaning to ask her how long she's had the key to Pac's house out here. I guess it's no point cause she decided to put it up for sale, maybe because he's gone.
"Keyshia, I have to make enough for everybody." She replied with her back turned, seasoning chicken.
"Who and the hell is everybody?" I looked around to make sure me and Keyana was the only ones here.
She quickly faced me. "Aye girl you better watch it." I rolled my eyes at her response.
Hell not even a cuss word.
Momma tapped my shoulder. "I forgot to mention that your sister ain't the only one that I invited." She smiled awkwardly.
I squinted my eyes at her. "The hell you talkin bout?" I questioned.
Putting her hands on her hip, she gave me a scolding look. " I should hit you upside your head but I realize that never works. Anyways, we have family coming over later." Momma's eyes sparkled with joy.
I rubbed my hands down my face in irritation. "For what? Thanksgiving not that big of a holiday I could see if it was Christmas but still....... Kno wat, I ain't gon be here no way." I shrugged grabbing a pack of Oreo's out the cabinet.
She went back to cooking. "You are and you'll be alright. I thought you were dieting." She waited for my response.
I looked at the cookies before grabbing another one. "I am." I nodded.
Smacking her lips, she turned back around. "So why is yo fat ass eating all the damn cookies?" Her eyes widened as I downed three cookies within a minute.
I got up, grabbing some water out the fridge. "It's a calorie diet. I can only consume a certain amount each day. So I'll still be able to eat the things that I want. If I'm at my limit of calories, I can't eat until the next day. And I work out so I'll be ight." I ate 3 more cookies before she gasped and snatched the container out my hand.
I reached over for the cookies. "Aye I wasn't done wit that." I groaned.
Putting them in the cabinet, she waved me off. "No, go get dressed. You ate six cookies in less than five minutes." She scolded.
"But ma, I just want five mo' of em."
"Go get dressed." Momma stared at me in disbelief.
"I don't need to get dressed. People are invading my privacy at my momma house. I'm cool wit wat I got on." I responded.
