sonny had been waiting for hours for her mother to return home. she had almost fell asleep when she heard keys jingling and the lock turning.
when she walked in you could tell she had just come from having a wild sex encounter.
"why kentrell? why don't you eva let me have nothin?"
her mom raised her eyebrows, amused at sonny's questions.
"you still seein him?" she crossed her arms over her chest.
sonny nodded her head with a smug look on her face. this was first time she had put her foot down when it came to her friendships.
this was her time to show she couldn't be manipulated and played with as if she was still sixteen and in high school.
"what the fuck did I tell yo thin ass? huh?"
her mom kept yelling and ranting. sonny tried to control her anger as she stood there taking in everything she was saying.
"YOU THE FUCKING REASON YO DADDY LEFT!"
"no, he fuckin left because you fuck anythang dat can goddamn breath."
sonny was right and her momma knew it. ever since she was raped it seemed everything in her life went downhill.
around the time sonny was six, her mother caught her own brother trying to molest her. she saved sonny and in return she got raped. she's felt useless and unwanted since then, so anything that wants her, she lets them have it.
"I can't believe dis shit, ma. I haven't had friends almost half my life because you're a sex crazed whore!"
"did he tell you he liked what I did?" she swirled her tongue around.
"and he gone like what imma do een more." sonny smirked at her, knowing she would get mad.
her mother felt her blood boil. she didn't know why she liked kentrell so much, she just did.
out of nowhere she spit in sonny's face. it didn't take long for her to realize that she had just been spit on. with no reluctance, sonny cocked back and hit her in the face.
letting the anger from the spit and years of mental and emotional abuse go, she didn't stop punching until she saw blood.
"yasmine, fuck you bitch." she called her by her real name. "i'll kill you if you eva think about spittin on my again."
her mother coughed and spit out blood onto the floor. she was mad that her only child had just beat her up, but she didn't regret spitting in her face at all.
"I shoulda aborted yo ass when I had the chance."
sonny went back over and kicked her. "shut the fuck up. you shoulda and you wouldn'ta just got yo ass beat."
yasmine continued to heavily breath on the floor out of pain while sonny walked back and forth collecting her things.
because of her situation, sonny didn't have many things to pack, so she called kentrell as she stuffed her things away.
"come get me."
"on my way." he hung up without questions.
she wasn't sad, just disappointed. how could the women who birthed her come to dislike her over someone who wasn't her age and wanted no dealings with her?
she sat in her room until kentrell texted her and told her he was outside. in the living room she saw yasmine had gotten up, but the blood wasn't cleaned.
"and don't come the fuck back," she said when she heard sonny's footsteps.
"gladly."
once sonny walked out the door, yasmine knew she had officially lost everything that she truly loved. sonny's dad wasn't coming back and maybe sonny wasn't coming back either.
for the first time, she was alone and afraid.
