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nayeli omisha sinclair.
detroit, michigan.

" I'm so thick stop playing !! " I smiled recording myself twerk in the full body mirror.

Black smacked his lips smacking my phone out my hand, HARD AS FUCK.

" Sit yo dumb ass down. " He pointed over at the bean bag chair across the room. I bucked at him once he turned his back towards me.

" I'll smack yo teeth down your throat hoe. " he mumbled not looking back at me.

I don't even know why I'm here. Nigga boring as fuck, I SHOULD be at that block party up the street. But NOOOO he wanna have a conversation and shit.

" When yo ass gone grow up? " he laid back onto the couch yawning.

" I have gre— "

He shook his head looking over at me with a blank face. " I'm taking about GROWING up. Start acting your age. You know me and Tana ain't gone always be around to take care of you, right? "

Yea I know that but ... I hate thinking about that shit. I'm the baby out of the three of us soooooooo you know I'm use to being spoiled and shit.

" If you're asking what Ima do when y'all die. Simple, Ima lay my ass in that casket right beside you AND him. We gone ALL share a casket, the fuck. " I told him sitting down in the bean bag chair.

Black shook his head again staring up at the ceiling this time.

" Life ain't no joke. I'm being serious and that was a serious question. Your finna be 19 next month ... grow up. Your a grown ass mutha fucka still acting like this some fucking game. This real life cuhs."

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" ATR for life, I run with soldiers
Heard he drive his coupe like he stole it, Pray to God that I can see the morning. " I sung stared up at the ceiling actually thinking about what Black had said.

Instead of going to the block party. I decided to lock myself in my room and blasted rod wave.

I hate to say it but he's right. I'm eighteen going on nineteen acting like I'm fucking twelve. I guess since I didn't get to actually be a kid growing up ... I tried to extend my time to be one.

I graduated and that's it ... I ain't got no actual money, that I've made, in my name.

I ain't got no job .. no goals.

I'm slowing starting to turn into somebody I swore I would NEVER become.

" Can you hear me mama? I need you now, answer your phone It's been too much shit going on, uh These demons want my soul Life too short to be living in a lie It's too much pain to be living just to die!!! " I lowly sung pointing at nothing at all.

" I felt that part a lil too much. " I chuckled wiping the hot tears that had fell from my eyes.

Black really opened my mind. It ain't gone be easy but it's time I grew up.

" This for you mommy. " I whispered turning over in my bed.

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