Chapter 2-The Truth

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I was a great child growin up. All elementary school I was excelling in all my classes. I was a happy child but this one day in the 6th grade I'll never forget. The day I found out my aunt wasn't my real mom it torn me apart. I was fed up. I was done.

"Ma!! Ma! Where are you??" I yelled coming home from school that day.

"I'm in my room baby come her" she replied.

I ran up the stairs so fast. I went in her room,laid in her bed stuck my face in the pillow and cried.

"Moki what's wrong?" She asked.

Moki was the nickname she gave me when I was 2 years old. I don't know where it came from but it stuck with me. I liked it, it Made me feel special. Like one of a kind.

"Are you my mom or my aunt" I yelled into the pillow. We sat there in silence for about 10 minutes then she laid down next to me, put my head on her lap, brushed my hair and told me the truth.

"Moki, I'm your aunt baby. Your mom's name is Neicey, your daddy's name is Geno and they live in Minnesota. When you were three months old-" She paused and held me tighter. "When you were three months old I noticed your mom was unstable. Constantly calling me asking for rent money. Asking me to come take you for weeks. Buy you pampers. Just not ready to be a mom at all. So I took you in. I took you from her. Juicy you was a gorgeous baby. Always smilin. Smilin at a young age too. I didn't ever want to see your smile go away. I raised you as my own. Your my moki. I may not of gave birth to you but you will always be MY Juicy. You hear me?" I sat there. Face full of tears. Then finally nodded my head yes. "Was I an only child?" I asked. "Far from it baby" she replied. "You have two older sisters Serenity & Jasmine." She said with a smile. "Will I ever get to see them?" I mumbled. "Only if you want to. They live in Minnesota as well. Do you wanna go?" I got highly excited, Of course I wanted to meet my parents and big sisters. What kid wouldn't want to. These people were my blood. I was their seed no matter what my aunt said about them it flew out the window that was my mom and dad I love them to death I was ready to meet them once and for all.

"Looks like you better get to packing your bag moki bear, we're going on a little vacation this weekend boo"

I ran across the hall to my room, slid open my closet door so fast, grabbed my favorite Bratz™ doll suitcase and started throwing clothes in there. Jeans, t-shirts, pajama pants and tank tops. I was ready for this weekend.

Finally I walked over to my nightstand went into my ballerina jewelry box and grabbed every single school picture I took from Kindergarten til now in the 6th grade. I wanted to give them to my mom so she can see how much her baby girl grew within these last years. After I put my stuff in my luggage I laid down on my bed and just looked around my room thinking. "What if they don't like me? What if they gave me away for a reason? What if I was meant to be in Georgia and they were meant to be in Minnesota. Away from me."

All of a sudden I heard my aunt yelling. She was clearly highly upset. I grabbed my neon green beanbag and set it up against my room door. I put my ear up to the door trying to be nosey. I could hear little bits and pieces of what she was sayin.

"Ne-Ne what do you expect?"

Then I didn't hear anything.

"Well its too late-"

Quiet again.

"Its already booked"

Then I ain't hear no more talking. Something about that conversation didn't seem right to me. The anger in my aunts tone of voice just stuck with me. She seem upset and hurt at the same time. Like she was disappointed or felt bad. That night I sat there on my beanbag and just looked around my room. The life I lived was like a lie to me. I started to get upset. Why lie to me? Why not be honest and tell me the truth from the beginning?. If I wouldn't have asked would she ever have told me? I was pissed at my aunt. I didn't know I could have this much anger in me at the age of 12. I ready to meet my family. My REAL family. I wanted to be with them forever cause they didn't leave me with my aunt. Like she said, she TOOK me from them.

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