My alarm went off, meaning it was time to get up. ugh. I hate waking up. Sleep is my getaway. I can escape life for a few hours and have sweet dreams where im not living a hell hole of a life.
I hopped out the bed and walked into the hallway going in the bathroom. I showered and stepped out wrapping a towel around my body, and using another to scrunch my now wet, curly hair.
I walked back into my room and went to my closet picking my outfit for today. Jean mini shorts, and a white tank. Concords? I think yes. After getting dressed I grabbed my phone and walked out my room making my way to the kitchen.
I got a blueberry muffin, and went into the living room. I found my roommate sitting on the couch watching tv. "Morning peaches" I said sitting on the love seat. "hey boo" he said. Yes he's gay. "where were you last night?" he started "you came in all late". I shook my head thinking about last nights events.
I explained to him everything that happened, from me on stage to Issa dropping me off. "so this bitch tried to RAPE you" he said fully interested. I nodded. "yup and had the nerve to slap me in my damn face" I said turning to the side showing him the scar I didnt bother to cover up.
"mhm this Disney channel bitch gon' get fucked up. BET." he said "nah its cool dont even trip." I said sitting back on the couch. "he aint even worth all that." I began "he was drunk, and you know how that liquid courage be having niggas wildin. he aint bout that life" I ended. Which was true, I could tell Roshon isn't that kind of guy. He was drunk as hell. So I aint really that pressed, but dont get me wrong im still pissed off.
"girl you betta than me, 'cause I would have that muthafucka delt with" he replied. I laughed. "peaches you crazy" My phone rang, I didnt recongized the number so I just answered it.
"Hello?" I answered.
"depends. whos this?"
"Oh, well yeah its me, wassup?"
"I was wondering if you would like to come to breakfast with me? my treat."
I thought about it for a minute. "uhh I dont know, give me a minute and i'll call you back ok?"
"um aight" he said sounding a little disappointed. I hung up the phone.
Peaches was giving me a look. "what?" I asked "was that iiiiissssaaa" he dragged out. gosh he is so gay sometimes. Pun intended.
"yessss" I copied. "well, what he say?" he asked. "he wants to take me to breakfast" I admitted. "aw thats nice, you should go"
"I would love to but I cant"
"I gotta pick up Nami today"
Namiko is my daughter, Nami for short. I named her after my grandmother. She's 5 years old. Right now she's at my aunts house.
"take her with you" he said. Good idea. I called Issa.
"Hey its me. um I'd love to go to breakfast, but im bringing a guest"
"and who might this guest be?"
he laughed. "aight, meet me at Geno's. 30 mins?"
"see you there" I clicked end.
I got up off the couch and grabbed my car keys from the table, saying bye to peaches and walked out the door.
I pulled up to my aunts house, she lived like 3 blocks away. I got out and walked up on her porch ringing the door bell.
As I waited for her to answer I noticed her nosey ass neighbor staring at me. "Hey Mrs. Johnson. like what you see?" I said pushing my cleavage up at her. She made a disgusted face and swatted her hand at me.
"old bitter bitch" I said to myself turning my attention back on the door. I began ringing the doorbell over and over again. Until the door swung open.
"girl get the hell off my doorbell" My aunt said. I rolled my eyes. "Wheres my daughter?" I asked bluntly getting straight to the point. "cant say good morning?" she asked in a irritated tone. "no" I said just the same.
Me and my aunt had a love/hate relationship. I hate her, she hates me. But we both love Nami, and Nami loves us. So we're more like Frenimies. She watches her over night on the nights that I work, that is if Peaches is busy. And she dont charge me anything, so thats good. I still throw her a couple bucks sometimes though.
"You just like yo' rude ass momma" she declared. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever Deena. just get my daughter so I can go"