Chapter 20: Family
I woke up with Lance arms draped over me
That made my heart skip a beat
And AnnaLisa laying on my other side under my arm.
"What you thinking bout Lani?"
Lance puts his face in the crook of my neck
"Nothing," I say holding his hand
"Liar."
Lance mumbles against my neck making me laugh
I missed this
missed him
Only the Lord knows
I heard a knock at the door which made me look confused.
"I'll get it."
"Who is that?"
Lance shrugged his shoulders because he didn't know
I nodded and sat up a little
Lance grabbed the gun that was in his drawer
Now my heart pounded out of place
I ain't even know he had a gun
And I wasn't gonna question nothing right now like those stupid girls in movies
Even though I was scared.
I kept quiet and held AnnaLisa close as Lance left the room
I hope Lance didn't have people looking for him
I hope he didn't do anything crazy
I sure as hell hope it ain't the cops.
"Lani come here!"
I hopped up and was careful of my stomach
I really ain't care that I had a scarf on, sports bra, and sweats.
Going to the steps I almost fell
My knees went weak
I thought I was gonna pass out
Then the man who I stared at smiled which had tears coming down my face
It was real
"Baby girl don't cry."
I still cried not moving from my position
I watched closely as my father came up the steps
I felt his arms wrap around mine and I had my face in his chest
"Stop crying Lay."
I tried to stop but I missed my father so much
Last time he hugged me like this I was a little girl
Now I'm much older and about to have a baby
And I've been through so much that wouldn't of happened if my father was here
"I missed you daddy."
"I missed you more than you Lay," he kissed my forehead
I felt his face knowing it was real and he laughed looking in my eyes
Then wiped my tears with his thumb
I could only cry harder and put my face back into his chest
Balling
I missed him so much
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