I get up getting ready for school. I dressed in something cute since I was in a good mood.
Going downstairs to everyone up and getting ready to leave.
"Baby Corey is going to have to take you to school today ok. Your father and I are running late." Momma said grabbing her purse with Daddy behind her rushing out the door.
Corey looks at me. I looked away and walked in the kitchen and grabbed a pop tart. "Damn you said not one thing to me since I got here?"
I continued to ignore. I went upstairs and grabbed my Backpack and waited on him to take me to school.
On the way to school it was quite as it should.
"Still tryna drown yourself?" He said.
I look at him and glare. "Still don't know how to use a condom?"
"Whatever Nova. All that I'm depressed and I can't get this out my head shit I getting old. Just say it your doing it on purpose."
"You don't know what it's like to be depressed and talking to a suicidal person like that makes them feel worse about themselves."
"But your not. You do to the Because you know I'm the favorite child."
"Your not." I said.
"I'm not? Oh ok. That's not what Momma and Pops said last night after so called anxiety attack you had."
"No they didn't." I said.
"Ight believe what you want. I'm telling you that's what they said."
He pulls up at my school I get out and slammed the door.
I walked inside the school. I spotted Isaiah leaning up against the lockers looking at everyone like always. I walked towards him and forced a smile on my face.
He bit down on his bottom lip smiling. "What?" I asked.
"Nothing. You flossin I see." He said.