𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗺

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙭 - 𝘿𝙖 𝙈𝙪𝙙

"She probably just don't want to be bothered by her family." Madison suggested, "We need to stop thinking about negative stuff."

Me and Jada did a little stare at each before I said, "Alright then."

"Beep beep." The girls and I looked in the parking lot.

"Girl get yo ass in the car!" My mama yelled.

"Bye Daij." Madison and Jada waved.

I rolled my eyes before walking over to my mother's car.

"I should have let your ass walked." She said as I entered the car.

"Whatever ma." I rolled my eyes

"Girl don't have no attitude with me." She said taking a puff from her cancer stick.

I ain't even finna run on with her today so I decided to be quiet.

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"Why in here smell like that?" I scrunched my face once I got inside.

"Ask yo drunk ass daddy." Mama spat before scratching herself and then heading to her room.

I looked at my father who was passed out in his Lazy boy with a beer bottle in his hand.

This nigga got in here smelling like vomit and booty cheeks

I shook my head before marching over to him grabbing the beer bottle that was close to dropping out of his hand.

"Don't ya know nothing from me bitch!" My father said before going back to sleep.

"Fuck up." I mumbled before pouring the beer down the kitchen drain.

I sighed before heading to my room and diving into my bed.

I need a nap bruh

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"Daijah bring you ass down here!" I hear my mama yell.

Mmcht I can't never get a good nap in hya.

I fought my bed covers before marching downstairs

"What you need ma?" I said folding my arms.

"Well.." Mama cleared her throat, "We're behind on few bills."

"What that gotta do with me?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"We need money Daijah." My mother sighed.

After that she said that Dad entered the kitchen with an old man besides him.

"Daij this is Mr. Gerald Brown." Dad said, introducing the man who gawked me.

"Hello beautiful lady." He grinned showing his yellow teeth rubbing my shoulder

I looked at both my parents before shaking my head.

"Oh hell nah!" I yelled before standing up and backing away from the three of them.

"Come on Daijah we need the money." My sperm donor gritted.

"Y'all got me fucked up!" I smacked before turning around heading back to my room.

"Since your ass wants to be difficult." My father mumbled followed by a two big blows at the back of my head.

I rubbed my head before dropping face first on the hard tiled floor.

Ma snicker before taking a blow from her cigarette before counting the money Mr. Brown left on the table.

All I remembered was being hiked on the man's shoulder and being carried to my room before blacking out.

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