𝐤𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐞 𝐣. 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐬
𝙽𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁 || 𝙱𝙰𝚃𝙾𝙽 𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙴, 𝙻𝙰.
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I laid in my bed under the covers as Neno sat on the edge of my bed, yelling at the video game he had hooked up to my tv. I had been sleep pretty much the entire time he was here, he made me hella sleepy and I don't know why.
I yawned and he immediately turned the game off.
"Did I wake you up? My bad if I did.."
"You were loud as hell, but nah you didn't." I sat up.
"You been sleep this whole time. You cool?" He asked me and I just nodded, using my fingers as a comb to fix my hair.
It was a lot going on to be honest. My dad still wasn't talking to me because of the Kha situation and my mother was still rotting her life away. I had come to terms with the fact that my mother was just going to lay there and die, but my father not talking to me really bothered me.
We always had a close relationship and never gave each other the silent treatment, ever in my seventeen years of living.
"I'm cool, it's just some family shit."
"I know all about chaotic family shit. You wanna talk?"
"I mean, it's just my mother. Then my dad got mad at me because I was smoking in here with Kha—"
"Pause, you smoke?" He looked shocked as hell.
"Yes.."
I've only done it twice in my life so..
"My fault continue yo' story."
"So that was the day before we went to the aquarium when that all went down. Then, when I got back home he took my door off the hinges and went through my dressers to check and make sure I didn't have anymore weed." I sighed.
Even though I had a close relationship with my parents their entire life they had been strict. But they had never done anything like take my door off, go through my personal shit. They were more so strict on my grades and making sure that my head was on straight. So what my dad had done really angered me.
"What the hell? Did he say anything to you when you got home?"
"Nothing at all, he won't talk to me. And I have a really close relationship with my dad usually so this is hurting me. Then my mom is still just in her room dying." I shrugged.
"Not to defend him or make it sound like he's doing the right thing, but he might be acting different because of your mom too. If her behavior is affecting you how do you think he feels about it?"
"He's a grown ass man though. He probably feels the same way that I do but he doesn't get to act out and change up on me because he's hurt. That's for teenagers, he's pushing fifty."
"That's true, I don't know what to tell you. It'll pass and he'll realize what he did was wrong and apologize to you." He hugged me.
"You smell good today, this not the perfume from last time what is this?" He sniffed my neck causing me to push him playfully.
"I don't have nothing on but cocoa butter."
"Best smelling cocoa butter," He laughed and laid his head on my shoulder. "But about that family shit, it'll all sort itself out. I believe in God, I think you should pray about it. We can together if you want."
He believes in the word of the Lord? Yea, imma marry him.
"Yes, please." I said and he held my hand.
"Dear Jesus, we lift each and every one of our troubles to you for you to handle. We pray for Mrs. Samuels, for her to fight back and beat her cancer. We pray for the entire family as they deal with the effects of that differently. I pray that you cover Kacie in healing and strength as she deals with a tough time. In your name, Amen."
"Amen."
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"You grew up in the church or something?" I asked as I made two sandwiches for the both of us.
Neno had been over here all day and I was really enjoying his company. My mom stayed upstairs so I didn't have to worry about her but I only had a couple more hours before my dad got home. Last thing he needed to see was this.
"I spent a lot of time around my grandma when I was younger. She would make us pray before we ate, before we went to sleep, and a short one when we woke up in the morning. So that's where I got it from."
"My parents real religious. They use to have me at church singing the choir and praise dancing. Knowing good and well I can't sing nor dance." I laughed, handing him his sandwich.
"Thank you," He took a bite out of it before responding. "If it weren't for my grandma I don't know where I would be."
"Is she still alive?" I asked as I ate my sandwich.
"She passed away when I was seven from kidney failure. Been stuck with my crackhead of a mother ever since.."
"That's why I said I know all about chaotic family shit. I was seven raising two kids. Then when I was thirteen my mama turned around and popped out twins. I been raising them too, but she pops up here and there."
I would've kilt myself. You're a kid yourself and have to be responsible for four other kids? I don't see how he does it.
"You strong as hell for committing to do that."
"I love em' and I didn't want us split up due to foster care so I just took care of them and when social services come I make her sound like a good mother."
"What about when you go off to college? Aren't you planning to play basketball in college?" I asked, looking down at his plate seeing that his sandwich was finished.
I couldn't cook but I could make the fuck out of a sandwich or some noodles.
"I don't know honestly. Cause I do wanna play ball in college and I been getting offers and shit so."
"The best advice that I could give you is to follow your dream, as corny as it sounds. Life will work itself out, the kids will be fine, think about your future and your life." I said.
"Easier said than done but imma see." He shrugged and look at me. "Give me a kiss."
I gave him a quick peck and he looked at me with a mean mug, "That childish ass peck. Give me a real kiss."
"I don't know where yo' lips been for me to be sticking my tongue in your mouth and shit." I scrunched my face up.
"You had it in my mouth at the aquarium—"
"You did that, not me." I shrugged. "If we're being real you're actually my first kiss. So I didn't know what to do."
"First kiss?" His eyes widened. "You never been in a relationship?"
"Nope, inexperienced as hell. Please tell me you still like me. I know that we old and shit so I should be experienced but—"
"It's all good. I don't care about that shit I'm just surprised." He chuckled before giving me a kiss on my forehead. "Imma get going."
"Be safe."
"I will be. And oh, one of these days you should come over my place. Meet my crazy ass siblings and shit."
"Whenever you want me to I will." I smiled.
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