I didn't want to spend the entire dance turned away from him so I spun around and started working it from the front. We were dancing so close that there was barely even any space between us. I was feeling Kwame so much and was so glad I pulled him out on the dance floor for the dance he wanted. Usually I wouldn't have been so bold but I just couldn't help it. I was too focused on him to even realize a female had rolled up on us and started going off.
"Yo, who the fuck is this bitch Kwame?" The female asked as she pointed in his face.
"Charmaine, what the hell are you doing here?"
"Naw, I asked you a fucking question. Who is this bitch Kwame? So you went through hell and high water to keep my ass at home so you can be hugged up on this bitch? Umm why you're staring at me your eyes are not failing you. I am his girlfriend." This girl said as she tried to approach me but Kwame held his arms out and held her back. My girl Tameeka was right by my side tugging at my arm.
"Look I already called Ahmad. Let's go. Ain't nobody fucking ‘round with Charmaine tonight. That bitch is crazy as a bed bug. Come on."
Tameeka ushered me through the party and then in two minutes flat we were outside of the party and Ahmad said he was right around the corner.
"Girl, so that's his baby momma?"
"Yes girl. His crazy, deranged baby momma. If I had to say something negative about Kwame it would be that crazy baby mother of his."
"Do you think they're still together? She was saying she was his girlfriend."
"As far as I know they're not together like that but let Charmaine's delusional ass tell it and she will have you thinking that they going to the justice and peace tomorrow."
"Wow. I definitely wasn't expecting that but regardless I still got my dance."
"Kyhanna you did that. Ol' boy was feeling yo ass heavy. I won't be surprised if he start chasing you now. I can tell he likes you for real."
"I guess that's cute but I just don't know about that situation he got in there."
"If I was you I wouldn't even worry about it."
"I'm gonna try not to. A part of me don't want to get involved with him though."
"I feel you but just see how everything plays out. You never know what can happen."
Ahmad pulled up in front of Marquis house and we hopped in his ride and was ghost before anyone else came out of the party.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket thinking the message I had just received was from Kwame but in turn it was from the thorn in my side.
Kyhanna if that's the nigga you wanna choose then so be it but tonight was just a little preview of what type of nigga you dealing with.
I immediately hit him back with, Do me a favor and lose my number.
When Ahmad came closer to the townhouse where I lived with my mom and little brother I was surprised to see there wasn't any lights on which was unusual because at this time in the evening all the lights were on and I would either hear my mother blasting her music or see my little brother sitting outside on our stoop talking with his friends about a whole bunch of nothing but there was none of that. I walked up the short walk way and up the steps to the front door. I went to use my key to unlock the door but when I grabbed the handle to insert my house key, the door slid open.
"Ma, Tahj … where y'all at?" I called out as I flicked on the light in the living room. The living room looked like a tornado hit it. There was shit thrown around everywhere as if someone had ransacked the place. The smell of cigarette smoke was potent in the air. It had been so strong I knew my mother literally smoked her entire pack of Newports. I knew there was more to what was stressing her than she had told me. Usually, she would stress over not having enough money to cover the minimal bills we had but something in the air felt different. Something felt super strange and I couldn't quite put my finger on it but I knew something had been off. I called their names again only to be met with the same exact silence. As I walked around from room to room it had been apparent that the entire house had been ran through and our things just thrown around wherever the intruders saw fit. I couldn't believe that someone had run up in our house while we were gone. My only question was if someone had broken in our townhouse then where the hell was my mom and Tahj at?
I walked up the steps and to the right where my room was and to my surprise my room had remained untouched. I don't blame them. I wouldn't want the shit that I had in my room except for my clothes. I had stolen enough clothes to house a small clothing boutique and I always stayed fly even if I had to take everything I had on my back. I walked to my closet and opened it to reveal my clothes still were in there hung up neatly on hangers. I found that to be strange because anyone with good taste would be able to take the clothes that were in my closet and sell them for money and the way our house was trashed it probably was a dope fiend move to score some fast cash. I'm sad to admit it but it happened a few times and some of my mother's no good friends were actually the culprits behind such foolishness.
I decided to go to Tahj's room and see the damage they had done and his room was a complete wreck. His clothes were gone. There were hangers scattered all over the floor. His toys were thrown everywhere. Going to my mother's room revealed the same type of scenario. I grew so confused as I walked around the empty house trying to piece what was going on together. I walked in the kitchen and found a white piece of notebook paper that seemed to have my mother's hand writing on it. I picked it up and it had actually been addressed to me.
Kyhanna,
There's no easy way to say this shit but I just have to tell you anyway. The situation I'm in is fucked up to say the least. I owe Zeke a lot of money and my options are to pay up or be killed and since I don't have the money and I don't want to die then my ass needs to get gone and disappear and that's what your brother and I are doing … we are disappearing. I'm sending your brother to stay with Aunt Maxine in Chicago and I'm going somewhere where no one will know my name and I can start over. I need to totally disappear. I know this is so fucked up but I have thought long and hard about this and this seems to be the only solution to this problem. I tried to wait until you got out of school but since you didn't come home a bitch had to do what a bitch had to do. As far as you're concerned I hope you understand why I had to leave you behind but you're a smart girl and I know that you'll be able to hold your own out here. I know you'll be able to use that brain of yours to figure something out. You remind me so much of your older brother so I know you'll be straight.
If we never speak again know that I love you and I'm sorry.
"What the fuck? Are you kidding me?" I screamed out as I balled up the piece of paper and stuffed it inside my pocket. So my mother had just disappeared into thin air with my little brother without any regard for me. I was so pissed after I read that letter that I didn't know what to do or how to feel. My mother had always put me in the most compromising situations.
At that point whatever wasn't already torn up I ended up tearing up myself. I flipped the kitchen table and threw whatever I could to express my emotions in that moment. I didn't have a true fucking mother because if I did she wouldn't do me like this. When I came to my senses my eyes were bloodshot red from my continual tears and I was breathing like I had just ran a mile around the neighborhood.
Since my mother was on the run from Zeke then that meant I definitely couldn't stay there. Zeke was the type of nigga that would completely interrupt your life until you paid him what you owed him. He would stop at nothing to collect his money. I definitely didn't want any problems with his diabolical ass so I jogged up my steps and pulled my duffel bag out of my closet.
I stuffed whatever clothes I could fit inside my bag, grabbed a couple pair of shoes and was out of the house in fifteen minutes. I draped the strap of my duffel bag across my chest and started walking. The messed up part about it was I didn't have a clue as to where in the hell I was going but I continued to walk anyway. I called Tameeka to see if I could crash at her crib for the night and her and Ahmad ended up coming back to my house to pick me up.
"Shit." I exclaimed loudly as I took one last look at our townhouse. I knew once I left our house that I would never be coming back. It wouldn't take long for people in our apartment complex to realize that we didn't live there anymore and come in and help themselves to all our things. With Zeke combing around town for my mother there was no way in hell that I would be caught living here when he knew where we lived and wouldn't hesitate to show up again.