《Open Wounds》1. " Fighting? Again?"
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I mugged his ugly wrinkly white ass as I crossed my arm against my chest that he kept staring at by the way " as I said I wouldn't have beat ha ass if she kept it cute" I shrugged sitting back in my seat
As
I was bored of this conversation as he started to lecture me. So I do what I do best and Zoned out and got lost in my thoughts
I want a pink taser.. maybe Sincere will get me one
This office smell like a mfs earring back
I'm bored. I should've knocked that hoe head in some more
I was currently in the principal's office because I beat this pigeon head bitch Audrey in her shit because she was talking out her neck about certain shit that didn't even concern her
" Ms. Johnson are you listening?"
" Nah" I honestly told him
" excuse me?" He raised his eyebrow questioning what I said
" obviously she said nah. Love go get yo shit now."
I sighed looking at my uncle Sincere before grabbing my backpack heading towards my locker. He gonna tear me a new one. This is the fifth time I have been called into the office for fighting... this semester
I was packing my things when Aiden came to talk to me. Aiden was the biggest perv and flirt of Reagan high. I didn't have friends in this place. Place was literally hell on earth
" you beat ol girl up I wanna know if you can beat my dick the same"
I didn't even say nothing cause I could feel my uncle's presence already " get the fuck."
I lowly chuckled as Aiden practically hopped away.
" fighting ? Again?"
I shrugged my shoulders grabbing more things out
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"Did you beat her ass at least?" I gave him a look like 'really nigga come on now'
"unc.."
"Yea I'm knowing ... but yea they dead expelled you tho"
I wasn't shocked Principal Adams said I had one more time to be in his office this semester for fighting and I was done for. Again I shrugged I really didn't care
It is what it is.
Putting the rest of my shit in the bag leaving the textbooks and everything that belonged to the school I looked at my uncle "what now ?"
He sighed running his hands down his face " we gon have a real talk later. I'm going to find you a new school to go to. Probably start next week. Right now let's just go pick up Zion early from daycare and head home.
I nodded my head at him putting my headphones in as I walked out the building and into his car parked out front.
We made our way to Horizon Daycare. I waited in the car because I really didn't feel like going in to check him out.
They both came back into the car. I guess we picked him up during his nap time because he was still knocked out when uncle sincere put him in his car seat.
" where you wanna eat Love ?"
I shrugged putting my headphones in and turning up the volume " don't matter"
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" that's why I'm telling you I don't know what to do fool. This her what third school she been kicked out of and she just a sophmore."
I was on the phone with my close friend Kinzley explaining to her what happened now " you want me to talk to her again?"
"No offense Kinz. It don't look like you talking to ha helping no way"
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"Maybe it's time to find her some professional help then. Like a real therapist Sincere"
I scrunched my face up at the word therapists. All I could think of was a bougie white woman judging my niece and what she going through. "Yea no we good... don't need no bougie white Mf all in our business"
She shook her head laughing "then find a black one or another POC until you find one she's comfortable with duh" I nodded taking in to consideration what she was saying
"I'll think about it and discuss it with her"
"Alright fool. I'm gonna go get some dick bye ugly"
I didn't even respond to her ass just hanged up the phone "see no"
Me and Kinz been friends since the sandbox she was a couple years younger then me but we was cool she was fr the home girl. We never messed around like "bsf" she was there for me I was there for her. She's the sister I always wanted.
I walked towards Zion room seeing him still taking a nap so I closed the door quietly moving to Love's room. Knocking on the door I waited for her to answer but no answer came.
The last time that happened I found her trying to cut herself so deep she probably would have left us that day. so I had made a key to her room whenever she took to long but I left it downstairs in the office
I was getting ready to break down the door when she came and opened it "yea unc?"
I was scanning her body for any fresh cut marks but she had a long sleeve shirt on with sweats hiding herself under the clothing
I squinted my eyes at her smelling the room " u smoking?"
She tilted her head away from me refusing to look me in my eyes " nah"
"Shit not even loud. Told you to do it in the garage or the back porch. Ion want yo brother smelling that shit"
She nodded " can you go now orrr.. " I moved passed her sitting in her desk chair " I guess not"
" I'm thinking of getting you a therapist.... and it might take awhile to find someone you fr feeling comfortable with but I think we should give it a try"
She shrugged her shoulders uninterested " whatever you want "
I nodded internally sighing cause I dead had no clue what I was gon do if this shit don't work " aight. Now go head bout yo business and stop locking yo door"
She rolled her eyes as I was walking out
" roll them again Love I'll knock em out"
I walked out seeing Zion up from his nap looking around confused " wasshappenin lil man"
"Da?" Still searching for his father
I sighed picking him up " come on lil man let's get you something to eat"
He put his head on my shoulders and softly cried
I wanted to cry too.
I wanted to scream
to punch some shit
to let out the anger I felt
But I couldn't
ain't got no time for that
I Have to keep pushing for us all
If not
I'm sure to break.
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Yes I discontinued and decided to use face claims from there for this one
but welcome to the new book everyone hope you guys enjoy
Sorry for any grammatical errors
Fran ❤️
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