i'm laying on top of aaliyah while her nails scratches the back of my neck.

i'm so close to falling asleep it feels so good.

"you're old" she randomly say

"i'm only 26" i say rolling my eyes

"pushing thirty" she laugh

"you're 23,you'll be thirty soon too" i say

"but you're more closer. couldn't be me" she say

"fuck you" i roll my eyes

she doesn't say anything but suddenly pushes me off her harshly. i hit the end of the bed hard and she gets out of bed and head out the room.

what did i do?

i get up and follow behind her. she heads downstairs and i follow right behind her.

"why are you following me?" she asks me

"cause i can. i don't like how you pushed me" i say

"i didn't even mean to be harsh i just got an impulsive decision to make food" she say

"what are you making?" i ask before turning her face towards me

she looks down at me with a look that immediately makes me let go of her face.

"chicken bacon ranch pasta" she say

suddenly i hear kourtney crying and i head upstairs. i go to her room to see her standing in her crib.

as soon as she sees me she stops crying. that child is crazy.

i pick her up and her hands grip my hair immediately. she giggles as i try to get my hair out of tight grip.

no reason for baby grips to be that tight.

"kourtney!!" i roll my eyes

suddenly her hand comes in contact with my face. "oh hell no" i say before walking as fast as i can downstairs

"here,take your bad ass baby" i say sitting kourtney down on the counter

"if you don't get kourtney out this damn kitchen" aaliyah say

"she slapped me!" i say

kourtney gives me a side eye before beginning to crawl around on the counter.

"why would you sit her down on the counter billie?" she asks as kourtney grabs a spoon

she stops crawling and sits there playing with the spoon.

"she's disrespectful" i say

"she's a baby"

"she's one!!" i say gasping. she always taking kourtney side. kourtney got some teeth in looking like a shark.

"you bitch" kourtney say

aaliyah and i turned our heads so fast. that's not kourtney's first words at all but we never use this type of language around her...i mean i have...don't tell aaliyah though.

"what did you say?" aaliyah asks her

"bitch!" she giggles "bitch!bitch! bitch!"

"billie." aaliyah turns her head to look at me

suddenly i'm thirsty. i open the refrigerator grabbing a caprisun. yes i still drink these at my grown age,how about you mind your business.

"yes?" i ask knowing damn well i'm in trouble

"have you been cussing around her?" she asks

"maybe once...twice...three times probably?" i say knowing damn well i cuss all the time

"don't cuss around her again" she roll her eyes

why she trying to act so disciplinary? she know damn well she's going to be a cool parent

"yeah sure" i say knowing i'm not finna listen to her

"mother fucker" kourtney giggles

"don't say that kourtney,that's a bad word" aaliyah say

"no!"

"did you just tel me no? billie did you hear that?"

"she's a baby let her be" i say

"yes i baby" kourtney laugh

that bitch get on my fucking nerves. i'm a whole baby,let me cuss in peace you dumb bitch.

i don't even know what these words mean. i look at the spoon in my hand before throwing it at my mommy.

she turns around and looks at me before grabbing me. i kick my tiny feet against her as she walks over to the living room.

she get some pillows off the couch and put it down on the floor with me. i sit there as i watch her walk back to the kitchen.

suddenly the song bad habit starts blasting in the kitchen. this is so embarrassing.

i hear smacking. if she's eating something she need to stop being so damn loud and have some decor.

i turn my head looking towards the kitchen to see my mommy and mama kissing. that's so disgusting.

they should be ashamed to be honest. that is not cute.

i turn my head away from them and look over at this book on the shelf. i stand up and walk a few steps over to the book before falling over.

i stand up again and push the book off the shelf. i sit down and open the book up. i grip some pages and rip them out.

ouu this is fun.

ten minutes later i'm sitting in a pile of ripped up paper and the book sitting beside me. mama comes out the kitchen and when she see's me her face goes straight into concern.

"um...fuck!" she say

"what happened?" mommy asks

"kourtney may or may not have ripped up the book you just got on tarot card readings" she say

my mommy didn't say anything. it was too quiet. that's how i could tell she was mad.

i didn't mean to make her mad.

mama comes and takes the papers away from me while i sit there in confusion.

mommy comes out the kitchen and she just grabs me. she puts me in the high chair and i begin crying.

"it's okay,i'm not mad at you i promise you" she say

i still couldn't stop crying.

"mistakes happen kourtney,it's fine" she say

she kiss my forehead before heading upstairs. she comes back down with my favorite stuffed animal.

i stop crying and smile as she pass it to me.

"i'll buy you another" mama tell mommy

"it's fine,i'll just get it" she say

"are you sure?"

"yeah i'm sure" she say before they kiss

nobody wanna see that....

the food cooking smells so good. i hope they let me have a little.