After driving like a mad man through the streets of Michigan, nearly crashing into an elderly . Dodging two police cars . It's been crazy .

When I got to the hospital , I nearly choked the receptionist when she gave me an attitude , when I asked for my mother's room .

I got to her room in a breeze . When I got there she was awake and smiling weakly at me .

The doctor said she got overwhelmed which caused her to hyperventilate. She fainted due to lack of oxygen.

She got discharged because it was nothing serious . When we got to the house , Beth had to go , so I made momma dinner and then tucked her to bed .

And with that I went to bed too. Sleep came easy for me since I was exhausted . This time there is no beeping to wake me .

I know my alarm annoys momma so much , so I had to switch it off . When I wake up it's now nine am . Two hours late.

I throw on some sweats I had left in the house before I moved out and my tshirt from college.

I walts down the stairs and immediately the ivory coloured walls engulf me in a hug . Pictures of my parents hang on the walls .

One catches my eye . They both look very young , the background is at the fair and their two pale faces are grinning goofily at me . I look alot like dad , but with my mothers toned skin .

My grandfather was African American and my grandmother was white. My mother is now coloured and since my father was white, the melanin from my mothers skin did not extend to me .

When I get to the beautiful yellow and grey kitchen , I hear my mother's soft voice humming a familiar tune . My lullaby.

She's made breakfast. And she's playing it now . I got my cooking skills from my mother and me being on time everyday . My mother doesn't even use an alarm , she says she feels it when it's time to wake up. And she spread this motto to me that made me such a good timekeeper .

A tardy lady is an untidy lady.

So I never wanted to be late ever in my life . I walk in the kitchen she looks up then smiles a guilty , toothy smile . She knows she's not supposed to be up .

"Good morning baby. " she says .

"Morning Momma , now I know that I told you not to wake up early . Oh my gawd , momma you cleaned up? Why you're supposed to be resting ." I scold her .

" Oh hush Cassandra , whose the momma here?" She playfully glares .

"Are you feeling okay?" I ask her . She nods and then pushes the plate of pancakes and bacon to me . I begin eating , I notice she's put an extra dish out . Before I can ask who it's for. Bethany walks in .

"Good morning Family!!" She sings very loudly and frankly very badly too.

She kisses my Momma's cheek and then goes in for a hug. Then she engulfs me in a suffocating hug too.

Momma excuses herself to get dresses . And Beth gets closer to me . We're like sisters .

"Girl , you will not believe what my man's baby momma did ." She says and then she dives deep into the story .

Even though Beth is a white girl , she was adopted by a black old woman and she's grown up like all of us here . She did not have all those other privileges that we expect her to have .

Her boyfriend is Michael and unfortunately Michael had a child when he was still on high school. Which the mother of the child is Michigan's craziest Keke Johnson.

Keke moved to Michigan as a teenager , she's originally from Detroit . She is so crazy that nobody even messes with her .

" ... and then she dumps Jeremy at our house and goes . But not before demanding that Michael stays with Jeremy next month on his birthday week because she's going on a trip with her boyfriend. " she says , then she looks at me like she wants me to say something.

"Who is the boyfriend?" I ask . One thing about Beth is that when she doesn't like you , she'll gossip about you .

"Girl , I thought you'd never ask . You remember Anna right? Tiffany Hudson's daughter . The one with the huge afro ." She says expectantly. I nod , I remember her .

" Her elder brother , Cody . Keke is going on the trip with Cody. " she says in disgust. Well who wouldn't.

"Cody the walking sex toy?" I ask her . Well everybody knows Cody has had sex with alot of girls around this area .

"Yes , so it leaves us to no imagining what they'll be doing at that trip ." She says annoyingly .

" you know its not that I'm jealous, its just that Michael goes through so much in the arms of that satan . Do you know that the bitch asks for money three times a week ." She says .

" Mike and I know that the money doesn't go to Jeremy since . I'm the one who takes him shopping every month with Mike's money so I know that the money is for Keke's needs to buy new lingerie for her boyfriend ." She says and I chuckle.

"Keke's a butt." I say to her and she chuckles . She doesn't understand why I dont cuss , niether do I honestly.

"Keke's a huge bitch asshole." She says and momma walks down the stairs with a disapproving look.

"Language Bethany."she says in a scolding tone.

"Shouldn't you be preparing to head home ? " momma asks me .

" No , momma . Beth is taking me around to see the fun spots around here . " I say looking at her .

She nods then heads out . Momma is friends with the neighbor Old man James . He's not really that old but yeah that's what we call him .

I quickly put on some jeans and the blouse I was wearing yesterday .

Beth is waiting at the door when I come downstairs .

She drives to a place I have never seen before . She drives like a mad woman I might add. I've been holding on to my seatbelt the entire time . She parks the car on a unfamiliar driveway .

Then she jumps out of the car . I mirror her . The house is light grey in colour , it's a two story house and it looks amazing . If I wasn't rich this would be what my house would look like .

In the front there's a nice porch with two couch like structures .

The lawn is cut in a level manner . Its green and looks fresh . There are a few flowers there .

We walk into the house , we're met by a dining and living . It looks morden with colour pallets that are sweet and gentle . There are alot of house plants , with a white wall full of pictures of Beth and Michael and some their with Jeremy.

The kitchen is connected to the living . And the kitchen looks homey . I hear giggling coming from the kitchen .

"This is mi casa ." She says in Spanish. I chuckle and I nod.

"Its beautiful ." I say to her , it really is . Beth is a neuro surgeon so I see how she affords such and Michael own a local and wellknown mechanic workshop . They are financially stable if not for the whitch that is Keke .

Michael walks out of the kitchen with a big grin and then hugs me then hugs Beth and kisses her cheek . Beth turns bright red .

" Hey Cassiey . Long time no see." He says . He last saw me back in college when I was graduating and that was it .

A little boy that look just like Michael runs into the room with a big grin on his face .

"Aunt Any." He squeals hugging Bethany . And then waving shyly at me . I wave back at him .

We spend the day at Beth and Mike's house, eating ice cream and binge watching spongebob . Its now four PM and I have to be heading home .

Beth drives like a maniac back to mommas house . I'm holding on to dear life . When we get there mom hugs Beth and I and then invites us in .

We spend an hour drinking tea and telling her about our day .

" Well honey , you have to go back to your benjamin life and sleep . You have a two hour drive home ." See when mom calls you rich , she says you live a benjamin life.

"Is she that rich momma?" Beth asks .

" oh she's loaded hunny." Momma says back to Beth.

Ugh I got to go . I get up and I say my goodbyes . Momma hugs me and tells me that she loves me .

The drive home is quiet, in all truth , I miss Bethany . She's good company .

When I get home , I'm surprised to see Jason's car in the driveway. I walk in the house and the first thing I hear is the music blasting through the house .

What could he be doing now. I lazily drop my bag on the couch and then walk up stairs to find the source of the music .

You know when you feel like something is about to happen , something bad . But you just ignore it ? That's how I feel right now .

When I reach the last stair , I see that the music is coming from our bedroom . Maybe he's working out .

I open the door and I say .

"Jason could you turn of the mu-" I'm cut short but what I see happening .

My husband , butt naked like the day he was born . Performing rituals that only married people perform . He's head is turned to the side and all the colour is drained from his face .

His dick is inside some girls vagina . And he's just frozen , looking like a deer caught in head lights .

He reaches to his phone and turns of the music . He's hovering over the girl so I have no idea who it is he's having sex with in our bedroom .

" Baby why did you stop ." A voice I know all too well says.

Her head peeks out from under Jason's chest and her face drains colour too .

Kayla.

Breathe , breath , breath Cassandra . Breath. I chant to myself .

" Cassiey , it's not what -" he tries but I coldly cut him off .

" Get dress and meet me down stairs in five minute , " I manage to say through gritted teeth .

And with that I turn on my heels and head for the stairs .