Chapter Thirteen
662 Words
Kamilla p.o.v
"You and Rodney are what?!" My daddy asked yelling
We all was at dinner. Me, my daddy, his girlfriend or whatever, Rodney, my brother and his girl, Hannah, and Kane. Me and Rodney were official and I wanted to tell my family.
"A couple daddy" I said looking at him
"Y'all ain't go be no couple Kamilla!" He yelled
"Yes we fuckin' are! You can't control my love life! I am a grown adult!" I yelled
Then I felt a sting on my face and I flew halfway across the room.
"Christopher!" His girlfriend yelled
"Aye! What the hell is wrong with you!" Rodney yelled
"You got me f****d up man! Ain't no nigga go touch my sister blood or not!" Khalid yelled
Rodney helped me up and I was still holding my cheek crying.
"I hate you so damn much! No wonder mama left you! You just came in my life a few years ago and you do this to me! I don't even know why my grandma told you about me!" I yelled
"Yo grandma told me because yo mama wanted you to know! Yo mama knew she was go die so she wrote it in her damn will! I don't even know why I met with you! Soon as I seen yo fat ass I knew you wasn't mines! None of my kids are fat! Look at Hannah and Khalid!" He yelled back
I walked out of the dining room and went to my car with Rodney on my tail. Yea that s**t hurt me to the core because nobody haven't called me fat in a long time not even in prison. Soon as you start loving yourself somebody ruins it for you then you start believing you are fat and not thick or have curves.
I got in the car and Rodney got in and started driving.
How in the hell my mama knew she was going to die? I gotta talk to my grandma about this, my family got too many damn secrets.
I didn't realize we was home until Rodney was standing in front of me. I got out of the car and went straight to my room locking the door. I went to the bathroom and seen I had the biggest hand print on my face.
I got out of my clothes and put on a white tank top, some black pajama shorts, and some puppy dog socks. I put my hair in a ponytail and went to go lay down.
I swear I hate that damn bastard.
Dreya p.o.v
"Kamilla open up the door!" I yelled banging on her bedroom door
Kamilla been up in this room for a week. She hasn't been eating, she hasn't even talked to the kids, all she do is play Hozier- Take me to church and lay in her bed.
"Dreya you know she not about to come out of that room" Khalid said
"Have y'all daddy talked to her?" I asked
"Nahh" Khalid said
I sighed then got a bobby pin then started picking the door.
"What you doin?" Rodney asked
"Something y'all should've did a long time ago" I said
I got the door unlocked and slipped in without tweedle dee and tweedle dumb. I locked the door back and walked over to Kamilla.
"Kami" I said
"Leave me alone Dreya" She mumbled
I sighed. f**k this s**t, she know damn well if her mama was alive she would've beat the s**t out of her daddy and would've been telling Kamilla she is beautiful on the inside and outside.
I pulled the covers off of her.
"What the f**k Dreya!" She yelled
"Get yo ass up Kamilla Sasha Hanes! Now before I throw some water on yo ass!" I yelled
She gave me her b***h face and got out of the bed.
"Now go get in the shower and get dressed we going somewhere important" I said
And with that I left her room.
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