Influence by You

Chapter Three

I sat on the bed watching her, listening to them talking as they moved closer to my room. Why does she even do that? This is the whole reason why I don't like her because she keeps pitying me. "Why?" i asked causing her to turned around and looked me in the eye

"Mi tell yuh already because you a mi sister and mi want we fi put our differences aside" she explained, and that makes me feel even more pity and I hate it, I feel to just chase her out but it would cause problems.

"Yeah, we are sisters but why do you have to hide and speak to me,ohh I know why because you don't want to lose your mother's love while I am here sitting down watching a good mother and daughter relationship" I said to her in a passive aggressive tone.

She stared at me with a disappointed face. "why that sounded as if your jealous and carry hates toward because i get more favor" she said, trying to read me but she's not wrong, i laughed a little and just looked at her " isn't it obvious cause which child doesn't wants a motherly love, your older and i am the youngest but she hates me, why?" As I said that, she lower head as if she was overthinking something and I didn't wrong her.

"I have no control over the way mommy treats you and of course I don't know why she doesn't like you," she said, rubbing her palm over her head as if I was stressing her out. Girl, I ain't giving you problems.

"i know you don't but all i ever asked for is stop pity me, i have been baring it for a longer time now so stop, it makes me hates you even more" i said, getting up off the bed and open my drawer and takes out a sweat pants, i normally sleepin.

"Mora, I do care about you but I am giving you your space but first let me wish you a happy birthday on the 4 of December and be careful, watch your back" she said leaving my room, leaving speechless cause it's as if she is warning me of something. sigh why these people won't stop pestering me,i have been holding my emotions in a long time.

I grab up my clothes and walk to the bathroom. No, I don't have my own bathroom. I use the same bathroom everyone else uses except for my mother, she has a whole space for herself. I take a shower, dried my body, look in the mirror, see how sexy i am, my hips are but my body is small and tiny,i put on my under piece then my sweat pants and a T-shirt, i dried up back the bathroom and leave the bathroom to my room and lock the door complete,so no one comes in my room at night. I am glad that my grandma helped me and bought a new lock so they can't come into my room and take what they want.

I lay down on my bed and stared at the ceiling wondering what I was gonna do, when things came crashing down on me. should i even take my sister warning, sometimes i hate that she is my sister and kim is my mother because i don't feel like i have a family here, i don't belong here, no matter how hard you look at it because kim can't even look me in the eye for too long else she gonna wanted to kill me. Do y'all feel as if she didn't try to kill me once or twice but here I am trying to get them to love me but hate it that my sister is pitying me, I don't need her to feel sorry for me.

sigh

I turned on my side as I let out a long sigh, just then I spotted the box I got from my grandma. Should I look now or open it tomorrow? If I remember right now I want to sleep...

The next morning...

knock knock knock

I woke up to someone breaking down my door, why the people here won't go about their business.

"yess!" i shouted

"little gyal pickney, nuh make me broke down deh door here, you know today a saturaday nuh make me aff tell you to clean the whole house and yard and make by the time mi come back me have dinner fi me family them," kim answered, in a loud anger voice, so if i did open the door she shot me a slap in my face. she said that and left, leaving me no choice but to get up. Bro a wake them wake me up, frighten me out of my sleep, now my head is killing me now.

I drag myself off the bed and walk to the bathroom, use the toilet and let out my urine, then I brush my teeth and wash my face, just then I think about going to make breakfast for myself.

I did just that, I made toast bread with butter, fried egg, burger and mashed pear with black pepper. I boil a cup of water and make chocolate tea for myself and just then I see my sister walking in the kitchen.

She stared at my sandwich then up at me, but what's not this, is it my sandwich she wants or the plate?

“A waam” I said, taking her back to reality.

“Mek one fi mi nuh please pretty please” she asked me, I don't wanna do this. I push my plate to her and make another one for myself. I go to the living room and sit in the chair, place my cup of tea on the floor. I power on the TV cause this is the only time I can use the TV in this house.

I went on YouTube and searched for an African house comedy, it's my best type of video to watch when I get the chance.

A couple minutes passed and I finished eat. Now it's time to start cleaning this house. I get up and carry my plate and cup to the kitchen. I make sure to wash it back up so when I am ready to cook, not too many plates are dirty.

Mmm, where is the broom now, me walk to the back room behind the kitchen and take out the broom and start cleaning from my room, it wasn't dirty as you think just few clothes need take up from the chair and put in my basket, and sweep off the tile floor as I exit my room i see my sister sweeping out her mother room. I didn't pay her any mind and continued cleaning, after I swept off the floor I grabbed the mop ready, the mop ready to wipe off the floor but Azora came and grabbed the bucket from me along with the mop…