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November 10th, 𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗒-𝖤𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇
..$ Yasmine $..
𝖇𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖑𝖞𝖓, 𝖓𝖍
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"you tripping for nun. " damion waved me off and i shook my head.

i always have the worst of luck with boys and i be thinking like what is it? is it me? what do i need to change to keep a man?

"yasmine!" my ma stomped through the halls making me roll my eyes.

"yes?" i said as she busted in.

"hey damion. yasmine go to the store for me. " she said.

"for what ma?"

"your baby needs diapers. i'm the grandmother not the mother. you need to take more responsibility!"

"ok. " i huffed. "you coming damion?"

"nah imma stay here. " he laid back.

"you want something?"

"imma text you. "

"ok. "

i got my wristlet and put on my slides and hoodie going out the door.

i went to the nearest dollar general, going in and getting diapers and baby milk. no one really knew about my baby but my baby daddy, damion, my mom and lashae. i was home schooled my whole pregnancy and never told anyone besides them.

"yasmine!" i looked around and seen my old friend nuni.

"hey nuni. " i hugged her.

"heyy girl ian seen you in a while. " she cheesed.

"yea i been out the way just trynna get this money."

"that's good that's good. " she nodded. "you looking mad fire today. "

"so are you. "

"text me sometime. ok?"

"ok bye love. " i hugged her.

i got a text from damion telling me he wanted a philly from new york. new york wasn't that far but i'll just stay in this area. he won't know.

i grabbed the things and paid for them heading to the corner store to order the philly and i went ahead and got a philly for myself. i grabbed 2 arizona's and a bag of plain lays going back to the front to pay.

i ignored the calls i got from the bums and walked back to my car driving off.

i arrived back to the house and went in. i heard knocking and i furrowed my eyebrows when i noticed it wasnt the door.

i put my ear to my moms door hearing moaning come from her room i thought it was one of her men so i minded my business going back to my room. when i seen that damion wasn't in my room my heart dropped.

i attempted to open her door but it was locked. i couldn't decide if i wanted to bang on the door or get my baby and go.

i banged on the door angry as hell but the moaning continued so i went in my room grabbing my gun and started shooting the door. i kicked it open and seen my mom and damion in shock.

"i got a baby with you. " i aimed the gun at both of them. "and you.. you just a filthy whore. "

"put the gun down baby. " my ma wrapped the cover around her.

"take one more step and i'll blow your fucking brains. "

"listen. we got a child together.. he'll go without a father. " he tried walking up to me and i started crying putting the gun in my pocket.

i grabbed my suit case packing as much as i could fit and grabbed my baby's bag putting as much.

i went into my baby's room and grabbed him putting him in his car seat, ignoring my mothers cries.

"don't call my phone nomore. you dead to me. " i said before walking out to see damion on the porch face in his hands.

"yas-"

"you dead to me too. don't call me, don't text me, and don't worry bout yo son. " i opened the back door locking him in.

"my son don't got nothing to do with this what you mean?" he scrunched his face.

"you right but he got something doing with me and you had something to do with me and that had something to do with you. " i shrugged getting in my car as he walked towards it.

"back up." i said calmly locking the door as he beat on my window.

"it was a mistake ! yasmine i'll kill you bout my son! you know this. " he banged on my car and started kicking it.

i backed up fastly running over his foot and called the groupchat.

"hey- you ok?" lashae frowned.

"just caught damion fucking my mother. " i sighed.

"what? nah i'm not hearing you right. " yare shuffled.

"oh you most definitely did. "

"they can't live. they just can't. " she shrugged and lashae agreed.

"that's still my mother. " i pulled into a motel.

"where you at?" shae asked.

"did she say 'that's still my daughter' when she fucked your man?" yare asked calmly and i started second thinking.

"you right. " i nodded.

"ignore my question then. "

"i'm at a motel-"

"come stay with me. my mom wouldn't mind. " yare volunteered.

"no it's ok. i put in a request for an house last week so imma call and see wassup with that. " i got out getting my son.

"who baby?"

"..."

"..."

"mine. "

"whennnn?"

"he's eight months friday. "

"lashae you knew?"

"..."

"..yes. "

"wow. anybody else hiding something?"

"nah that's about it. hey i need a room for 3 weeks at the most. " i told the man.

i paid the dues getting the card from the man and walking down the concrete to get to my room.

"i got a lick. " i broke the silence.

"i've been saving. i think imma sign up for an apartment too and i'm going to get my car sunday." yare said in confidence.

"go you. " i smiled.

"i'm most definitely going to see if my apartment is ready. " lashae said making me remember that she had already been approved. "you and your son will be staying with me. i don't care what you say. "

"it's good i swear." i unpacked my bags.

"aht. you heard me. "

we talked some more and agreed that i would enroll my son in an daycare and let my cousin keep him whenever.

BD . would like to FaceTime ..

"what ?"

"where my son yasmine."

"safe. "

"my ma wanna know if she can still keep him on the weekends and stuff. "

"..."

"hell you quiet for?"

"yes damien. " my voice cracked.

"ok. where you at?" he ignored my tears.

"far away. "

"yasmine stop playing. "

"bye damien. " i sniffed hanging up.

i grabbed my baby as he woke up crying and laid him on the bed and i grabbed his bottle and milk adding water and warming it up.

"mommy baby i knoww. " i picked him up kissing his cheek.

"we gone get this money and we gone get this house and we gone be straight because mommy always make things work. " i talked to him as he calmed down.

the microwave beeped as i turned the tv to cartoon network and grabbed his bottle. i waited till it cooled off a little feeding him and then burping him till he was back to sleep. i unpacked the rest of my bags and got out some night clothes going to the shower.

the warm water ran down my body as i got flash backs.

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"yall dad left because he didn't love us.. he didn't love you. " she said to me and my siblings.

"nah i think he left because of you. " niyome pointed at her.

my mom slapped her and i just stared at my older brother and sister.

"you little bitch. go to bed. all of you. " she said and we all walked to our room.

we lived in an three bedroom apartment. where it was 6 of us. brandon, brianna, me, niyome, and taymon. and of course my mother.

we went to our rooms watching tv until we were quickly asleep.

...

it felt very warm in my room as i looked at the door i seen flames covering it. i looked for niyome and she was nowhere to be found.

"brianna wake up! the house is on fire !" i shook her and she looked around confused until she seen the door. i helped her off the bunk bed opening the door not caring if i got burned.

"GET UP GUYS THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE!" i ran around as i got burned on my feet and legs with brianna behind me. my mom ran out the room running past me to bang on brandon and taymon's room.

"get out now!" my mom yelled at us as we ran to the front door.

"NOOO please god !" my mom cried as i looked around the corner to see their room in ashes.

we stood on the porch as brianna pulled out her phone calling the police.

my mom ran out coughing and panting as i stood in shock not knowing what was going on.

i was 11 at the time and i remember everything as if it was yesterday.

sadly my brothers and niyome didn't make it. my mom lived with that guilt of slapping her that day. guilt turned into something else. she would stay out all night partying or she would bring the party to us. she stayed with a lot of men. never kept her legs closed. you would barely catch her sober.

it was just me, brianna, and my mom left. when brianna got old enough she went to college not looking back. i didn't blame her either. we still communicate daily but i miss her so much. sometimes i feel depressed but i remember that god spared me and kept me alive so i try to look at things in a positive way.