My mother's boyfriend-A Urban tale

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"Meet me at your mother's house tomorrow. The wedding is at 3pm in the back yard. She doesn't know you are coming."
Charles said, then walked off.
I rolled my eyes. Why would he think I'll want to go their wedding ?

I went home, gave Zeek a bath, then went online on my phone took look for a job.
But then, it hit me, how will I take care of my son, work , and go to school ? Just thinking about that made my head hurt.
So I just stopped looking.
It saddens me to know that I'll have to be on welfare until I got my shit together.
I felt, like a statistic. Ghetto.
I put Zeek to sleep in my bed and laid on the couch in the living room.
I had to wait for my government check to get him a crib.

I debated in my head if I should go to the wedding or not.
I knew I had to though. I had to stop my mother from marrying him.
She needed the truth.
Even though I knew she hated me.
Well, she was going to hate me forever.

A knock came upon my door.
I looked out the peep hole to see Hundo.
He was smoking a cigarette as usual.
"Please go away!" I yelled to him through the door.
"I just want to know what happened with the case today !" He yelled back.
I let out a deep sigh, "Look..you need to get in touch with yo baby mama Hundo." I said slapping the door.
"If I could Storm, I would baby." He said calmly.
I rolled my eyes, "Good bye Hundo." I said walking away from my door, and back to my couch.
"I'll give u a sawbuck of weed if you can tell me." He said with frustration. He must think I'm a crack head.
I ignored him ,and closed my eyes.

I didn't want to dress up for the wedding event.
I didn't even dress up Zeek.
I just needed my mission to be done .
It was 2:55pm, and I jumped in my car to head to my mother's house.
I listened to Lil Baby the whole way there.