Being young

PART 2: Chapter 13 (1)

Michelle POV

I let my hand tail over the beautiful clothes in my mothers closet as I looked around my parents room, I wasn't really sure why I felt the need to snoop around today of all days. I had been coming in this room for years, climbed into that bed as a child and jumped on it at Christmas. I had cried on the small couch in that room with my mothers arms wrapped around me and had multiple hilarious talks with my father but for some reason something was drawing me to this room today and made me want to look through it all and consume everything about it. I let my mind flick through the memories the room held while my fingers flicked through the expensive fabric.

"Baby, what are you doing in here?" My mother stood at the door to her closet with her hand on her hip and a smile on her face. My mother was truly beautiful, she was tall and slim with curves and long black hair. Her smile was captivating and her eyes were an outstanding light brown. She stood looking at me in a mid thigh length black dress which hugged her body and showed off her long legs.

"I'm not really sure" I admitted before walking out past her and sitting on her bed, she walked over and sat next to me then rested her hands on my thigh.

"Baby, I've got to get to work but before I go is there anything you want to talk about?" She smiled at me and I shook my head,

"Nah I'm okay, have a good day mom" I leaned over and kissed her cheek and we exchanged a few I love you's and then she was gone and I was alone in the house with Uncle Reese. Shit. I walked out of her bedroom and headed downstairs to go out and meet anyone who wasn't him.

"Where are you going?" He asked me as I walked past him and picked my keys up.

"I'm going to the library, Uncle" He nodded his head and I nodded at him before walking out of the house and making my way down the road. I forgot to pick up my jacket which probably wasn't a good idea since it's the beginning of December but I wasn't going to go back just in case he had changed his mind about being cool with me going out and I'd do anything to get away from him for long enough without him getting angry. I continued walking down the road heading toward 'Houston's this is it' It's not exactly a short walk (or a very good food place) but It's somewhere I can go and eat some soul food. Suddenly my phone started ringing and I pulled it out of the back pocket of my jeans to see it was Bey so I picked up. "Hey Bey" I answered

"Hey babe, Where are you?" She asked, I continued walking and smiled a little. It's funny how only last year she refused to even pick up the phone but here she was calling me on it.

"I'm on my way to get some food, you want some?" I asked but I already knew the answer.

"Yesh pwese" She replied with a slight giggle and I rolled my eyes, "You want to come to mine or should I meet you at yours?" She asked. I instantly shook my head fast and gulped a little,

"No! No I'll come to your house, Let me stop by mine first and pick up my jacket but I'll come to yours okay" I said, I couldn't imagine what my uncle would do to her. He had no mercy for anyone, especially not teenage girls with boyfriends. That's one of the reasons he beats me, he thinks I have a boyfriend that I'm lying about and I'm doing unholy things with. Everyone knows about Bey and Shawn because news gets around in our town and so he knows that they're together but with shawn being in college that's even worse. My uncle thinks they've been having sex and need to be punished for their sins so I didn't want her coming to my house when we was there.

"Okay, but I'll come and pick you up from your house because I'm gonna pick up Kelly first, we can have lunch at mine and I promise I'll pay you back for the food" She chuckled and I laughed a little too.

"Yeah girl you know your ass owes me money, how many times have you made me buy you food?" I teased causing her to gasp and kiss her teeth.

"You know what, I'm not even gonna lie girl you be buying more of my food than my momma" She joked causing the two of us to laugh hard as I walked. "But are you okay?" You could hear the change of tone in her voice as she got serious. "Chelle, I worry about you." She said.