💕Your worth loving💕 A twisted paradize. Amiyah scott and Chris Brown story Bxb

Shattered

" Grandma i'm home." I yelled as I walked through the door. I was so happy to be home, we ended up having an early dismissal  today since the some juniors decided they were gonna create a chemical bomb in science class making the school go on lock down until the bombing unit came. It all ended with them dismissing us since kids were sneaking out to leave anyway. " Granny!.....she must not be here." I shrugged my shoulder closing the door behind me. I go the kitchen sitting my back pack in the table as I go through the refrigerator. " Should I make fried chicken wings, or just have left over oxtails and rice?" I thought myself. I just took the container of oxtails and rice closing the fridge. I went to the cabinet to get a bowl when I heard bumping coming from the hallway. 

" What the hell...Grandma." I called out once more. I walked out of the kitchen towards the hallway as the Bumping sound got louder the closer I got. I stopped with a raised eyebrow as I stared at my closed door hearing it and now moaning sounds coming out of my room.

I know this bald headed bitch is not fucking in my room!

" Okay wrap this shi-" I stopped in mid sentence as I opened the door looking  in the face of a person I thought I would never see again. "  What the fuck you doing?......Get out!." My mother yelled as she got out of the bed wrapping the sheet around her. I couldn't move...my body was frozen as I involuntarily held my breath.

why is he here......why she should bring him in here?

" Did you hear what the fuck I said?......Get out!" She walked towards me pushing me out of the room closing the door in my face. All I could do was stand there in shock, once getting the feeling back in my body, I slowly walked back to the kitchen passing the counter where I left the food as i sat down at the dining room table. " She brought him....w..w..why would she bring him here?" I whispered. How could she do this to me?

" Woo yes Lord, evening service was an amazing...Oh hey baby, you here early, you just got here?" My grandmother came in closing the door walking in the kitchen. " Uh yes mam." I cleared my throat as I felt the burn in my chest. " Boy what I tell you about leaving food on the counter, now we ain't got no food to waste." She fussed grabbing the food off the counter putting it back in the fridge. " I apologize." I say lowly. " Wait.....wrong with you?" She grabbed my face making look at her. " Why you crying....baby what wrong?" She asked as she sat beside me. I open my mouth but nothing came out but a low cry.  We both look towards the entrance of the kitchen as my now fully clothed mom and him walked past. Ours eyes connected making me feel instant fear. 

" Okay baby...I call you later." I hear my mom say as she closed the door. " Shalonda Monae Burson, are you out of your fucking mind! My grandmother yelled. " What?.....ain't my fault he  came home early." She shrugged her shoulders. " Bitch is you serious?" My grandmother got up grabbing  her cane making me grab her from getting closer to my mom. " How dare you!.......How fucking dare you bring him here? After everything he did to Gabriel!" She continued.  " He wasn't suppose be home, hell he don't be any other time." My mom replied.

" Wait what?" I look up at her. Did I hear her right? " Any...any other time? You saying he been here more than once?" I felt tears fall from my face. She sighed rolling her eyes as if I was annoying her.....nothing new. " Look, I need to be happy okay. I love him and were together simple as that. " 

"Simple as that?......Shalonda that son of a bitch raped your son.....did you not forget that?"

" He didn't rape him, That skank threw his self at Demontae while he was drunk and he got confused thinking Gabriel was me. " She stated. " Yeah he told me.....and it all make sense, the little booty shorts and tight clothing you be wearing......your just begging for attention." She says looking at me in disgust.

SLAP!

The first time I ever slapped my mother. She looked back at me with shock as I now was standing over her.  " I threw myself at him?.....I was 12.......12 years fucking old.....and I threw myself at him. I had 23 stitches from being torn, 3 broken ribs and my arm was dislocated in Six different places......but i threw myself at him?" I calmly asked. " What did i do to you?......Why do you hate me so much?" I cried.

"I may take a lot shit from you, but this.....I can't.......I can't do this. You go live your life, but you stay the fuck away from me.........Congrats on being the first woman to break my heart." I cried as I walked out of the kitchen and out the front door. I could hear my grandmother calling me but I just kept walking out the fence and down the street. I just need to get away......far away from her before she completely breaks me.