Areas of Grey (Long Story Short...) by Aaron Bebo

Author:Aaron Bebo [Bebo, Aaron]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Parenting & Relationships, Dysfunctional Relationships, One Hour (33-43 Pages), Abuse, Partner Abuse, Family Relationships
Amazon: B0081XOEZ0
Published: 2013-12-15T05:00:00+00:00

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Pookee and Yvonne had a two room flat on Mary and McDaniel streets. Right above T.J.'s game room, in the Southwest section of Atlanta; commonly known as Pittsburg. Gloria made her way up the rickety stairs cautiously. When they entered the apartment, they stood in the living room area. Besides the 19” colored T.V. sitting on a small scarred coffee table, there three other pieces of furniture in the large open space, were all identical in the sense of craftsmanship, it was a three piece Woven texture of tweed, twills, and satin; the yarns of the furniture were shantung and nubby; and appeared to be some odd tiger pattern. Gloria spotted a roach scurrying up the wall. The paint on the walls of the living room were supposed to be sky blue, but Gloria could see where the brown paint that had obviously been on the wall before it was painted showed through on some areas of the wall. The hard wood floors were worn and dulled. Gloria looked through the living room area into the kitchen, which was about a six by six space consisting of a marble sink, which was full of dishes; and a stove with two small cabinets mounted above it. The window in the living room was open, causing the dirty white curtains to flap back and forth from the breeze in and out the window. “Damn gurl, don't be shy, make ya self at home.” Pookee said, placing a hand on Gloria's waistline and guiding it down her buttocks.

“Where my room at?” Gloria said, advancing into the living room, and sitting the suitcase she had insisted they stop and get from Keisha's house next to the couch. Keisha had come outside carrying the suitcase when they pulled into her driveway; she had approached the car clutching the suitcase, when she reached the car she had looked right past Gloria, sticking her index finger through the open window. “Nigga ya betta take care of my lil sis, ya hear me! If you fuck her over we'll kill you; there are three more of us!”

“You need ta get ya self out here wit a playa ya dig.” Pookee had said, with a broad smile on his face.

“Player! Nigga you betta take care my sister, we know where tha fuck you be at nigga!” Keisha said, lying.

Pookee just smiled, “Yeah, a'ight if you ever tired of being a wife, get at a playa ya dig.”

Keisha ignored Pookee and focused on Gloria, “You know you can call me anytime, day or night; no matter where you're at.” Keisha's eyes started to fill with tears and her voice cracked, as she handed the suitcase to Yvonne; who had gotten out the backseat to take the bag. “I'll always love you Gloria, and you can come here anytime, be safe. Please!” Keisha hurried from the car, and back to her house, never turning back.

“Where's my room?” Gloria asked again, she felt Pookee's breath hot on the nape of her neck.

“Gurl you ready ta give daddy that treat ain't cha.

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