Twisted Off That Cali Love 3 by Necole Kendra

Author:Necole, Kendra
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K. Renee Publications
Published: 2021-03-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

London “La-La” Banks

The mixture of cheap perfume, cigarettes, and incense engulfed my nostrils as I entered my mother, Gloria’s, cramped up two-bedroom apartment. Softly shutting the door behind me, I quickly slipped off my red Jimmy Choo pumps and strolled into her living room. She was sitting on her favorite burgundy recliner laughing on the telephone and puffing on a cigarette. Her face contorted in a scowl when she saw me plop down on her discolored sofa and pick-up a magazine from her coffee table. I knew she was going to give me lip about popping up at her place unannounced. She loathed having company, unless it was from a man who she could fuck and suck for a few dollars. The only reason why she gave me a key was because she kept losing hers after getting too drunk at the bars.

“Girl, let me call your ass back. I got to check a bitch real quick,” my mother ended her call and glared at me like I had ruined her day, “What is your half-breeded ass doing here, London? I’m about to have company, and I don’t got time to entertain you.”

“I need a place to crash for a few days and then I will be out your hair,” I explained, flipping pages through a magazine.

“Really now? You need a place to stay after you told me you would never come back to live in the hood, like your high yellow ass was better than somebody? What happened to your rich boyfriend? He finally got some common sense and left your stupid ass?” she smiled at my misery.

I refused to tell her my business. I didn’t have time for her to gossip to everybody, who would listen.

“Give me a break. Can I stay or not?” I smacked my teeth.

“I did give you a break by giving birth to your ungrateful ass. You better be glad that I didn’t go to the abortion clinic and let them suck you up after that white, fat bastard raped me,” she ranted and pointed her cigarette in my direction.

“I’m sorry, okay. I’m just tired and don’t feel like fighting,” I sighed in defeat as she kept on throwing insults.

“You’re right about that, London. You sure are sorry—a sorry excuse for a woman and a mother. You enjoyed being on your back to make that little girl but can’t take care of her. What possessed you to bring that child in the world anyway?” she had the audacity to question and judge me as if she wasn’t a shitty mother herself.

“The same reason why you brought me in this world, Gloria, because I wanted a check from the government,” I recited what she used to tell me as a child.

“Even though I didn’t like you, I still raised your stupid ass to the best of my ability. So, don’t get cute with me, you little bitch. I should toss you out my house right now for your disrespect,” she threatened.

Anytime my mother wanted to get under my skin, she would talk about me being a worthless mother.

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