Page 1 of We Could Be Better

KYRA

“Bitch if you leave out that door don’t fucking come back here.”

“You ain’t gotta worry about me coming back. You’ve done nothing for me since I can remember so don’t think I fucking need you.”

I had never talked to my mother like that even though she did nothing but curse us. I still respected her but today was different and I was so tired of her shit. I had went through so much with this lady since the day I was born; I didn’t know where I would be without my sister.

“You think you grown because what went out there and did. But that don’t make you grown, it makes you stupid just like these other bitches in this hood.” She screamed and slapped me in my face; I decided arguing back wasn’t the best thing so I left and made my mind up that day to never look back.

“You little stupid bitch” she continued screaming She didn’t have to worry about that I was sick of her fucking shit; she was always too drunk to fucking raise me or my sister and my dad worked out of town.

The day Dreka called and said she found us an apartment about 2 hours away I quickly grabbed my shit and left town telling no one.

I knew I was going to miss everyone especially Cash; he had always been my everything but only my diary knew.

My mother had a bad problem and let the street take over her mentally and physically. We got all her hurt and anger once she got home though she was trying to fight this demon that she couldn’t get off her back. She just pushed her daughters away and all we ever did was try to help.

But my mother being that way she was wasn’t my only reason for leaving.

I also had a few things I was trying to fight off me like the fact that I was madly in love with someone that refused to even look my way and I was carrying his child.

But I saved up enough money and was going to the abortion clinic before leaving town.

“You sure you want to do this?” Dreka asked as we pulled up to the clinic.

“I have no other choice;” I got out the car walking towards the door and began wondering if I was making the worst mistake of my life.

I was young though and was pregnant for a man that only used me when he was ready to have sex or if he would see me with someone else.

I had no other choice, so I walked through those doors with my head held high and waited until they called my name.

“Kyra.” I walked to the back with the nurse and did everything as instructed I took my clothes off and laid on the cold table. I had tears rolling down my face but I knew I was going to walk out there different then when I walked in and Cash and all his problems would all be a part of my past.