Page 67 of Ghetto Heartstrings
“I don’t hate that fuckin’ girl man, that’s crazy.”
“Well, that’s how she feels, call he and ask her what’s up, she’ll tell you.”
“Aiight, well rest up and I’ll check on you later.” He told her.
She hung up and looked up to see Aunt Ruth was now in the kitchen fixing plates, she then quickly scanned the room and got paranoid all of a sudden. She had to take a deep breath, close her eyes, and talk to herself.‘You can get through this Brook’Lynn, you can beat this shit’.
“Boom,I have a flight to catch so you have to make this quick.” She told him getting ready to board.
“Why you move way to Texas Yaya? What was the point of that shit?” He asked.
She rolled her eyes and tried to ignore her feelings as usual. “It’s nothing left for me to do here, everybody has somebody they love and are with or even working on it. I just need a fresh new start.”
He frowned, “maybe if you slowed yo ass the fuck down and stop trying to be the nigga you can have that happiness, what the fuck is wrong with you Yaya? You just move from one situation to the fucking next!” He raised his voice; her silly acting ass was pissing him off.
“What the fuck did you want me to do Boom! Sit around and be hurt waiting on you? I did everything you needed from me when we were together, what did I do besides what I always did…hustle?”
“You forgot to fuckin’ be there! Fuck all the other dumb shit, when a nigga needed you to be there you forgot! You was so worried about yo fuckin’ hunger for the dollar, you forgot to keep an eye on what the fuck I was building for us. A niggas was down thinkin’ we was runnin’ from the law and shit but you was suppose to conduct yo’ self accordingly and hold that shit down till a nigga got back.” He told her with built up frustration.
“And I understand that nigga! Have you been hearing me?” She asked on the brink of tears. “Only thing I did was rob some niggas. I didn’t betray you, I didn’t fuck another nigga, and I didn’t stab you in the back. I made a fucking mistake.”
“And still making more.” He replied.
With an eyebrow raised, she asked. “What the fuck does that mean?”
“Who is Snake?” He asked.
Here we go again, she thought. “A friend.”
“Or a money source?” He caught her off guard, “and the fucked up part is you don’t even need the money, this shit is a pattern. When I left, you was hurt, so you did dumb shit acting out making you feel like more money would change the pain instead of expressing how hurt you really were. Now, you’re hurt again and doing the same dumb shit, you think that money will replace yo happiness, but money can’t buy happiness baby girl.” He read her ass to the moon and back hitting everything on top of the head. “You ain’t always gotta be so tough Ya…it’s okay to express your feelings and deal with some shit that really is affecting you.”
Yaya felt naked, like she was exposed because he was right, she’d always been that way. Coming up as a little girl, she had both of her parents, but she had partying parents, so they didn’t have time for her. Everything she did, she did it on her own and the only thing they ever did was supply her money to keep her happy and distracted from the fact that they weren’t therelike they should’ve been. She learned at a young age to hide her depression with money.
“You there?” He asked hearing her sniffles in the background.
“I’m here.” She acknowledged him.
“Truth hurt, don’t it?”
“Whatever.” She mumbled.
“At the end of the day, I’m still yo friend a nigga ain’t got no malice for you in his heart, but the company you keeping…you need to get rid of, that nigga Snake is a fuckin’ monster and ain’t go no respect for women period. I used to hug the block with the nigga a few years back whenever I would go set up shop out there and I watched the nigga damn there beat a bitch brains out cause she came and confronted him about some abortion money…a lil red bitch, bout 3 years ago. I heard he made her have that baby, but still, don’t let that sweet shit fool you.”
Yaya’s heart dropped, the fuck was Boom talking about? She had just signed for a brand-new apartment and planned on starting over. “Thanks for the heads up.” She replied.
“You gonna do what you want but I’m serious.”
“I hear you Boom, and trust me, I’m gonna take your word for it. I just plan on doing me and getting my shit together, fuck these niggas.”
“You should try to get some help if you need it Yaya, just cause you go talk to somebody about a issue or some shit you battling with don’t mean you crazy.”
“How about I have a long talk with you? Can we make a deal on that? The next time I come back, I want to start fresh and tell you everything about me. I want to help you to understand me and know I’m really not a bad person.”
“That’s a deal, but maybe you should just come back period instead of running away being out thee with nobody at all, at least you got people here that love you and care about yo ass.”
“I’ll think about that Boom.”
“Do that.” He told her.
