want any.”
“Why do you have to be so difficult,” she said, putting the fork down. I could care less if her ass was frustrated.
“Because I’m in here that’s why!” I yelled, sitting up in the bed. “Why don’t you just get the hell out?”
“Look, Lisa I’m trying to help you get what’s left of your life back on track. Don’t be disrespectful to me. I’ve been praying to God that he helps you through this situation.”
I stared at the small mole on my mother’s left cheek. “Praying to God, really Ma? You never gave a damn about me, so don’t try to act like you care now!”
She seemed hurt by my comment. “You’re my daughter Lisa, I do care about you. How dare you say that?”
“Why now Ma, huh? Why now?”
“Did you forget that you’re the one who shut your family out because of Rich? We never turned our backs on you, Lisa. You were always welcomed to come back home at anytime. You made the choice to be with Rich. Your mental state is because of him, so don’t blame me.”
“If Daddy was here, he wouldn’t have committed me into this God forsaken place. This is your way of getting rid of me. I wouldn’t be surprised if your money hungry-ass wasn’t trying to take over my money.”
“Money hungry? Are you serious, Lisa? I don’t need anything from you, including your disrespect,” my mother said as she got up. It looked like she was about to leave.
“You think I’m crazy, but I know more than you give me credit for. Just like you think I don’t know my daddy had a will. He told me years ago that he was leaving me enough to get away from Rich and now all of a sudden there’s no will. You think you’re slick, but I know the real you. I know who the real Mrs. Carter is, underneath the big church hat.”
“I told you your father didn’t have a will dammit! That’s all you care about Lisa is the money! Is this what Rich turned you into?”
“Last time I checked I wasn’t stealing from the church behind Daddy’s back. He told me a lot of things about you. I know that my brother, Brent, isn’t Daddy’s child. Yeah, all these years Junior really wasn’t a junior. But you’re supposed to be so much better than me. You’ve always been so quick to judge me and you’re no different.”
She stared at me for a few seconds. “Last time I checked I wasn’t the one in a mental hospital, so at the end of the day Lisa, we’re not that much alike. Have a nice life. Let your dead beat ex-husband care for you.” She turned around. “Oh, speaking of the devil, Rich she’s all yours.”
My mother stormed out with angry tears, as Rich entered with a look in his eyes that I feared in the past. But today there was a new Lisa in town. I was ready for whatever his ass was serving.
Lately Rich had been looking back to his old self. For a minute it looked as if he’d fallen off, but today he’d cleaned up nice. The crisp grey Prada shirt he had on looked brand new. I wondered if he’d come into some money. I wondered if he was out flossing while I was wasting my time in a mental institution.
“And what can I help you with sir?” I asked sarcastically.
“Lisa, I don’t have time to play games wit’ you. What the fuck did you tell that doctor?”
I just had to snicker. “So, Rich the gangsta is here to off me. What the fuck do you mean what did I tell her?”
“Dr. Ju called questionin’ me about the warehouse and Los. What the fuck did you tell them people?”
“Mr. Sanchez, I didn’t ask to be here, remember? You and that fucked up ass mother of mine admitted me without my consent. If you hadn’t brought me here you wouldn’t have to worry about what I tell people now would you?”
“I’m so sick of your damn mouth.”
“I don’t care what you’re sick of. If you don’t get me out of here I just might keep running my mouth!”
Rich peeked his head out my room door before closing it. He then walked over to me, wrapped my hair around his hand to make sure
“Why do you have to be so difficult,” she said, putting the fork down. I could care less if her ass was frustrated.
“Because I’m in here that’s why!” I yelled, sitting up in the bed. “Why don’t you just get the hell out?”
“Look, Lisa I’m trying to help you get what’s left of your life back on track. Don’t be disrespectful to me. I’ve been praying to God that he helps you through this situation.”
I stared at the small mole on my mother’s left cheek. “Praying to God, really Ma? You never gave a damn about me, so don’t try to act like you care now!”
She seemed hurt by my comment. “You’re my daughter Lisa, I do care about you. How dare you say that?”
“Why now Ma, huh? Why now?”
“Did you forget that you’re the one who shut your family out because of Rich? We never turned our backs on you, Lisa. You were always welcomed to come back home at anytime. You made the choice to be with Rich. Your mental state is because of him, so don’t blame me.”
“If Daddy was here, he wouldn’t have committed me into this God forsaken place. This is your way of getting rid of me. I wouldn’t be surprised if your money hungry-ass wasn’t trying to take over my money.”
“Money hungry? Are you serious, Lisa? I don’t need anything from you, including your disrespect,” my mother said as she got up. It looked like she was about to leave.
“You think I’m crazy, but I know more than you give me credit for. Just like you think I don’t know my daddy had a will. He told me years ago that he was leaving me enough to get away from Rich and now all of a sudden there’s no will. You think you’re slick, but I know the real you. I know who the real Mrs. Carter is, underneath the big church hat.”
“I told you your father didn’t have a will dammit! That’s all you care about Lisa is the money! Is this what Rich turned you into?”
“Last time I checked I wasn’t stealing from the church behind Daddy’s back. He told me a lot of things about you. I know that my brother, Brent, isn’t Daddy’s child. Yeah, all these years Junior really wasn’t a junior. But you’re supposed to be so much better than me. You’ve always been so quick to judge me and you’re no different.”
She stared at me for a few seconds. “Last time I checked I wasn’t the one in a mental hospital, so at the end of the day Lisa, we’re not that much alike. Have a nice life. Let your dead beat ex-husband care for you.” She turned around. “Oh, speaking of the devil, Rich she’s all yours.”
My mother stormed out with angry tears, as Rich entered with a look in his eyes that I feared in the past. But today there was a new Lisa in town. I was ready for whatever his ass was serving.
Lately Rich had been looking back to his old self. For a minute it looked as if he’d fallen off, but today he’d cleaned up nice. The crisp grey Prada shirt he had on looked brand new. I wondered if he’d come into some money. I wondered if he was out flossing while I was wasting my time in a mental institution.
“And what can I help you with sir?” I asked sarcastically.
“Lisa, I don’t have time to play games wit’ you. What the fuck did you tell that doctor?”
I just had to snicker. “So, Rich the gangsta is here to off me. What the fuck do you mean what did I tell her?”
“Dr. Ju called questionin’ me about the warehouse and Los. What the fuck did you tell them people?”
“Mr. Sanchez, I didn’t ask to be here, remember? You and that fucked up ass mother of mine admitted me without my consent. If you hadn’t brought me here you wouldn’t have to worry about what I tell people now would you?”
“I’m so sick of your damn mouth.”
“I don’t care what you’re sick of. If you don’t get me out of here I just might keep running my mouth!”
Rich peeked his head out my room door before closing it. He then walked over to me, wrapped my hair around his hand to make sure
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