Ashley. Hoping no body recognizes me. I kept my thick blinged out sun glasses on to hide my face. Ashley holds my hand as we wait for it to start. I hear the man and woman whisper in front of me.
“Can you believe that Jason’s own daughter hasn’t seen this family in five years? She didn’t even have the nerve to show up to her own grandmother’s funeral.” I clinch my fist getting angry. I should have taken a damn pill. The man turns to her talking back.
“Oh I know right. That dang Clark girl was out of control when she was younger, what makes you think she any better now? She’s just a spoiled brat.” I look up, and my mom was in deep conversation with my dad. They glance back at me and he gives me a weak smile causing the couple in front of me to stick there nosey asses in my business. They turn and arch there head at me. I smile and wave. The woman leans forward.
“We’re you close to the family? Jason Clark seems to know who you are. They live in Florida right?” I glance at Ashley’s who trying her best to keep her mouth shut. I lean forward towards her.
“Why yes I am Ma’am. One might even say I am related at how close I am to the Clark family.” She smiles not knowing what I mean as Ashley giggles a little.
“So where did you meet the Clark family?” Damn got to hand it to this woman she doesn’t give up.
“I met them in Florida. I am from there. This here is Ashley she is also close to the family. We traveled from Florida to be here.” She nods at Ashley and then turns back to me.
“I am sorry I didn’t catch your name dear.” I glance at Ashley who knows it’s about to get funny real quick.
“Oh it’s not a problem. I didn’t give it to you. My name is Lannie. Lannie Clark. The spoiled brat who didn’t show up to her own grandmother’s funeral. Also according to him the out control child. Or was that you who had said that? Oh well who cares, right? All I know is if you don’t keep my name out of your mouth I will show you how out of control I can get.” Her eyes widen. I remove my shades, and the look her face has is priceless. I put them back on and sit back as the ceremony starts. The lady keeps glancing back at me. Serves her right for being disrespectful.
An hour later Ashley and I get up, and walk out of the church. I for once need a cigarette or a pill. I see my mom and dad talking as Mark runs off to play with our cousins who are around his age. My mom waves at me and I wave back. Moments later the old woman was speaking in a crowd that my mom is in. They all glance at me and I see the glare from other family members. I wave and they all show disgust on their faces. That makes me actually laugh. If it weren’t for my parents I wouldn’t be here. My mom and aunt walk over here. I have never spoken to her really, other than hearing my uncle bash me, she never really speaks.
“Lannie you remember your Aunt Caroline?” I look at my mom like really?
“Sorry mom I can’t say I do. I have never been wanted by this family since I was born. Faces seem to run together. So you are my aunt? Who is your husband? The bastard that talks shit about me while I am on the phone with my mom?” Her eyes grow wide as she nods. I smirk at her. I know she never said anything about me, but the point is that she hasn’t said or did shit about it.
“I’m sorry Lannie it is just so complicated. So are you going to the lunch thing at our house?” I glance at Ashley who has the same dumb look on her face.
“You know I can’t it is complicated. Oh wait no isn’t I am not wanted by this family and your husband speaks to kids like their
“Can you believe that Jason’s own daughter hasn’t seen this family in five years? She didn’t even have the nerve to show up to her own grandmother’s funeral.” I clinch my fist getting angry. I should have taken a damn pill. The man turns to her talking back.
“Oh I know right. That dang Clark girl was out of control when she was younger, what makes you think she any better now? She’s just a spoiled brat.” I look up, and my mom was in deep conversation with my dad. They glance back at me and he gives me a weak smile causing the couple in front of me to stick there nosey asses in my business. They turn and arch there head at me. I smile and wave. The woman leans forward.
“We’re you close to the family? Jason Clark seems to know who you are. They live in Florida right?” I glance at Ashley’s who trying her best to keep her mouth shut. I lean forward towards her.
“Why yes I am Ma’am. One might even say I am related at how close I am to the Clark family.” She smiles not knowing what I mean as Ashley giggles a little.
“So where did you meet the Clark family?” Damn got to hand it to this woman she doesn’t give up.
“I met them in Florida. I am from there. This here is Ashley she is also close to the family. We traveled from Florida to be here.” She nods at Ashley and then turns back to me.
“I am sorry I didn’t catch your name dear.” I glance at Ashley who knows it’s about to get funny real quick.
“Oh it’s not a problem. I didn’t give it to you. My name is Lannie. Lannie Clark. The spoiled brat who didn’t show up to her own grandmother’s funeral. Also according to him the out control child. Or was that you who had said that? Oh well who cares, right? All I know is if you don’t keep my name out of your mouth I will show you how out of control I can get.” Her eyes widen. I remove my shades, and the look her face has is priceless. I put them back on and sit back as the ceremony starts. The lady keeps glancing back at me. Serves her right for being disrespectful.
An hour later Ashley and I get up, and walk out of the church. I for once need a cigarette or a pill. I see my mom and dad talking as Mark runs off to play with our cousins who are around his age. My mom waves at me and I wave back. Moments later the old woman was speaking in a crowd that my mom is in. They all glance at me and I see the glare from other family members. I wave and they all show disgust on their faces. That makes me actually laugh. If it weren’t for my parents I wouldn’t be here. My mom and aunt walk over here. I have never spoken to her really, other than hearing my uncle bash me, she never really speaks.
“Lannie you remember your Aunt Caroline?” I look at my mom like really?
“Sorry mom I can’t say I do. I have never been wanted by this family since I was born. Faces seem to run together. So you are my aunt? Who is your husband? The bastard that talks shit about me while I am on the phone with my mom?” Her eyes grow wide as she nods. I smirk at her. I know she never said anything about me, but the point is that she hasn’t said or did shit about it.
“I’m sorry Lannie it is just so complicated. So are you going to the lunch thing at our house?” I glance at Ashley who has the same dumb look on her face.
“You know I can’t it is complicated. Oh wait no isn’t I am not wanted by this family and your husband speaks to kids like their
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