Pic is always telling me that i just didn't give Ty a fair shot that he was sweet, and all that, and i didn't work hard enuf to preserve our relationship. and though i know in my heart of hearts that it would never work out for many, many, many reasons, i am never ever to articulate one good enuf to satisfy the extremely critical Pic... well maybe the fact that he almost killed me will appease her enuf for her to finally let dead dogs lie.
I mean i am conflicted... can i be mad at someone who went outta there way to help me drive some 700 miles, give or take, to drop MY Child off so i can get serious about studying, simply because they were too pig-headed to say, "yo, i need a break, can you take the wheel?" or to say, "yeah you right, i should let you take over." and not: "I guess i should slow down" as i am reaching for the wheel with both hands, screaming and praying that i can help guide the car back onto the road without hitting any of them big semis or cars before we hit the guard rail and possible flip over and fly over the side of the freakin mountain!!!!!!!
Did my life flash in front of me: hell to the naw.... only thing flashing were the headlights of the trucks that had slowed down behind us who were also honking trying to get our attention to let us know we abt to be goners. all i could think as i woke up to the sound of the tires going across the rumble strips was "at least My CHILD ain't in the car" i mean there wasn't much else for me to think as i was screaming Ty's name while simultaneously reaching for the wheel with both hands.... i didn't even realize i had the steering wheel until i had guided the car away from the guard rail and the long drop to ?????? back onto the three lane turnpike. i wanted to pimp slap Ty, but instead, i chilled. I asked him what happen ,did he fall asleep... and he was like, "naw, i just blink my eyes for a second, i don't know what happened, i guess i was going to fast." naw, sucka you were sleep cuz when i looked at the dash board we were speeding at a high rate of 35 in a 65 mile zone and not to mention that was way slower than the 120 he was trying to do with MY CHILD in the car ( you know i put a stop to that madness) and what kinda blinking you doing that you not aware that you have crossed over two lanes and feena go off the edge? wth?
Needless to say, my tired behind who had been operating on 3 hours of sleep for the last 48 hours was no longer sleepy. and even though i had just driven for 9 hours, i was willing to take the wheel again if that meant i was going to get home safely. but naw, Ty claims he gots it so i just fall back and pray and give thanks to God that He allowed me to wake up before it was too late... next thing i know we going about 40 miles/hr and i don't know why. I'm not sure about him, but i ain't trying to prolong our trip... i mean we had been on the road already for some 17 hours and i was ready to put my funky self in the shower... so i ask what's up? and Ty mumbles, "we need gas" WTH..... how do you drive with the gas light on and not stop and get gas especially seeing the sign we had just passed said next rest stop was 24 miles away....wth... i hoped he knew that he would have been walking them 24 miles by his lonesome... first you try to kill me now you trying to have me stranded on a dark road on the side of a mountain... is you crazy? well good thing for us we had to get on another road which had a gas station right there...
so i didn't die and i didn't get stranded....and Pic we ain't getting back together cuz i can't be with someone who does not value my life or my safety...
