This book os written in AAVE style (contains expletives.)
Cecil Kelly is a man who walked out on his family years ago and has strained the relationship with his children tremendously. He and his ex-wife Janice are the parents of Jai, Janine and Jamal Kelly. Janice Kelly kind of prides herself for being an alcoholic and this causes her relationship with two of her children, Janine and Jamal, to be basically cut off as well.
There's always a lot of drama whenever it comes to the kids addressing the situation with their parents.
I really hope you are open minded because that's what type of mind you need to have when you get ready to embark on the beginning of a beautiful journey of The Kelly Chronicles.
I don’t claim to have been the perfect mom, but hell I tried. With kids these days it don’t matter how much you try to do for them, it’s never enough. Think they know every damn thing, not realizing they ain’t been here long enough to know ****. Me and my kid’s relationships are f____d up if you ask me. They have the nerve to blame me for the reason me and Cecil split. Me and Cecil split up for reasons they don’t need to know. But I bear the weight of that all on my own, let them tell it. Cecil got them thinking that I was out cheating on him and some other old ignorant *** **** he was screaming at me the day he moved out. *** got so hectic between me and Cecil about 3 years before I decided to call it quits. He got them thinking he left me, no I put his ass out. I couldn’t take the **** no more. I started staying away from the house on his drinking nights. Cause what the kids didn’t know is that at night, when they would be in the bed sleeping, he would come in drunk, turn up the radio in our room, and start to accuse me of cheating on him or telling me what some woman/man done told him about me.
I would try to reason with him quietly because I didn’t want my kids exposed to that type of life. So he told me ‘okay, since u wants to whisper and ****, I’m gone put a silent *** whipping on your ***.’ Those are the ones where he would choke the **** out of me. He wouldn’t stop unless I acted like I had passed out. Sometimes, I would. When I would wake up, he would be sleep. I’m thinking to myself if I had died, he would’ve been sleeping next to a dead body and not even know it or would he even give a ****. I doubt it... First it was every once in a while, then it became more regular. So what I do, hell if I couldn’t beat him, I joined him. When I would get off work, I started hanging with my girlfriends and started drinking myself. So when I come in drunk, and then he come in drunk, it got easier to take the abuse. Now I’m hooked on this ****. I have to have a drink for everything now.
My kids, Jamal, Jai, and Janine mean the world to me, but they disrespect me to no end and that’s why I treat them the way I do. Jamal won’t come around me hardly. He and I used to be so close. He is my only son. When Cecil left, Jamal was 17, and he listened to his aunts talk about how if I had have been a good woman, Cecil wouldn’t have left. I mean just pumping garbage in my son head about me.
And he chose to believe them. I know he was close to his daddy, but ask me why he couldn’t see that if his daddy was ****** up about his ***, he would have come around and still did the father/son **** they used to do. But muthaf____s these days always need somebody to point the finger at when they can’t own up to the **** they do. It’s always easy to look back at somebody else when you can’t understand that a muthaf___a don’t want your ass. Naw it can’t be because they ****** up, it’s always somebody else that caused them to **** up. So that is how it is with Jamal, he still sees his daddy as perfection and don’t even realize it. Because how could you so easily turn your back on your own mama.