“Okay, baby.”
I walked him to the door, kissed him one more time, and watched him walk out to his car and pull off, then closed the door behind me. I was tired. I was excited, but at the same time, I was a lil’ bit worried. Gio hasn’t been himself. Tossing and turning all night, head rocking back and forth when we’re out like he’s a damn bobble head.
I knew when he was lying, but didn’t want to tell him.
Instead, I just got in bed, curled up against his pillow, and fell asleep without even knowing it. Then I was scared out of my sleep by my phone ringing.
I quickly got myself together, realized that it was noon, and that my mom was calling.
“Good morning, Mommy,” I said, clearing my throat.
“Good morning, my daughter. I haven’t heard from you or seen you. Do you have time for your mother today?”
I smirked; she was right. “Yes, Mommy, give me a lil’ bit of time to get dressed, and I will be over to see you.”
We hung up, then I quickly got myself together and grabbed my keys. The sun hit me as soon as I opened the door, and I was thinking about closing it and staying in the AC, but I knew my momma would trip if I didn’t slide through.
I walked down the steps, got in my car quick, and blasted the AC. As I pulled out of the complex and turned the corner, there my man was. Lookin’ good as ever, holdin’ down the block with his niggas.
I rolled down my window as he walked over.
“You good, boo?” he asked.
“Yeah, just about to go see my momma real quick.”
“Fasho, tell her I said wussup,” he said as he leaned down for a kiss. “Be safe, call me if you need me.”
Gio walked away, and I pulled off, heading to the other side of town.
The drive wasn’t light. LA traffic was some shit, and by the time I pulled up to her house, I was irritated and thankful I had a lil’ roach to blow on before I went to spend time with her.
After calming myself the best that I could, I grabbed my handbag and walked into her house, making her jump when she turned around.
“Damn, girl!” she yelled. “You know better than that.”
“You should know better than to leave your door unlocked,” I said as I walked over to hold her and kiss her.
“Well…” Ma said while watchin’ me sit down. “I was waiting for you; you just scared me.”
I tilted my head at her, and we both laughed.
“So, how is Gio?”
I exhaled. “Gio is good…”
I looked around the living room, and she clocked it.
“Islah, I know you ain’t come all the way over here to lie to my face. What the hell is going on? Do I need to go beat his ass?”
“No, Ma, damn,” I said, laughing. “Our relationship good, I just want…movement, a house, kids, marriage. We been together long enough.”
Ma nodded her head. “And what did he say about that?”
“He was good about it, he agreed… He been telling me he grinding to do it. I’ve been sending him houses to look at, but…”
“But what, baby?” Ma asked.
“He hasn’t asked me to look at one damn house but been handing me money for a house.”
