“Okay,” she breathed out. “We’ll see. Now, carry yourhotass home.”
Chapter 7
Sincere Junior
I was sitting on my bed, anxiously tapping my foot on the floor, when my door crept open.
“Yo, you decent?” My pops lightly chuckled.
I exhaled. “Yea.”
He stepped fully into the room, before closing the door. He then turned to face me, while folding his arms. “Okay. Trinity told me that you was in here wildin’.”
I gulped, as my eyes casted to the floor.
“Nah, don’t do that. Look at me,” he sternly commanded.
I lifted my head, and we locked eyes.
“I want you to understand that I didn’t come in here to chastise you. What happened today was some typical teenaged shit. You’re literally about to be eighteen and you having sex is no shocker. I’m not even mad about you doing it in this house. I think that I just wanna talk about the deeper shit. Like you not being reckless and creating headaches for yourself. Especially since you aint wearing protection. Is that something you was really conscious of?”
“What chu mean?” I grumbled.
“I mean did you just carelessly not consider protecting yourself or was that intentional?”
Jahreiah
“Why are you just now getting here?” My daddy questioned, as he had to let me into the house.
Naturally, I had a key, and the digital codes, but the deadbolts were activated at a certain hour to keep up with the comings and goings around the house.
After leaving Trinity’s, I hadn’t managed to wash off, and could feel the secretions from me and Sin’s sex swimming between my slit. Now, I was praying that my daddy didn’t pick up on the stench of sex on me.
“I uh just finished braiding Trinity’s girls’ hair.”
He frowned. “At this hour? On a school night? She should’ve waited until the weekend or some shit. Cause hair aint important enough in this house to have you out late. Trinity of all people should know that.”
Realizing that my explanation could inadvertently throw Trinity under the bus, which could potentially lead to my daddy contacting her, I knew that I needed to redirect.
“Well…me coming in late wasn’t on her. There was more than enough time for me to come home sooner. I was playing around over there and got sidetracked.”
“Oh,” he yawned, while rubbing his eyes.
We slowly traveled through the house together. I was waiting on him to continue fussing, but he just grew quiet.
I cut my eyes at him. “That’s all you gone say, daddy?”
“Yeah, pretty much. I was thinking while you was talking…and you ‘bout to be eighteen. You a young lady. You make good grades. Don’t give us no problems and we have your location. So, your explanation is cool. I aint about to make this a big thing.”
“Oh, okay,” I inhaled. “But daddy—”
“You’re home, I see,” my mama interrupted, as she met us in the living room, clad in a silk robe with probably nothing underneath, knowing her.
“Yeah,” I muttered.
“You must’ve been over there taking your sweet time on those babies’ hair,” she assumed.
“Not really.” I bit my lip.
