He hooded his eyes. “So, you see yourself marrying her?”
Jahreiah
My mama was coming at me with some hard questions, and I told myself that there was no longer a point in lying.
“No, mama.” I gulped.
She squinted. “No, what?”
“No to your question.”
“So, he aint wearing condoms?”
I exhaled. “No.”
“Oh, wow.” She scratched her scalp. “I definitely didn’t expect you to keep itthatreal. So, you want the lil’ nigga to knock you up?”
“Mama—”
“Nah, fuck that. Don’t beat around the bush. Keep it real. You in love, Jahreiah?”
I nodded my head, as my eyes filled with tears.
Her expression softened. “What you crying for?”
“Cause. I don’t want you to be mad at me,” I admitted, while tears fell freely.
She sighed. “Girl, have I cussed or fussed at you, yet?”
“No,” I sniffed, while wiping my face.
“Okay, then.” She stared at me unblinkingly. “Look, you should never forget that I aint like the rest of these mamas ‘round here. I don’t expect my kids to live up to these make-believe ass standards. As long as y’all aint on no dope, aint robbing or stealing, then I'm good. Your daddy hustled so hard that you aint gotta work a day in your life, if you don’t want to. So, you can literally live your life however you want. Whatever makes you happy. In the meantime, I’m just here to make sure that you’re nobody’s fool. That’s why I push all y’all to be all you can be. But you’re allowed to be human. And it would be super hypocritical of me to chastise you about sex, when I had three damn kids by your age. So, know that I'm just trying to make sense of this,” she explained. “So, I’m not gonna knock you over the head for fucking. But…we will be going to the doctor to get on birth control. Cause a baby don’t need to be in this equation, until after you have a diploma in your hand.”
Chapter 8
Pulling up to school that morning felt different. After that tough talk with my mama, I felt such a huge sense of relief. Now, I could do everything openly, while also opening a new chapter with Sin J.
Hopping out of my Benz, I allowed Jaylah to walk ahead of me, because I already knew that I was about to make a pit stop.
A smile gradually spread across my face, as I noticed him leaning against the hood of his Benz, smirking.
Casually rocking Givenchy from head to toe, while the sun hit those mesmerizing grey eyes perfectly was enough for me to melt at the sight.
“Morning,” I sang, as I approached him.
“Morning,” he responded, before pulling me into his arms for a tight hug. “I’m sorry,” he apologized, before placing a juicy kiss upon my lips.
I frowned. “Sorry for what?”
“For having you in that situation last night. I know that you hated that we got caught. By your big cousin, at that. And that’s my fault. Acting like a freaky frog, and shit. I was just backed-up. It had been a few days…and I just couldn’t help myself.”
I shook my head. “Clearly, neither of us were thinking straight, but it’s okay.”
He nodded, before reaching behind himself and grabbing a bouquet of flowers. “Here, baby.”
“Aww,” I gushed, as he handed the flowers to me. “Thanks, bae.” I hugged him again.
“You’re welcome, shorty. Now,” he cleared his throat. “Did you have that talk with your moms and pops?”
