32 - Coyy

7 0 0
                                    

When I walk into the kitchen, Carre and Grand-mere are standing there. With a flush on Carre's face, I look around. Curios and confused, "What are you doing?" I asked them she looked at me, clearly antagonized, and said, "This dumb machine doesn't want to listen!!" She hit the microwave with some effort and force. I walk to her and put my hands on her shoulders, "Breathe..., and what in the world did the microwave do to you?" I asked smiling, she glared at me. "It's! Just! That! It! Isn't! Working!" She said exasperatedly. I walked over to the microwave and punched in a few buttons, and looking over at her she stared at me in disbelief. I shrug. She came over and wrapped me in a hug. I hugged her back. "This is why you're awesome!" She said smiling. I look over at her.

"I am," I said smiling, she put her arms around my waist. "I know I'm awesome!" I said cheerily, she pushed me away. "I have to get back to that thing," Carre said pointing at the microwave. I walk over to it, "That thing has feelings, ya know. Isn't that right, Micro?" I asked patting Micro. She rolled her eyes and stalked off. "Don't let that meanie-head talk to you like that. You're the best. Aren't you? Aren't you little Micro?" I said in my puppy-dog-voice. "Don't let Carre be a meany head. No, no, no, we can't have that." Carre pokes her head into the kitchen, "I heard that!" Carre said, giving me a death stare. "Hmm... I bet you did." I mumble.

I walk into the bedroom where Carre is one the phone with her Mom. "Mama...but mama. Can we come to the wedding next Saturday?" She asks her. "Well that boy is Coyy...yes my boyfriend...and to which weddings you don't get a plus one?" My heart leaps at the sound of her calling me her boyfriend. I look back at her. "...we can dress up nice! I want to be there to see my mom get married! My Mom hasn't done anything involving relationships, now she's getting married, and her child wants to be there. For the cake and food tastings, and when she picks out a gown, and for the ceremony! I want to be there for my mother! I want to see my mother happy, just for once in her life, she has a chance of happiness. Is that too much to ask?" She nods, and hm-hmphs, and smiles.

Fifteen minutes later I walk back in and she's still on the phone with her Mom. I walked over to her, "Tisk-tisk." I say, she looks over at me funny. "Okay, Mom. I'll look it over with him ...Love you too!" She hangs up, "So what are you going to talk to him about? Who's him?" I gasp, "Are you cheating on me? You did call this mysterious person "boyfriend"...who is he?" I put my hand to my chest, gasping. I fall back on the bed. When I land, I stick my tongue to give my scene effect.

She rolls her eyes, she goes and sits down by my head playing with my hair. "I'm not cheating on you! The person I was talking about was you," She looks at me, and gives me a quick peck on the forehead and gets up, "when you're done playing dead I'm making lunch." My eyes grew large at the thought. I jump up and follow her. "What are you making?" She shrugs and goes to the fridge. She pulls out a box, and says, "Leftovers!" I roll my eyes and grab one.

Abused for Love [completed]Where stories live. Discover now