Pretend (ON HOLD)

Thanksgiving Together!

Still Your P.O.V.

Since what happened a few weeks ago Issa and I have not been talking like usual. We would occasionally hold a conversation, but it would only last a few minutes. It makes me feel unwanted, but I would never do anything to hurt Issa or my relationship.

Isa and I are making sandwiches and snacks for our picnic at the beach. Isa wanted us to make Tuna, Ham, Cheese, and PBJ sandwiches so that's what we did. We got ready and headed to the beach. Pulling up my eyes stung as I saw a person I never wished to see again leaving in an all black Benz. Isa helped me set up the blanket and the food. After eating a few things Isa got up and went to the water. Of course I hopped up right away from my motherly instincts and went after her. We walked along the shore with our feet in the water.

"Look mommy!" Isa cried.

"That's pretty Princess. Why dont you pick it up and bring it for daddy or we could make something for Grandma for Christmas?!"

"Yh! I think she would like that!"

"Well know we have to get some supplies and YouTube cause your Momma dont know nothing bout making jewelry!"

Then she giggled.

Heading home Isa fell asleep with her mouth open. It was so cute. It reminded me if Issa.

Since Thanksgiving is coming up in a few days, we took a turn to Walmart. Buying all the seasonings and placing them into the car was fine. It was holding Isa in my hand that was the hard part. This little girl aint so little.

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HAPPY TURKEY DAY!

Yes! It was Thanksgiving Day and I was so happy cause I could eat, eat, and most importantly, EAT! I was gonna enjoy myself. Of course Ma came over and she is even brought some of her friends to help cook. FEAST was the only word I could use to describe what going on in my kitchen. I didn't even know that my kitchen could make things like this. Yes, I can cook, but nothing like this. We had all sorts of meat, poultry, starch and plenty other foods from all around. We had foods from Thailand, Italy, China, and the Caribbean. Maybe it was cause of the ladies in my kitchen but dang! I pitched in here and there, but I was mostly watching Issa and getting stuff ready to take down to our local homeless shelter. This year for Thanksgiving and Christmas we were gonna cook extra food and give what we have with those that dont have.

After all the food was placed into bowls and other containers we headed down to the shelter. Walking into the shelter was weird. I felt as if I was over dressed because many of the people were not as healthy looking as others. Turning my head I nearly snapped my neck. I saw the person again, but the person didn't see me. Thank the Lord, I thought. I moved slightly quicker to get the food out the car and in to the building.

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"Y'all, this the best damn food I had in my life!" Issa complimented. Many others nodded in agreement. We were sitting around the table in the back of the house. No words were spok n mainly because everybody was talking with their foods.

After everyone helping to clean up and put things away it was only Ma, Isa, Issa, and myself in the house. Issa had just came back from putting Isa to sleep. The kitchen was filled with silence with only the sounds of breathing filling our ears.

"What is going on with y'all!" Ma asked breaking the silence.

Issa just sighed as I kept quiet.

"The cat got y'all tongues or some shit?"

I glanced at Issa as he just looked down but quickly looked away as I saw he caught me looking.

"Y'all acting funny, been so from when I came. I wanna know what is wrong cause this AI t the way to be acting at this moment not at Thanksgiving and it gonna stop now cause you sho' as hell aint bringing that to Christmas Dinner. Let's talk about it cause I know y'all two could move a damn mule with yo stubborn asses."

I decided to speak up first cause u know she would just continue to go on and she will not stop. So why not? We married with a child and we shouldn't be not speaking for days cause of some stupid shit.

"Well... As you know on Issa birthday we went out. I decided to take a turn down memory lane and we headed to the strip club. We was having fun. Drinking. Dancing. The usually party scene. Then I left, but when I was gonna go back I saw a stripper giving him a lap dance so I kindly watched for two more seconds before getting a few more drinks and exiting the up. When we got home had an argument about what happened and he had the nerve to say that it was just a lap dance and that I was the one who brought him to the club in the first place but all I want Jim to understand is that I felt some kind of way as if I was being out in a competition with some trick!" I explained I what felt like one breathe and a shed tear.

I heard Issa get up and was bout to leave before Ma stopped him.

"Boy where you think you going?"
"Well I am going to sleep."
"The hell you aint. Get yo ass back in here and let stalk bout this bullshit. So you mean to tell me that some damn stripper came between y'all and for days y'all aint talking? That's some bullshit. Issa, Yn shouldn't have to feel as if she is in a competition with so..."
"MEHN ion even wanna hear all that cause she the one who brought me to the damn club. I dont even understand why we having this conversation cause it is just a bunch of bullshit!"
"Boy dont you dear interrupt me again! You got that?" Ma asked sternly. "Now. Lets start by telling each other how we feel. Starting with Issa."

He sighed. "Well as if we are taking this little incident to a whole different level, but I also feel as if you took the lap dance to heart when you were the one to bring me there... It wasnt my intentions to hurt your feelings or even get the lap dance but you know what you did earlier and you kno I wasnt settled." he mumbled the last part so I was the only one to hear. I tried not to chuckle as he continued. "But when she came she did what she did and I tried to get her off of me before she got killed but I will admit that I was speaking with me Dick and not my head at the moment and all this could've been solved with a little talking. I know that being the both of us without any help would've just made the situation worse so I just kept shut." I shifted in my seat as I got comfortable to explain how I felt.

Issa's P.O.V.

"When I watched from a distance I was really questioning myself about if I was good enough for you or was I being pushed out of the way by some stripper. I was thinking bout that when we first came in but I pushed it aside. I know I probably took my feelings out too much but I felt as if I was in a competition and I didn't like feeling that way at all."

It was absolutely bullshit and I wanted the tension gone. She shed a few tears as I rubbed her back in circular motions.

"Baby? Im sorry!" she looked up at me. "I forgive you and I love you and only you!" I said as I pulled her chin closer to me and gave her a kiss.

"Im sorry too. I forgive you and I love you more."

"Impossible!" I grinned as I kissed her again.

I had completely forgot about my Mama standing there. Yn chuckled at her emotional ass as I shook my head.

"AND I STRIKE AGAIN. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...!" she yelled as if she was not just wiping falling tears. We all erupted into laughter as we brought the night to an end.

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