Love to hate (slowly upgrading and editing)

Chapter 8

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"Hello... Jason are you still coming?".  I asked after the line picked up. The first response I hear is "Bitch why the fuck your number in my husband's phone?" which was Rochelle. "I am not a Bitch, the reason WHY, Rochelle, is because he put his phone number in my phone for his son, Brandon. Whom he needs to speak with.

 "You know damn well Brandon is not Jason's baby, I thought Brandon was Darius's baby, you got Jason over here thinking that Brandon is his." Rochelle stated brashly 

Rochelle was Jason's current girlfriend and self-proclaimed "wife". 

 "Well, you thought wrong. Brandon is Jason's son. Do you want a cookie or something, because I finally gave you the answer you were looking for. And learn how to mind your own damn business. I don't have to explain shit to you." I stated with an eye roll. 

 Jason is Brandon's father, why would I lie for. All I want right now is Jason to stop lying to his son and do what he says he's going to do. Which is spend time with his son, Brandon. And another thing Darius is Brandon's GOD FATHER. He just calls Brandon his son, Darius knows who Brandon's biological father is, which is Jason. 

I hung up on Rochelle because she just like to start shit and I am not even going to stoop to her level. I'm a grown woman. I don't have time to argue with a supposed to be wife. 

After I hung up the phone, I looked up to see Brandon with tears running a marathon down his face. I got up and walked around the table. I picked him up and hugged him. "It's going to be okay, I'm sorry for yelling" I said rocking him back and forth. Jerrod just stood there and stared at me and Brandon.

" I aint know Darius was down here," said Jerrod

" Yeah, he's down here, you know him pop in, pop out type of person." I spoke

" Naw, not while um here, he gone stay in one place and that one place is your place. " Jerrod said.

I laughed and said "How you just going to volunteer my house as an open house" 

"Because I can and because I know you wouldn't mind. " Jerrod said

"You're not even going to ask, are you?" I said

"Yeah, Red may I  crash at your place, I got a plan to get Darius to stay." Jerrod said

"And I am not in your plans I am going to stay as far away from you and him as possible. " I said

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2 minutes later....

waiter: "May I take your order " my waiter with a name tag that said "Scott" asked me 

" I would like a small stack of butter milk pancakes with a side of orange juice and a cheesy egg omelets  and that will be all. " I said the pancakes and juice were for Brandon  and the omelet was for me.

"Wait what about me, you ain't gone order and pay for my food are you." Stated Jerrod with on of his sharp eyebrows cocked up looking at me like I was the crazy one.

He asked I looked at him like lost his mind, because he just did because I am not going to pay for his food. I am paying for me and Brandon's breakfast, and that is it. He has money.

" No, you have your own money and you can speak for yourself." I responded

"Mane, whatever, I got you, don't ask me for nothing." stated Jerrod with apparent attitude

"Don't worry I won't" I stated with sass in my voice.

"I want three pancakes, eggs over easy, grits, bacon, and a glass of orange juice." stated Jerrod to the waiter named Scott.

"Will that be all?" stated Scott

"Yes, thank you" both me and Jerrod stated simultaneously 

" Your welcome" stated politely and cheerfully by (Scott ):

He thought I was going to pay all that shit he done ordered. The fool done lost his got damn mine, knowing him he got way more money than me, I'm not saying that I'm broke or anything, I'm just not going to pay for his stuff.

Scott walked off to the back of the restaurant. While we were waiting. Jerrod asked to see Brandon. Jerrod has never met Brandon before. I had him when Jerrod was doing what he wanted to do. I passed a hungry Brandon to Jerrod.

At first Brandon didn't want to go to Jerrod, but once we started to eat and converse, he got a custom to Jerrod.

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After breakfast I went home Jerrod followed me on the way home to see how the house looks and to see which room he wants. I sat on the couch with Brandon's head laying on my shoulder we were watching SpongeBob on TV and he was being quiet. That is good he is never this quiet unless he is sleepy.

It was now 11:00 am afternoon and Jason is supposed to be here, and he's not. I just hope he keeps his promises.

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"Knock Knock Knock Knock" came a knock on the door. I looked at the clock at the bottom of the TV screen it stated 3:00 pm. Me and Brandon had fallen asleep on the sofa. I went and placed Brandon on the sofa and answered the door. 

I opened the door and to my surprise I see Ezra. My face is in shock when I see his face. Circling his right eye a dark in color burse stains his face. Among others things that are a miss Then I notice behind him Darius and Jason looking very pissed.

I say nothing and open the door to let them in. The first person to speak is Darius. He first grabs me and pulls me into my master suite. Locking and closing the door behind him. 

"Why the fuck you didn't tell me Erza raped you" he yanked my arm to pull me close to him. So I would be in his face. just a few inches from his face actually. 

There a loud crash sound coming from the front of the house.