Made To Believe ✔️

Chapter Thirteen

DIANA'S POV

"It's been four days Salome, get over it. You can't be mad at me forever."I scolded my best friend.

She still wouldn't talk to me for going to the Nyashinski concert without her. It's not like I had any control over that. If I did, I definitely would have invited her.

"Yes I can."Salome grumbled laying out cupcakes with a variety of toppings on the display.

"If you don't talk to me I will eat all those cupcakes by myself."I threatened.

"Fine."Salome replied putting away the last cupcake.

She sneered at me before walking past me in a huff and walking back into the kitchen. Salome didn't like it when I ate stuff from the display so her allowing me to have some meant she really was pissed. She was being irrational which actually didn't make sense since I had no control over inviting her to the event. Tired of her attitude I walked into the kitchen to make things right. I found her hunched over the sink drinking water as she rubbed her lower stomach with her free hand. It took me a few seconds to understand what was going on.

"You bitch, you got your period."I exclaimed.

Salome hadn't gotten her period ever since she got pregnant with Oliver. Looks like it was back.

"Yeah."She grumbled turning to look at me.

"You've been prissy at me the past few days, not because you're actually mad about the concert but because lady red is back."I pointed out.

"I guess I kind of forgot how bad it messes with my mood."Salome replied.

"Is it painful?"

"No just uncomfortable and my emotions are all over the place."Salome lamented.

Now that I was fully aware of what was going on I felt sorry for her. I walked towards her we pulled her in for a hug.

"I'm sorry love but now you can stop making fun of me when I have my period."I chided and she pushed me away.

"I'll take Oliver off your hands before you take out your prissy attitude on him."I said picking up my nephew whose little fist immediately latched onto one of my braids.

"I would never do that to my son."Salome defended.

"You did it to your best friend, that's a very thin line to cross before you get to your son."I replied and before she could argue I walked out of there.

Traffic in and out of the bookcafe was a little slow and since Sophia was also on duty I took a seat out front on one of the reading booths with Oliver. Picking up the Winnie The Pooh book I began reading it to Oliver showing him the brightly colored photos.

I was determined to make him a book worm like me. By the time he got to ten years old, he'd be practically living in the library. To me books were everything. They were educative, informative, entertaining and if you were really into them could provide a high no drug could give.

An hour later Salome brought me tacos for lunch. It was her apology meal to me since she knew how much I loved tacos and they were not that easy to make, especially the fillings. So I could eat without messing me and Oliver up, I grabbed Oliver's feeding chair so I could also feed him bits and pieces of what I was having. He was old enough to eat literally anything as long as he enjoyed it and wasn't allergic.

I looked up from feeding Oliver when the bell at the door rang signalling a customer had walked in. I almost choked on a taco shell when I saw that it was Kareem. I had no idea what he was doing at the bookcafe, he hadn't even told me he was stopping by. We had been texting a lot since the date so he could have at least mentioned it to avoid taking me by surprise.