~Christian POV~
I slammed the front door and marched up to my room as anger continued to spread throughout my body. "Whose slamming doors!?" Mama shouted and I didn't respond, I just slammed my bedroom door and fell flat on my back on my bed as tears drained down my face.
I heard footsteps coming my way and mama and Iyanna burst through my door. "Christian what's the matter?" Mama yelled in shock unsure of what was happening.
"Fucking Rome mama!" I roared and both Iyanna and mama looked at me in disbelief. "Christian watch your mouth! What's going on with you!?" Mama shouted and Iyanna mouthed for me to stop and relax. "Take a breather Christian," Iyanna commands. I got up and grabbed the books that were on my bookshelf and threw them down in fury. "Who is Rome!?" Mama looked towards Iyanna, waiting for the answer. "From what I know... some guy she hangs out with, mama I don't know what's happening right now," Iyanna shrugged and gripped my arms to stop me from throwing things. She tugged me on the bed and tried to calm me down. "Stop it!!" She screamed and my anger slowly dissolved.
"Iyanna, give her some space. Christian... I will be back to talk about this Rome. Take a breather and relax am I understood?" She glared and I nodded my head.
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It has been at least 2 hours from since everything happened and I have been laying in my bed waiting for a text from Rome. I was angry at him and wanted him to at least explain. Tears streaked my face and my eyes were red from how much I cried. A burning headache pushing the breaks in my mind. My anger had evaporated and I stared at the ceiling unsure of what to do.
I heard mamas voice outside of my room door and I knew it was time to have this conversation with her. She opened my door and I looked over at her and then back up at the ceiling, pushing a strand of hair out of my eye.
I felt the side of my bed drop a little and her hand brushing at my hair. "Christian. What was that? You were cursing, you were throwing things all on the floor. What is wrong with you?!" She whisper shouted and I knew she was angry at me.
I stayed silent and continued to look at the ceiling when I felt mama line my face with hers so I can look at her. "Christian Háblame por favor." She pleaded and I took a deep breath. (Christian talk to me please.)
"I was dating or am dating... I'm not sure where we stand exactly with the fight we had, a guy name Rome. He's the sweetest. He was the one driving me places because he didn't like me riding around on my bike in the busy street. He would bring me flowers which is where I got those from," I pointed towards the set of tulips on my dresser. "He makes me really happy mama. I was not happy because of turning back to God, I was happy because of him. We have been dating for a month now and I really like him," I disclosed.
"So what made you act the way you acted?" She insinuated.
"He was seeing some girl behind my back and I just found out about it when he was dropping me home. He said that he wasn't doing anything and he only saw her because she needed help but I don't know." I exhaled from the weight that I had sitting on my shoulder.
Mama stayed quiet. It was as if she was going through a mental battle within herself on what to say.
"'Mama?" I touched her hand and she moved it away as if If a bee had stung her. "Christian listen to me. I am trying..." her voice cracks and I sit up from the position I was in to look into her eyes. "I am trying to be patient for you. I know that I don't know what happened between you and Dominic." I winced hearing his name for the first time from her mouth. "But do not let your past relationship affect your future ones. I will let you come forward about what happened between you two whenever you are ready, but please communicate with him baby," she begged and I closed my eyes feeling the tears blur my vision.
"Mama it's not that simple. I have so many unanswered questions that just sit in the back of my—" She cuts me off with a finger to my lips to hush me and moves closer to me.
"Ask him. You have all of these questions? You ask him and pray that he's honest with you. Why haven't you told me about him?" She asks as she lingers her gaze on my eyes hoping for the truth.
I sit up and lean against the wall to look back at her and lower my head. "I just... I was afraid. You don't know what happened between Dominic and I, but I felt as if you would blame everything on me," I wiped the tear that fell and looked up at her.
"Of course I would Christian!" She shouts and I wince. She caught on and lowered her voice. "I'm sorry. I would because right now, you have to take accountability for your actions. However it happened, I have a strong feeling that you just walked away without talking to him," She hints at and I slowly nod my head to agree.
"Talk to him." she said and then kissed my forehead. "And I want to have a longer conversation with you about this, but I want you in a better mood," she gets up and exits my room, closing the door behind her. I listened as her footsteps retreated and slammed my head back down on the bed. I am stubborn, I will not lie, but this is not something that I am ready to talk about with Rome. I have a strong feeling that I would still be upset with the situation because why is she feeling comfortable to call him like that? I do not like it. It makes me extremely uncomfortable and Rome should have maybe even asked if I am comfortable with the situation.
If he even cared enough to ask because clearly not.
