"So he really kicked you out? Are you serious?!" Lamman exclaimed in both anger and shock after I told him what happened to me last night. We were currently in the library, skipping lunch so I could fill him in on everything. I couldn't tell him this morning because I didn't get to school until after the late bell, thanks to Bey. She insisted on taking me to school, because she didn't want me driving, even though I kept telling her I'm just fine driving myself. I'm pregnant, not recovering from an injury or something, but she wasn't hearing it. Then she insisted on us stopping to get breakfast so me and the baby could be good and fed, making us even later, but she couldn't have cared less.
Even though she was beyond pissed that my parents kicked me out, I know she was over the moon happy that I was now living at her house, because now she felt that we could be together all the time, better yet so SHE could be under ME all the time. If Mama T didn't put her foot down about me having my own room Bey would have snatched me up and damn near locked me in her room with her if she could. Needless to say, her clinginess has increased towards me a hundred fold.
At first it was cute, but now it's making me feel claustrophobic, and it's only been a day. Don't get me wrong, I love my Pookie, but times like this makes me happy she has a girlfriend so I can have some space. That's also why we were currently in the library and not the cafeteria, I was hiding from her so I could get a break. Of course she's been texting me trying to find out where I am, but I'm not responding other than the one text I sent her saying I was in my skin, then I put my phone on airplane mode. She can just redirect all that clingy ass energy towards her girlfriend and give me a break until we go home, or more importantly when my hormones are showing their pregnant asses and wants her to be all up on me and in me.
I nodded, "Yup, I didn't have much of a chance to explain myself. The insurance papers told them all they needed to know and his mind was pretty much made up, all they needed was my confirmation. Thankfully I know my parents well enough to have seen that coming so at least I have all my important things and some clothes, but Mama T already assured me she was going to get me some more clothes, as well as a desk job at her salon, so I won't have to worry about money or anything. She's really been my saving grace," I said and he nodded in surprise.
"Wow, I get that she's your neighbor and you're best friends with her daughter and all that, which I'm still trying to wrap my head around, but I can't help but wonder? why is she being so... extra generous and kind?" he curiously asked.
Oh I don't know...maybe because my baby is also her grandchild? I thought to myself, but he didn't know that, and I couldn't tell him that without revealing who my child's other parent was, which he still didn't know. All he knew was that I was pregnant, "I mean don't get me wrong, I'm glad she took you in, but I can talk to my parents, you know they love you like their own and I'm sure they wouldn't mind letting you stay with us, and I say that only because I don't want you to feel like you're intruding on Beyonce's mom or anything, because I know my door is always open for you," he said and I smiled and shook my head.
"I know, and thanks for the offer Mani but I'm sure I'm just fine where I'm at, Mama T wouldn't have it any other way. I promise I'm not intruding in any way, in fact, she's beyond happy that I'm living with them, and so is Bey. Besides, no offence, but you know our parents are best friends just like we are and that would just be too much for me, and way too awkward. I'd rather go through another round of morning sickness," I replied.
Actually I wouldn't. I'd rather accidentally shut my finger in a door than go through morning sickness again.
He nodded in understanding, "You're right, I understand. But just know the offer always stands, because you're family and family don't turn their backs on family."
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The Long, Hot Summer [RETIRED]
FanfictionWhen writing a one shot goes wr- Well, maybe not wrong, cause y'all did get a book out of it. A cute, but toxic ass love story. Get into it.