Bold, Thick, and Beautiful

New Beginnings (Continued)

How in the hell am I going to get this shit home with no truck? That's what I stood there thinking to myself.

"Hey, my brother own a truck, maybe if he ain't busy right now I can get him to be a make shift delivery driver for today. I would do it but my truck in the shop" Kyle said.

"Thanks, but I'm good. I don't want to start off my first week here bugging people" I said with a smile.

"Naw, you straight. He ain't doing shit no way but sleeping. He need to get up, it's already 11:30"

"Wellllll, I guess. I really don't have to many options do I?

"Don't have to many options, are you serious? You have absolutely no options" he said while texting on his phone.

"Fine, call your brother since you put it that way".

"I already texted him; he said he own his way when he hop out the shower" he said smiling.

"Already texted him, how did you know I was gone agree?"

"Please like you had a choice girlfriend" he said in a girly voice while waving his hand and snapping his finger. Which made me laugh so hard. It's been a long time since I laughed. Two years to be exact.

"I just may"

After my parents death I threw myself into my school work and focused on my education to make parents proud of me. I stopped hanging with friends, stopped going out, stopped dating, I stopped everything. I figured why bother having family and friends when they can be taken away in a heartbeat. So I blocked myself from feeling any type of emotional connection towards anyone. I didn't want love or need it from anyone. My parents was all I needed; they were all I had and to this day I blame God for taking them away fro me to soon.

My daddy won't get to walk me down the aisle, I won't get my father daughter dance, they won't be here for my first born child which is their first grandchild. The only special moments we got a chance to share was my sweet sixteen, my driver license, my ball, my prom, and my graduation. All of my special moments were shared with my parents.