The Story Of A Phat Girl [3] (Urban)

Chapter {5}

A Week Later...

ZARIA'S POV:

I was in a gloomy mood today because I got a call from my mom today which surprised me because I haven't talked to her in four years in a half. Me and my mom use to be very close, I mean the woman was like my best friend till she found out I was dating Yori. My mom didn't approve of Yori because she knew what he did and didn't like it all. Our relationship really started drifting after I told her I was in love with Yori and that wasn't going to change so either you accept or you don't. Then once she figured out I had got pregnant she kicked me out her house and basically disowned. I cried for days when she kicked me out because I didn't know where I was going to go or what I was gon' do. Yori offered to let me live with him and I agreed, once my mom figured out about that she went off on me I mean calling me every name in the book but what killed me most she told me to never to call her or have any contact with her. She didn't even come to see the birth of her grandchild and that killed me, I tried to call her that day and tell her but you know what she said? She told me she couldn't give a damn and don't call her house anymore, I knew after that me and my mother relationship was over.

"What's wrong with you?" Yori asked sitting on the couch next to me wrapping his arms around me.

"She called me today." I said looking down and not even daring to look in Yori's brown eyes. I heard him sigh and I already knew he was staring at me but I just couldn't look at him.

"Look at me Zaria." Yori commanded and I followed. "What did she say?"

"She wanted to see me today." I'm scared to see her just seeing her makes me feel like I'm a little teenage girl who didn't know if she was making the right decision without her mother beside her.

"Do you want to see her?"

"I do but I just don't want to get dogged out again. How she did me was wrong Yori, she disowned and didn't even wanna see her own grandchild! I mean I know I make mistakes but having my child wasn't one and she couldn't even support me on that!" I cried out. Every time I talk about my mother I get emotional and it's been so long ago since this happened.

"Calm down Zaria." Yori said rubbing my back trying to comfort me. "I understand your upset Zaria but just hear the woman out. She is the person who gave you birth after all. If she starts to dog you out stand up for yourself."

"I can't disrespect my mom." I said looking at Yori crazy.

"There's a difference between standing up for yourself and letting her talk to you like you were that same young and confused teen girl again." Yori had a point but I just couldn't see myself speaking back to my mother.

"The wounds are still fresh Yori."

"I know that but do what you think is right." Yori said getting up and kissing my forehead leaving me to myself so I can think.

I was just weighing the pros and cons of this situation, pro is that we can rebuild our relationship we once had and con it could go south and our relationship won't be able to repair.

I got up off the couch slowly walking to our room so I could get ready hoping I won't regret my decision.

***

I looked at the house I thought I would never see again, it still looked the same from the outside. It brought back a lot of memories, good and bad. I knocked on her door waiting for her to answer. When she did I took the time to really see how much she changed on the outside. Her hair was in a pixie haircut, brown skin glowing, and she was still plump.

"Come in." She said with a smile that always gave me comfort letting me know everything was okay even when it wasn't.

I walked in slowly taking in the place, it still looked the same besides she had the house repainted. The house even still smelled like cinnamon that scent brought a smile to my face. I sat down on the couch in the living room looking around and she still had our family pictures up. I'm surprised she didn't cut me out of them or something.