Zatima

Woman of Steel

Mr wilson: (hugs Fatima) how are you doing sweetie

Fatima: good good

Mrs wilson: you were not going to invite us to your in laws funeral ?

Fatima:I didn't think you wanted to be here

Mrs wilson: why not

Mr Wilson: look ladies this is not the time

Mrs wilson: they've been hugging for long don't you think? Who's she

Fatima: his therapist

Mrs Wilson: mhhhhh

Mr Wilson: I'm going to talk to the boy...want to come with me

Mrs Wilson: I need to talk to Fatima..go ahead

Mr wilson: please accept my condolences

Zac: thank you sir

Mr wilson: can I give you a hug

Zac: of course

Mr Wilson Hugs him and he breaks down crying again
Mr Wilson: where's your father son

Zac: never met him

Mr wilson: oh boy...hugs him again

Zac: thanks for coming... and I really needed that hug

Mr Wilson: we need to talk but I know now is not the  time

Zac:  first of all I want to apologize for what happened at the house

Mr Wilson: you are forgiven boy...you don't have to ask

Zac: thanks sir

Mr wilson: you want to sit down and talk?

Zac: sure sir...I'll get us some drinks

Mrs wilson: looks like he warmed your step dads heart

(They both look at Zac and Mr Wilson...Zac has his head on his shoulder and they keep talking non stop)

Fatima: Zac is a nice guy...you should give him a chance

Mrs Wilson: he's disrespectful

Fatima: ma what are you talking about...he acted that way because you started attacking him first

Mrs wilson; he didn't tell you?

Fatima: what?

Mrs wilson: he came to me to tell me to apologize to you for what I said when I called you

Fatima: what ?

Mrs Wilson: yes...he came to tell me how lucky I am to have a daughter like you...how you are the smartest and most ambitious woman he's ever met

Fatima: (smiling)

Mrs wilson: girl get that smile off your face... it doesn't change the fact that the clock is ticking

Fatima: mama I'm going to take the exam next month

Mrs wilson: really?

Fatima: yes...Zac made sure I scheduled the exams and that I was preparing for it

Mrs Wilson: interesting man...the first time I saw him he had a girl in his arms and today he was all wrapped around his therapist...are you sure you want to do this

Fatima: yes...I love Zac and I know he loves me too...the rest we will figure it out later

Mrs Wilson: well if you say so

They both walk to where Zac and mr wilson are all cuddled up
Mr wilson: I knew I liked the boy...you chose the right one..a lil work to do but he's a good one

Fatima: thanks dad

Mrs Wilson: accept my condolences

Zac: thanks

Mr Wilson: seems the funeral is over...we will take our leave now...boy don't be a stranger... give me a call

Zac: I will thanks...thanks for coming. Have a good day
(Hugs Him again and they bid their good byes)

Fatima: how are you feeling

Zac: sad

Fatima: mmmhh i'm truly sorry about your mom babe

Zac: I know...thanks for sending the crowd away and helping to put this together

Fatima: I got you

Zac: thanks...want me to take you to your apartment ? I can drive you there...I know you don't like driving

Fatima: I want to stay with you tonight

Zac: I don't think that's a good idea...I want to be alone

Fatima: if that's what you want fine... but I'm coming home with you...I'll not be in your space...you won't even know I'm there

Zac: nah let me take you to your apartment

Fatima: no! I'm coming to the house...you said it was our house remember

Zac: I'm not in the right state of mind...I don't want to be an asshole to you and then you pack your bags and run

Fatima: Zac I don't run

Zac: listen can you do what I say for once in your life please

Fatima: let's go home...I'll sleep on the couch tonight

Zac: I can't let you sleep on the couch

Walks  away to sit in the car and starts honking for Zac to get inside the car

At home
Deja: Zac I heard about your mom..I'm so sorry

Zac: thanks deja

Fatima: girl your rent is due next week...don't make me remind you again

Deja: his mom just died and you are thinking of rent? Girl What metal are you made of

Fatima: steel

Zac: guys not today please

Deja: go ahead...woman of steel...Zac if you need anything you can just call me

Fatima: bitch don't try me...do you want to die

Zac: really ? Death ?

Fatima: I'm sorry...I'm sorry ...let's just go in please

Deja: I don't know why you put up with her

Fatima: Deja imma tell you one time...stay out of our business