"you say it's because of my age, girl, but age ain't nothing but a number"
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a story of which a mother of two finds herself entangled with her son's best friend, jungkook.
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For the first time in months, I had done a full face of glam make up; shimmering light nude eyeshadow that complimented my matching nude lip, outlined by a dark lip liner.
I was in baby pink two piece set— a cropped top and a mini skirt. The top was very rigid, almost corset like and they enunciated my cleavage, while my mini skirt was scandalous and risquéx
Inspecting myself in the mirror, I began to debate whether I should leave my hair down or pin it up. Unable to come to a decision, I made way to my daughter's room to get her opinion.
As I was about to push open her door, I overheard to her clearly talking on the phone.
"Yeah, my mom said she's going out tonight. Thank God. Usually she would force me to stay in and play card games with her. Does that sound evil? I know she's my mom and I love being around her, I really do. But other kids our age go to parties on a Friday night. I'm stuck at home with her because she's lonely and stuff. I'm happy she's starting to do dating again." I heard Destiny say lowly through the phone and I instantly felt a heaviness in my chest. But I didn't take it to heart. Because I knew she was right and I felt the same way about my mom when I was a teenager.
I knew it wasn't maliciously intended. She was just a kid.
So forcing a smile on my face, I knocked on her door, to make my presence known, before entering shortly after.
"Desi?" I murmured as I walked slowly into her room. "I need help. Hair down or up?"
I watched as her eyes lit up once she laid eyes on me. "Mommy you look so pretty!" She beamed at me, putting her phone down as she stared at me in awe.
"Thank you, baby." I smiled at her appreciatively. Whenever my kids complimented me, I knew that's when I was looking good.
"Leave it down. It'll look prettier like that." Destiny told me and I nodded my head, in agreement.
"Shoot. It's already 9." I murmured under my breath, inspecting my watch as my hot date was supposed to have picked me up already, so he was running a little late.
"Have fun." Destiny chirped and I made my way over to her and placed a kiss on her cheek, before stroking her braids.
"I'll try to." I murmured. "I know I don't need to tell you, you're naturally the good kid, but be good, okay? Your brother is in the house. Same with JK. You call me if you need anything, okay? Don't eat dinner too late. It's already 9, by 9:30 you need to have eaten. Trey ordered pizza and it's downstairs."
"Okay." Destiny nodded, smiling and with that, I left her room and made my way downstairs, to wear my heels and to wait for my hot date, Michael. He was a financial advisor, early fifties, no kids and he resided in Manhattan. He sent me a message notifying me about the traffic, so he was due to be a few minutes late.
I made my way downstairs whilst the boys were playing fifa. But as they were so engrossed in the video game, they didn't actually acknowledge me until I strolled right past them.
