It'll be

chapter thirteen.

"Im happy for you cuz, but you are in so much trouble." Keo, one of her cousins said from the backseat of the escalade that she was driving back home from the game.

"You think I do not know that?" She snapped, looking back at him in the rearview mirror.

"Then why would you do that to yourself?" Another one of them giggled. It was as if the first time she got in trouble was funny.

What was she supposed to say, no? When the whole gym full of people from two different schools, parents. It was something that she would not like to happen to her too. This was the same thing that she told her aunt and uncle when they pulled her into the office.

"If you didn't know, which I'm sure you did, you cannot date until you are sixteen. Also, the nigga didn't even come to see me," the way her uncle articulated his words it was pretty evident that he was an angry man.

"Auntie, please," she turned to her aunt in a whisper which only made her only shift her gaze from her to avoid caving in. "Uncle, I didn't know he was going to ask me, I couldn't say no to him in that situation. I promise, ." She pleaded with him.

"Give me the boy's number." Tyrell said to her whose jaw was on the floor at these words.

"What?" She could only manage to mumble her question out at this point. She could not believe this was happening. "Why, I'm the one in trouble not him, " she objected, not really understanding what was the big deal with having a boyfriend.

"Give me the number sage." Her uncle said, her voice now calm. He was tired of dealing with her. She was the only kid who did not shake in her boots when they were in trouble. He didn't like that Mia said nothing through out the whole thing. She had developed a soft spot for her and loved her assertiveness, her curiosity and confidence.

Sage sighed and gave his number to her uncle. "You should really talk to your husband." Sage said playfully as she walked out of the room to try to lighten the mood. Mia found it funny, but not Tyrell. 

She ran upstairs to the eastern wing, where all the kids rooms were located and found her way to Razaiah's room, where she was up watching Netflix. She was all wrapped up and eating a big bag of chips. It was a rough night for her but they had to talk about it.

"So..." she started, not really sure how to let it down easy. "You and Keith used to date." She chose to simply say as it was. She was equally displeased but it was pretty evident she was in a tough spot.

"I don't really wanna talk about it right now sage." She dismissed it, her voice reflecting her sadness.

"Me neither, This is a conversation we should've had long ago." Sage had to put down her foot in order to be in the light to what was really going on.

"No, this conversation should never happen." Razaiah thundered, throwing her comforter off of her. Her eyes were red, evidence that she had been crying. "I was trying to protect you, and I will protect you forever. This boy is mean and toxic, he is a narcissist under all that facade of niceness and his handsome face."

"You could've just told me that from the first, I could've believed you." Sage said, ready to give up this whole conversation.

"Im sorry," Razaiah said, sitting back down. Sage started walking out, not really sure what to say her. She wanted to yell that she had a right to know everything but she couldn't. "Tomorrow morning, let's go golfing. I promise I'll tell you everything." Razaiah yelled before she walked out of her room. She didn't even stop. But it eased her heart to Hear that she was willing to tell her what was wrong.   

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The next morning after breakfast the girls left for the golf park in Razaiah's lexus. The drive was pretty quiet, with some Caribbean music playing on low volume in the car. It was a beautiful day, the skies were the clearest and bluest they'd ever been, and the green grass in the park was so inviting. Once they got there, They got out of the car, and headed for the trunk to grab their golf clubs. They were both coincidentally dressed in all while, razaiah with shorts, and sage with a little skirt and cute shades.

"You wanna get a picture before we start ?" Razaiah enquired, trying to lift off the deadly silence.

"Yeah sure," sage replied and handed her phone to her. She posed for a little bit. "Also, I don't know the first thing about this shit so I'll grab some pictures of you."

"Don't you want to learn?" Razaiah asked, taking her keys off the phone for a second, then getting back to taking a million photos of her.

"No thanks." She simply replied then went to grab the golf bag from the trunk and shutting it. She walked to the field, ready to do nothing other than hear her story. She knew that Razaiah was nervous but there was no way around this.

They started the game, with sage stood on the side wondering when she was going to start talking. She didn't want to push her into it. She wanted it to be her own will.

"You see I was the same way when I fist saw Keith, I couldn't believe he was real. And he knew how hard I had fallen for him, I wasn't sure whether he liked me or he just liked that I liked him. I was too dumb and engrossed that I didn't even mind." She said, after she took the swing. And looked right at her cousin, as if telling her that she wasn't the only one. "And some girls warned me, but I didn't care." I got into a relationship with him, after he asked ever so extravagantly, and made me feel like I was the only girl in the world." At this she laughed as if looking back to how dumb she was, and how cringe it was. "So we were so deep into it. The sex was mind blowing. And the sad part is he was my first. So we go on for like several months and I was starting to pick out some of his red flags but my dumb ass let it slide. The dude was racist and even said the "N" word." They were walking at this point, trying to find out where the bar went.

"You were dumb not gonna lie babes. How'd you let that slide?" Sage laughed, making Razaiah smile, then got a picture of her. 

"Fast forward I'm pregnant..." she went on with her story, but sage cut her off.

"Woah whoa woah, you got pregnant?"

"Yes girl, What do you expect?" Razaiah replied. " I decided ill keep the baby, and not tell him because I knew he wouldn't step up. There I am, hiding my baby, trying  to find an appropriate way to tell my parents. I knew they'd help me. I was stressed, but not so much, because they couldn't kick me out. Everyday I told myself I was going to but I couldn't, till I didn't have to. I was bleeding massively one day, dad and mom weren't home, and people in the house be staying they room unless they get called downstairs. I take a shower, then drive to the hospital. That said my baby died. I was stressing too much. I never knew what to feel happy, sad, relieved. So I had to tell someone, I told Keith and he said he don't gotta do nothing about the 'dead thing' and that was when I broke up with him." Razaiah finished up her story. She want sure she could do this, but she did and she was so proud of her self, and so was her cousin who hugged her. She felt bad for acting like the victim for even a second.

"Im so sorry,"

"Don't be." Razaiah simply said, whilst in the hug.