Consequences

21

Zaria woke up at three A.M. She felt funny sleeping without Nic holding her. She crept downstairs, hoping her mother didn't hear her. They had been in Jackson for a week, and she was at her wits' end. It was evident after the first day that they could not be close. Zaria's mother wasn't rude to Nic, but she wasn't nice either. Nic tried on several occasions to strike up a conversation, but it wasn't working. One day Nic slipped up and called Carmen baby, causing her shocked mother to drop her glass of water. They would be headed to L.A. in two more days. She just hoped she could make it that long.

Zaria walked into the small guest bedroom, where Nic was sleeping. She climbed on top of her, waking Nic up. She started to kiss her, pulling her own shirt off in the process.Nic protested and pushed her away.
"Hell, no, Zaria, we are not about to do this in your mother's house,"
she whispered, looking around, hoping that no one was going to walk in.
"Baby, it is three o'clock in the morning. She and my sister are asleep. Now, make love to me now."
She lifted one of her breasts and rubbed it against Nic's mouth. Nic couldn't resist. She turned Zaria over and quickly began to pull her clothes off. Grabbing hold of her hips, Nic buried her face between Zaria's thick thighs.

Zaria made her moans as quiet as possible. She put a pillow over her face and tried to drown out the sounds that she was making. She felt an intense orgasm coming on. She wondered if it was the sheer fact that she was in her mother's house that was making the sex so good. Nic lifted her face.
"Did you hear that?"
"Hell, no. Don't stop."
Zaria pushed Nic's head back between her legs. She could feel the orgasm coming. She began to shake. She was seeing the light. Nic instantly stopped. Zaria turned around to see her mother standing there with her hand on the light switch. She quickly closed the door, leaving Nic and Zaria frozen in the same spot.

Nic jumped up.
"Shit, shit, shit! Zaria, damn I told you. Shit! She is gonna come back and shoot both of us!"
Nic fumbled around, trying to find her wife-beater.
Zaria scrambled to get her clothes on. She looked over at the clock, realizing they had been making love for almost two hours. Her mother had gotten up to start her preparations for Christmas dinner that day.
"Baby, calm down. She doesn't even have a gun."
"Then she is going to stab me. Damn, you had to come down here and fuck with me."
Nic was freaking out completely.
"Look, I will go talk to her."
Zaria left the hysterical Nic and headed to the kitchen. She had no idea what she was going to say. She saw her mother washing greens in the sink.

"Mom."
"Are you coming in here to help me cook?"
her mother said, not looking up from the sink.
"Sure, I can help."
Zaria grabbed the bag of peas and began to snap them at the kitchen table.
"Mother, I am sorry about-"
"Zaria, I do not want to talk about that,"
her mother said, cutting her off quickly.
"But, Mom, you don't-"
"Zaria, I said I do not want to talk about it. Why would a mother want to talk about walking in on her daughter letting some girl lick on her?"
Her mother threw the greens into the sink. Zaria didn't know how to respond. She was becoming nervous. She decided to drop it and continued to snap peas.

The room was quiet. Zaria knew she had to break the silence.
"Mom, can I make the lasagna this year?"
Her mother looked up at her.
"When did you learn how to make lasagna?"
Her mother knew that she did not know how to cook.
"Well, Taraji's grandmother taught me how to cook.
I can pretty much cook anything."
Zaria's mother looked at her. Zaria could tell she was surprised.
"You sure learned a lot of things in college,"
her mother stated.
Zaria knew she was not talking about cooking anymore.
"Actually, I knew a lot before I left for school. Mom, I am about to gradutate with honors. I am the vice president of the most successful year of SGR. I have five job offers, and I have a person in my life that loves me more than I love myself sometimes. Why can t you Just give her a chance?"
Her mother looked at Zaria with tears in her eyes.
"Yes, Zaria, you have done well. But what about babies? She can never give you those. I will never be a grandmother. You are going to miss out on so much."
"Mom, I can still have children. I still plan on having one. Mom, Nicole loves me so much. She holds me up when I think I am going to fall. Just like Daddy did for you."

Zaria was crying hard. Tears were running down her mother's face as well.
"Zaria , I love you, and I just want what's best for you."
"Nic is what is best for me. Mom, before Nic, I had no self esteem. I did not love myself. Well, she loves me so much that I couldn't help but start to love myself as well."
Zaria put her arms around her mother.
"Can't you see that I am happy? Can't you see how in love I am?"
"Baby, I can see that you love her. I didn't realize it was this serious to you."
Her mother held her close.
"It is. So please give her a chance."
Zaria's mother wiped her eyes.
"Zaria, if you trely love her, I refuse to stand in your way. I will give her a chance."

Zaria looked up at her mother and smiled.
"Now call your little girlfriend in here so she can help us cook."
Zaria called Nic to the room. She peeped her head around the door. Her bright face was red. They could tell how embarrassed she was. Zaria and her mother began to laugh.
"Girl, come in here and get to helping us cook. But I am telling both of you the only person who can hunch in this house is the one who paid for it."
Nic sighed in relief. Zaria knew that everything was going to be all right. They continued to prepare Christmas dinner.

"So did you want to go to your sister's house today?" Roman asked Armani as they got dressed to find somewhere to eat Christmas dinner.
"Hell no! I don't talk to that bitch anymore,"
Armani yelled. She hadn't spoken to her sister since last year. She walked in on her sister trying to make a pass at Mckenna and hadn't forgiven her since.
"Damn, why is it like that?"
Roman asked.
"Cause the bitch tried to sleep with my ga-um, man."
Armani caught herself in time. She almost let her secret slip. She had been finding it hard to not let her orientation slip. She almost made a comment about a girl while out with him. When talking about her ex-relationships, she constantly had to make sure not to mention any girl names or use any feminine references to them.

"Damn, sorry to hear that. I guess she never grew out of that. You know she tried to get with me once."
Armani quickly turned her head at the statement he made.
"Yes, it was one day when I was waiting on you at the house and she asked me to fuck her."
"Oh, really? Well, I guess that's an ass kicking that I need to add to my list,"
Armani said as she combed her hair.
"Oh, it's not like that. I never wanted that girl, and it's always been you, boo."
Roman smacked her on her butt. Armani hadn't had so much fun with anyone she had dated recently, only Mckenna. She was actually dreading him leaving.

"So, um, Rome, when do you think you are going to make it back to Florida?"
Armani asked.
"Um, it will probably be a few weeks. I have a lot of work to catch up on,"
Armani said as they headed out the door.
"I'm going to get back as soon as possible though."
"Oh, OK then."
Armani tried to not sound disappointed. Roman could sense her feelings.
"Baby, I'll be back very soon. I am not going to be away from you for too long. You are my girl again."
Armani's eyes brightened. She realized what he just said.
"Are you saying you want me back as your girl?"
"Armani, there is nothing I want more. Will you be my girl again?"
Roman stopped and looked into Armani's eyes.
She forgot about all of her skeletons in her closet.
"Yes, I'm yours."