Going Under

Chapter 10

Mahogany sat on the edge of the bed that her and Danna shared, thinking of which outfit she was going to wear to wherever Taj was inviting them to. He didn't mention where they were going he just gave the girls a specific time to be ready.

"Do you like this one or that one, Ge?" Mahogany asked as she laid out a white laced dress that would come a few inches above her knees and a pair of white bell bottom pants with a cute floral shirt to match.

"I like the white dress." Gegee said softly and pointed at the white dress.

"I do too, Ge. What about you Quinton?" Mahogany asked as she watched him attempt to tug at the white dress.

"Can I go, Mahogany?" Gegee pleaded. "I'm gone be bored."

"No, if I knew where I was going, you could come. Plus you have to be invited hun." Mahogany said as she picked Quinton up from the bed and placed him on the pink rug beneath her feet.

She looked at the screen of her phone to check the time. Nachelle still hadn't made it back. Mahogany knew that her Aunty Ann watching him was out of the question. Her door was closed. Once Aunty Ann's door was closed and locked no one bothered her. She had her few shares of drinks and was slumbering her life away.

Mahogany unlocked her phone and dialed Nachelle's number. She brought the phone to her ear and waited for a ring but she got her dry ass voicemail.

Mahogany blew her breath and rolled her eyes. She had told Danna to be back at six pm. Here it was seven o'clock and still nothing from Danna. Much as Mahogany loved Quinton she couldn't keep allowing Nachelle to take advantage of her. She had pulled that bull crap stunt over a thousand times with Mahogany.

You give a niggah a inch, they take the whole nine yards.

She thought to herself.

She swore that, that was her last time. She was eighteen without any kids and didn't plan to be pinned down with anyone else's.

Mahogany furiously searched through her recent calls for Puncho's number. Once she found it she touched the phone icon and waited for a ring. He answered on the second ring.

"What's up, ma?" He answered.

Mahogany came to conclusion that her number was saved in his phone.

"Have you heard from Nachelle?" Mahogany asked as she paced the floor.

"Naw, the last time I saw her was a day ago." He cleared his throat.

Mahogany could hear loud music in the background. She tried to listen harder to see where he was.

"Do you think that you can come and get Quinton? I really have somewhere to go." Mahogany asked.

"I wish I could but I can't right now and my mama is sick so she can't watch him," he said trying to speak over the music.

"I know you ain't askin' them to come and get their child." Danna said as she walked into the room with her shoulder bag on. "You need to be tellin' they ass to come and get him."

In embarrassment Mahogany brought the phone to her chest and attempted to shhhsh Danna but it didn't work.

"Give me the phone," Danna held out her hand and demanded.

"No I can handle this." Mahogany brought the phone back to her ear.

"Puncho if you talk to Nachelle tell her that she needs to get here." Mahogany ended the call.

"Mahogany you too damn nice." Danna shook her head and smirked.

"I'm just not rude, Danna." Mahogany shrugged with Quinton still on her hip.