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"look who decided to come home." the young girl rolled her eyes. "mmcht, man move. where's mama?" he asked as he walked into his childhood home. "in the kitchen with abuelá." camíla replied. he took off his shoes as he walked farther into the home. college had been taking so much of his time that he didn't have time to come visit.
"¿Dónde ha estado tu culo calvo? nunca más me llamas chico!" his mother shouted as she seen her son appear from the doorway. "mama, i be busy with college. you know this." he sighed. "yea yea, just don't forget about us na." his mom side eyed him. he softly chuckled as he replied. "i won't ma."
"so who's that young lady you've been posting about?" she asked from the kitchen. he furrowed his eyebrows because he didn't know his mom had seen your pictures. that's when he heard giggles from his little sister, camíla. "sorry!" she laughed. he shook his head.
"that's my girlfriend ma, her name is y/n." he smiled, thinking about her. his mother had stopped cooking as she looked at him. "No estoy segura de esto.. remember what happened the last time?" she started. connie let out a heavy sigh as he rolled his eyes.
"aht, boy don't catch no attitude with me. i'm just trying to think about YOUR OWN safety because it seems to me that you don't care for it. you seen what aaliyah did to us, to YOUR SISTER, TO YOU!" his mother exclaimed. "but y/n's different, she ain't nothing like that girl. we damn near- boy watch your mouth." she warned.
"ma, we goin on 5 months of being together. i love this girl truly." he said. "but does she love you?" she challenged. her face had "try me" written all over it. "is that even a question? ma, we love each other ight? nothing & nobody can change that." he added. one thing about constance's mother, bella, she was very overprotective at times.
connie didn't know whether it was because the past traumatic events that took place because of the culprit aaliyah, or her not allowing her son to find somebody else & give love a try. he was 20 & grown enough to make his own decisions. he loved his mom but he would never let her dictate his actions or his life.
"look, i just want the best for you mijo. i just don't want another female terrorizing us." she expressed. tears began to escape her eyes as she looked at her son. his grandmother stared at the encounter as she stared at her grandson. she didn't want to meet any other female that he wanted to bring home. it was like each female was worse after the next. "i know, i hear you ma, but y/n.. she's something special." he said as he expressed softly. a firm nod was shown on his mother's face as she accepted his words.
you were at the apartment, bored with nothing to do. amoura was currently out with eren, leaving you alone. "i miss my man." you sighed, as you briefly checked everyone's location. you noticed constance's location was off. you didn't want assume anything because you trusted him. right? of course, he didn't do anything to raise any suspicion or distrust.
