+Dayvon+
3 weeks later
No matter how many times he called, I couldn't bring myself to pick up the phone. I feel like I fucked up heavy, maybe we just moved too fast.
I walked into the living room, trying my best to avoid eye contact with Rell. I knew that he wasn't too happy that I was back at home, but my mom convinced him.
I still don't understand how a grown-ass woman let a goofy take over everything she worked for.
I can't take too much more of this shit.
"Skylar, go to the bathroom before we leave" I said, putting the bowl of cereal that she had in the sink.
I felt his gaze focus on me, I waited for him to say something because I knew it was coming.
"I don't know why you came back, I told you-"
My mom walked in, breaking the tension between us. She held Skylar's hand, gesturing for me to follow her out the door. I watched her kiss Rell before opening the door.
Confused, I still followed her.
We didn't speak, well not until we got to the car.
"You know, I'm still your mother, I know when something's off" She said, putting Skylar in the car. I rolled my eyes, leaning against the car.
Everybody thinks they know me so well, I hate when assumptions are made about me.
She pulled me close, this is the first time we've hugged in years. "Something happened between you and that boy? You can tell me, I'm here for you".
I can't tell if she's trying to make me feel vulnerable, but it's working.
I shake my head, pulling away. "I'll be back later, okay?". She nodded her head, I could tell she was hesitant about something but I didn't want to question it.
I got into the car, waiting until she went inside to pull off.
I have a bad feeling, something in my gut is telling me something about to pop off.
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"So you're not going to tell him? He's been asking everyone about you, you can't lie forever" Herbo said. I shrugged, stretching out on the couch.
I stared up at the ceiling, wondering why I even thought Herb could give good advice. "What about how I feel? I'm not ready for this, what about Sky?"
Well, I did lay my ass down and let that nigga fuck me like there was no tomorrow but hey, that's nobody's business.
Herb picked up his phone, his mood changing immediately. He grabbed his keys, storming outside. I assumed it was his baby mama, cussing him out as usual. I always wondered if having kids with someone you didn't really love would always lead to a miserable life.
Well, at least that's what I've seen.
I never wanted that life, especially since I grew up in a house without love. I guess that's why I don't know how to love properly.
Why did this have to happen to me?
(Short chapter because I promised to update by my bday. Sorry🥲. Another update coming real soon, I promise🫶🏾)
