Sugar Baby

twenty-six

꧁*｡ Omerettá *｡ﾟ꧂

After talking with Angela about the Mia situation, I decided not to meet with her. She always has the best advice...However, around 9 o'clock, Mia sent me a text message checking in and saying she had something she wanted to share with me tomorrow if I was able to meet.

I was a bit confused and wasn't going to respond, but the more I laid in bed thinking about it, the more I wanted to see what she had to say.

Sadly, I caved in and told her I would meet with her. I can't stand on business for shit...

"Hey, I'm about to go out to dinner with Vicky."

I hate lying to Angela but if I told her the truth, I knew she wouldn't have let me go.

"Okay honey, have fun and please be safe. Tell Vicky I said hello," she says before taping one of the last boxes of furniture up in the living room.

"Okay, I will."

The drive over to Mia's was nerve wrecking. Is she planning on hurting me or is she actually trying to establish a relationship...

I pull up to the address she gave me and there was only one car in the driveway, making me feel a little better. Before I could even ring the doorbell, Mia opens the front door.

"Hey, you made it! Come in, come in. How are you?"

"I'm doing good. How are you?"

"I'm doing well, thank you for asking. I cooked some chicken and cabbage right before you came. Would you like any?"

"No, I'm okay."

"Okay."

I follow Mia into her living room and she sits on the couch, making me do the same, however I didn't get too comfortable.

Mia was still looking at me in amazement like she was yesterday. "My, it still amazes me how older you have gotten...Ever since you were sent back to the foster home, I always wondered if I would ever get to apologize to you...I blamed myself and still do with everything that happened to you..."

"It wasn't your fault though."

She shakes her head and admits,"I've tried to tell myself that for years but it still feels like I played a part. I didn't protect you and thinking about that hurts me the most. If I could go back to stop him, I would but I was so scared...but that's no excuse."

"When did you leave him?"

"Around a year after you were sent back to the group home. I decided I was done with Jordan and the constant cycle of hurt he put me through. These past three years by myself have been so great. I even started my hair business I always wanted," she says smiling softly.

"That's good," I say smiling back with her.

"Enough about me, how have you been? This should be your senior year in high school, right?"

"I'm doing pretty good and no, I'm in college. I graduated a year early."

"Whattttt?!?! Time sure does move fast...where do you go and what are you majoring in?"

"I go to Howard and business."

"Wow...that is so beautiful. I'm truly proud of you and I know your parents would've been proud to..."