𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟑.

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~Jazlyn James~

"Lo sé mamá pero quiero dejar que se quede aquí." I spoke, wiping the counter and dumping the crumbs in the trash.

"Sé que lo amas hija pero no parece adecuado para ti." My momma replied, making me roll my eyes.

"Mamá, no entiendes lo que es el amor, Zion es un cantante, no sólo un hombre que sale con chicas y les rompe el corazón." I told her. When I was done cleaning the kitchen I sat down on the couch and sighed, letting her talk.

"Jazlyn escúchame, soy tu madre lo que digo es muy cierto y debes escuchar." Momma said.

I closed my eyes and groaned. And yes I speak spanish, I'm mixed, my mom is white and my dad is black. RIP to him. My mom was always hard on me about the men I date, plus I watch who I date, example A: Keith. AKA Keith powers. I broke up with him because well he thought it would be cool and cheat on me, Didn't mind it because I knew he was from the start.

"Mamá, por favor deja esta conversación en paz, no quiero hablar más de eso." I replied, running my fingers through my hair.

"Bien, pero pase lo que pase, no vengas corriendo hacia mí cuando te rompa el corazón." And with that she hung up the phone.

I threw my phone on the couch and threw a little fit before opening my eyes. That woman gets on my nerves. Speaking of Zion, where did he take my fucking daughter?

It was too quiet in this house. I got up from the couch and walked towards the stairs, when I walked up the stairs Nola came running down the stairs.

"What the hell?" I mumbled. Zion came out of the room with his shirt ripped up like crazy. I covered my mouth and tried not to laugh.

"What happened?" I asked him.
"I told her she couldn't eat my chips, she got mad and barked at me, scratching my shirt. and this is my favorite shirt" He whined, making me bust out laughing.

"Didn't I tell you she acts like a real child when she gets mad? You never listen" I laughed some more.

"It's not funny" Zion pouted.

"Awwwh, I didn't mean to make my Zizi upset" I coo'ed, walking up the stairs towards him.

"Nah don't start with that shit, you made fun of me" It's cute seeing him like this.

"You can't stay mad at me forever" I whispered, grabbing his arm to pull him closer to me.

He pushed me off of me him, making me laugh even more. Zion walked bacm upstairs to the room and slammed the door.

"¡Ya sé cómo arreglar esa actitud, papi!" I yelled, laughing harder.

"Fuck off!" Zion yelled back. I held onto my chest and walked up the steps, walking to the bedroom.

I opened the door and saw him on his phone, looking grumpy. "Don't tell me you mad at the both of us, Nola didn't do anything and neither did I" I said.

Zion didn't say anything which made me smirk. I walked fully in the room and closed the door behind me so Nola wouldn't run in.

I got on the bed, crawling behind him and placed my hand on his shoulder. I leaned over to his ear and smiled. "I love you" He put his phone down and let out s sigh, placing his hand on my hand. "I love you more." "But did you actually mean tou was going to fix my attitude?" He asked.

"Yes, I mean what I said" I replied, pulling away from him as he turned over on his back.

"You have a dog downstairs"

"She'll get used to it" I whispered to him, making Zion smack his teeth.

Yeah we freaky like that.

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Chapter by: Inkitt.

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