Modern Family

Chapter Seven : Denial Is A River, You Want Your Baby Momma

Chapter Seven | Denial Is A River, You Want Your Baby Momma

I'm sitting here with Sefa and Jacob, the three of us nestled into a cozy corner of the house, when Jacob's phone buzzes with a familiar FaceTime call from Reeva.

I can't help but smirk at the sight of Jacob's face.

"Pumpkin, you miss me already?" Jacob quips, his playful tone evident.

"Stop calling me pumpkin," Reeva retorts, a mock annoyance dancing on her lips.

"Nah, that's my pet name for you, especially after seeing how feral you get at a pumpkin patch," Jacob shoots back.

"It's the aesthetic," she replies, her voice laced with playful indignation.

"Sure, but why are you calling me when you're supposed to be partying?" Jacob asks, and I lean in closer, eager to hear what she'll say.

"Because everyone is booed up but me," Reeva answers, her tone a mix of playful frustration and genuine disappointment.

"Who's booed up? Tookie got a boo?" I can't help but interject, curiosity getting the best of me.

Jacob shakes his head, his expression knowing. "I mean, she got a friend," Reeva offers, clearly not wanting to spill the beans.

"That's crazy. She better not have him around my kids," I shoot back, half-joking but also serious.

Reeva laughs, and I can hear the amusement in her voice. "See, now you finna get my home girl in trouble," Jacob warns, smirking at Reeva.

"That's not my fault. So, tell me why Kayla and Zilla are acting like they've been married for forty years. They're over here dancing like they're from the seventies," Reeva comments, and I can picture them, lost in their world amidst the party chaos.

"Now when Kayla pops you, don't come crying to me," Jacob replies with a chuckle, and I can't help but laugh along with him.

"I mean, I have to rethink this relationship if you're gonna let me get popped by Kayla," she quips, feigning a dramatic tone.

"Reeva, you can't fight?" Sefa asks, peeking into the frame.

"Sir, my father is CM Punk. If you think I can't tussle, then you are sadly mistaken. That man dragged me to fight my bully when I was fourteen and told me that I couldn't get in his car if I didn't beat the girl up. I went to work that day on that girl. She still don't look my way till this day," Reeva explains, her pride evident.

Everyone bursts into laughter. "Oh, you got down like that?" Jacob asks, clearly impressed.

"I'm from Chiraq; I gets down, I don't play," Reeva adds, and the confidence in her voice is infectious.

Suddenly, Tookie appears behind her, laughing loudly. "What are you talking about? You be quick to want to pepper spray someone," she interjects, her tone teasing.

"Oh, you're trigger happy," Jacob says, leaning back with an amused expression.

"Real trigger happy, that's why Phil banned her from getting her gun license," Tookie replies with a grin.

"He banned you too," Reeva counters, a glimmer of mischief in her eyes.

"I got unbanned last year, boo, for your information," Tookie responds, clearly pleased with herself.

"That's not fair," Reeva whines, half-joking.

"Are you really upset about this?" Tookie asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Hell yeah," Reeva replies, and I can hear the playful edge in her voice.

"So, who's really the fighter?" Jacob asks, redirecting the conversation.