Fortune

Fortune~ Chapt. 13

Fortune

Chapt. 13
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Christopher Maurice Brown

"What time you came in last night," my mama asked as soon as she saw me.

"Dang. I can't get a good morning or nothing?"

"Good morning Stink. Now tell me where you been and what time you got in this house."

        I shrugged. "I honestly don't know. I think it was 'round 11 or somethin' like that. I was wit' Morgan though."

"Morgan. You talk about that girl a lot and I have yet to meet her." My mama frowned.

"Well...'cause she ain't my girlfriend."

"So you mean to tell me you've been coming home and talking about this girl every day for about half a year and she ain't ya girlfriend?"

"Pretty much," I nodded. "But she coo wit' it, so I'm straight too."

"Mhm," She rolled her eyes.

"What?" I laughed.

"Nothing. Go ahead and leave before you be late," she pushed me towards the door

        I gave my mama a quick hug before walking out and getting in my car. I am thinking about asking Morgan to be my girlfriend though. I know for a fact that she would say yeah, but I like what we got going on right now. No titles. We just chilling and enjoying each other's company, ya know?

"Chris, you gotta come get me."

"Why," I rolled my eyes and switched to the opposite lane.

"I don't have any gas in my car."

"Why didn't you get gas yesterday, Morgan?"

"Because all the pumps were being used and I didn't have time to wait."

"Well, I'm already at the school Morgan. See if Soy Sauce can come get you," I took the other turn so I could go get her.

        She sighed into the phone. "Okay."

"And stop breathin' yo hot ass breath in the phone like that. It's stank."

"Shut up Chris," she hung up.

        I just shrugged and threw my phone in the passenger seat. She better lose that damn attitude before I make her ride on the roof.

        I got to her house and walked up to the door, ringing the bell. Her mom came to the door. She didn't have on any makeup and was in her robe.

" Good morning Ms. Monica," I smiled at her.

"Good morning Chris," she smiled back. "You here for Morgan?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Well come in. I think she's still upstairs."

"Aight," I nodded and stepped in. I closed the door behind me and went to stand against the wall in the living room.

"Morgan, hurry up," her mom yelled up the steps.

"I'm coming," she yelled back.

        Right after she said that, she came down the steps and rolled her eyes when she saw me. "I thought you said you were already at the school."

"I was on my way to school and ain't feel like coming to get you, but I did anyway. You coming with me or not?"

        I'm real sick of her slick ass attitudes and the only way she gon' learn not to fuck with me is if I treat her like I don't care. Y'all probably thinking that's only gon' make her not like me no more, but we spend so much time together, I know Morgan like the back of my hand. She'll probably get tired of it but she ain't gon' do nothing but complain about it, cuss me out, and then go right back to acting like she good.