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" hey mama" Chuckyy said walking inside my room. We had decided to have a little sleepover together. Just the two of us though. " hi." I said. I really didn't feel like talking right now. I was thinking and thinking hard.
My mom had called me asking to meet Chuckyy. I already know she wont approve of him, you know since he like"gang affiliated". Well of course she didn't know that put she's more the judgmental type of person. She'll judge someone just of their appearance without knowing their background.
Which is why i don't know about her meeting him. She say something about his tattoos or maybe the way he dresses, oh and don't get me started about how you can basically see his gun in his pants.
Tight ass jeans. But that's not the point, even if she doesn't like him obviously I'm still gonna be with him. Now you might say" why would it matter if you still gonna be with him". Well it matters because I hate when I can't meet my mother's expectations.
That's something that grew on me throughout childhood. I need to let go all the stuff that happened back then. That's the only way I'll get over it. " what's wrong mama?" Jaylen asked.
" nothing baby, uhh so my mom wants to meet you.." I said. He looked at me before speaking, most definitely had to think before he spoke. " Ma... I..i thought yall wasn't cool, yk wit the shit she did?" He asked. I few things happened when we wasn't together.
" ok so before we got back together, she had got into a bad car accident but I didn't know so she called me so time after the accident and she was crying and like begging me to come see her because she missed me right? So I went to go see her and when I got to her house, she told me how she quit drugs, went to rehab and was doing better then went to explaining how she misses me and my brother and how she's sorry about how she treated us and that she was in no position to be a mother and how she wished she could've been in our life mentally and wished she could've been a better mother and how she wants us to forgive her and then started crying and saying she was sorry, and I really felt bad because even though she was a bad mom she was also going through the lose of my dad so she turned to drugs and I told her that I forgive her" I explained the events that happened while we were not together .
Chuckyy didn't really say anything but nodded his head. " so when is she talm bout meeting." He asked. " umm next weekend so do you have plans or do you even wanna meet her?" I asked.
" nah we could go meet her, but I do have a studio sess next weekend so maybe do it on a week day?" He said. I nodded my head and began texting my mom. " oh so how do u feel about going Monday?" I asked. He nodded his head and smiled.
" aye uhh I fake need you to be ready by 6, we got sum to do" he said texting on his phone. " do what? I'm not finna go do nothing not legal with you" I said. I'm not going to jail for nobodyyyyy!
" bae. It's nun like that" he laughed. " oh. My baddd" I said. " so what we gonna doo?" I asked. Because where are you taking me without telling me. " umm you don't really need to know, you could find out when we get there" He said
Oh fucks no my bae trying to set me up." I'm not going then? What if you trying to set me up" I said cause you not about to kill me for nothing. " bae it's not that bro." He said. I just nodded my head and got up to began getting ready.
" how do I need to dress?" I asked. I'm not going nowhere underdressed or overdressed. That's so awkward. " nun special, but look good" he said. I'm just gonna wear a pink sundress with some pink Tory Burch sandals.
I went to my closet and picked out my outfit and then went to the bathroom to shower. I got my Red lofa and a White towel to dry off with. I started the shower mixing the cold water with the hot water.
I think Chuckyy left out to go do something. I don't really care as long as he's being safe.
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