"I'm glad you feel better.." Chres said and smiled. The sunset across from us just made his smile even more beautiful.
" Thanks for," I paused in remembrance. "Helping me."
I smiled back and leaned in to kiss him ... that's when we were interrupted. Our lips didn't even get a chance to touch.
"Cookie?" My mom asked him while holding a tray full of fresh baked sugar cookies in his face.
I sat back in the lawn chair and snarled briefly. In two days, she'd already flew out to London, rented a house and flipped my life upside down.
He gave her a polite smile. "No ma'am."
He then looked back at me. "Everyone misses you at school... especially me," he mumbled the last part reluctantly. I lowered my head and blushed.
The school gave me a week to get myself together after finding out that I was bipolar. "Yeah I have two more days until the week is over and then I should be ba--"
"Chresanto maybe you should be leaving?" My mom weaseled herself into my conversation again.
He nodded while getting up and I did the same.
"I'll call you later?" He insisted.
"That wont ne necessary," my mom responded for me. She took my phone away anyway.
I sighed and looked at Chres with pleading eyes. He just gave me an understanding smile and quickly kissed my forehead.
My mom gave him an intimidating look and he just sat there awkwardly.
"Ms. Sanders."
"Chresanto," she said back and he was off.
I remained outside as my mother scrutinized me about my disorder.
"Okay Cass.. it's time to fill out your mood journal," my mother stated.
I sighed. "Mood... irritated."
My mom cleared her throat. "And from a scale of 1 to 10, how irritated are you?"
"9," I said and walked into the house.
Could she just let me breathe?! Damn. I went into my new room and sat on the bed while reaching for my remote. Within seconds, I had touched the power button but shortly after, I'd realized. She took away my tv.
Talking bout TV corrupts my mind. Coming from a woman who watches Basketball Wives, Love and Hip Hop, Love and Hip Hop Atlanta, Real Housewives of Atlanta, Orange County, Beverly Hills and Miami!?!? Really B Really?
"Ughhhh!" I let out in frustration and let my remote escape the heated palm of my hand . It crashed into my wall and plopped onto the floor.
I felt like being irrational and just stealing her keys, but that would only prove her right and make my lockdown longer. 2 more days. Just two. Then, I could take care of myself.
Just then, she walked into my room. I rolled my eyes and avoided eye contact.
"It's getting late Cassie. You want to go ahead and get your journal-ing out of the way?" She asked.
"Sure mom," I answered impatiently.
She handed me the journal and I snatched it.
I quickly started scribbling on the paper, then I handed it back to her.
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