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Shelby.
"What's wrong?" Chris asked as he stood over the stove cooking eggs.
"It's my moms birthday." I sighed chewing on my bottom lip. "We were suppose to go to Disney Land."
I watched as Chris came around the counter gripping my thighs and kissing my neck. "Why don't you go see her B, I'm sure she misses you as much as you miss her."
A single tear fell down my cheek, I miss my mom but the shit she said the last time I saw her hurt. I filed papers to get emancipated a few weeks ago but I still need her signature and that's gonna be like pulling teeth with her.
"As much as I love my mom she's to controlling and if things don't go her way then all hell breaks loose." I said laying into his chest.
"Then leave her with those papers and let her decide what she wants to do."
Shrugging I nodding and he kissed my cheek. "Aye you work tonight?"
"Nope, why?"
He smiled. "I thought we'd go bowling and to a movie just to cheer you up."
"Awe babe that's sweet, what did you do?" I wiggled my eyebrow.
Chris laughed and shook his head. "I ain't did shit but seeing you hurt, hurts me."
I laughed. "You're so fucking corny."
"You laughed though." He winked then put the eggs on a plate and drenched them in ketchup, it's the only way I eat them.
After awhile of just sitting at the house watching tv and snacking we got showered and I got dressed. Keeping it simple I slid on a romper with my faux locs in a high bun. Grabbing the papers I slid them in my bag then picked up my keys.
"You leaving?" Chris asked with one eye opened.
"I'll be back a little bit babe." I leaned down and kissed his forehead.
"Good luck B, call me when you leave."
"Thanks love."
Taking a deep breath I got in my car and drove to the restaurant she asked me to meet her at. Typing in the address in my gps I listened to J.Cole until I arrive at my destination.
"I'm meeting Crystal Reeves." I told the hostess who looked at her book the motioned for me to follow her.
Once on the back patio I spotted my mom who looked up and then back down at her phone. Mentally rolling my eyes, I thanked the hostess then took a seat.
