IN LOVE WITH THE WHITE BOY

Chapter 7

Sunday Morning

"Bye Munchkin," my dad said kissing my forehead.

"Bye Dad, I love you," I replied flipping back over. It was 3 o'clock in the morning, and my dad was on his way out for a whole week. I feel bad that I didn't really get to spend much time with my dad because of me and Chad fall out, but at least him and mama spent lots of time together.

"I love you too baby," my dad responded like three minutes later than walked out. I really think my dad is about to retire because he misses me and my mom when he's away from us. My dad shut my door leaving my room pitch black dark since I didn't have any windows. It was cool though since that's how I liked it. In no time I was zoned out and back into my dream.

I don't know what triggered me, but when I woke up, I decided to take a little visit over to Chad's house. It was 9:30 in the morning, so I knew he was home. At first I was going to crank up and go back home, but I fought that urge back and was ringing the doorbell in no time.

"Hey Jasmine," Mrs. Wright greeted me with a huge smile on her face. We met two or three times, and she already calls me her daughter. Well, I know that's what she was calling me.

"Hey mama," I smiled reassuring her that she still have her name. She then pulled me in a hug then told me Chad was upstairs sleeping. I politely went up to his room to have our talk.

I walked into his room with him sprawled across his bed sleeping very peacefully like him and his girlfriend aren't practically beefing. Small strands of his hair fell in his face that made you want to just jump on him. He didn't have on a shirt, so his long written tattoo on his stomach was exposed for anyone to see. His snore was as light as a pen dropping, while his arms dangled at his sides. Damn this white boy was sexy.  When he moved a little, he scared me, causing me to jump back. I almost tripped on his basketball, and it caused me to make hella noise. Yea, I had woke him up.

"What are you doing here?" he said attempting to go downstairs, but I stood in front of his door. He could have easily picked me up and moved me, but he sided against it and sat back on his bed.

"I'm here to talk to you. To stop being childish about our situation. Can you please just hear me out?" I asked staring into his eyes. I know mines probably was already about to drop tears, so I looked away.

"Jazz, don't cry," he said grabbing me and squeezing her into one of the best bear hugs ever. "Don't cry Jazz," he repeated over and over until my crying slowed down.

"I can't, because you're not talking to me for no reason at all. I didn't kiss Ryan...I swear I didn't. And the guy at the mall, I don't even know his name. I wasn't trying to do anything to mess our relationship up," I finally let out causing me to cry again.

"Shhh Jazz...I know, it's okay. I promise babe it's ok, and I'm sorry. I know I didn't pay attention to what you had to say and I only went off what I saw, I'm really sorry. I know the truth, I talked to Ryan...I'm really sorry for not listening Jazzy."

Chad's POV

Damn, I didn't know she was hurting this bad. I don't like seeing Jasmine cry. All I could do was hold her and pray she would forgive me and accept my apology. Deep down I wanted to talk to her the night of the party and believed what she had to say, but I was hurt when I saw them. Then at the mall, I seen the whole thing when she blew dude off, I did just get jealous when he made her blush that same blush I always make her do, so I just went for attack. I didn't mean to hurt my baby like that. I'm fucking up now.

Jasmine cried herself to sleep in my arms, and I stayed right with her until I went to sleep myself. I was just happy I had my baby back for real.