My Son Now Has My Heart

Too Much

Zendaya POV
Andrew played with his football in the backyard. Royalty was with him but she wasn't paying him no mind. Chris tapped my shoulder. I turned to look at him. He handed me the coffee
"Everything good?" he asked.
"Nah."
"What you do?"
"What makes you think I did something?"
"Well, lets just say your personality took a turn for the worse after Robbie died." Chris said as calm as possible. I stared at him. Squinting my eyes slowly. This muhfucka wanna die. What the fuck he know bout having a good personality.
"What does that mean?"
"Well bitch. For one, you've been doing things like you're doing now. Judging people."
"Huh?"
"Yes. I know that to we're cussing me out in your head. Saying what do I know about having a good personality." He looked at me wit stupid look. I looked outside. "So you gonna tell me what you did?"
"Well, I met my neighbor. He's really nice and everything but, he does shit that erks me."
"Like?"
"Like the fact that he did stuff with my son that I didn't agree on."
"Like touch him inappropriately?"
"No dumbass. Like he put him in the hot tub." I felt Chris staring at me.
"You sound stupid." he said. I turned to face him. "Look he didn't anything to harm Andrew. So you shouldn't be mad. And from what Andrew told me and me actually meeting him before, he's a really chill nigga. You just need to learn how to open your heart to people. Stop being cold."
"I'm not cold. I'm pretty warm actually."
"Zendaya."
"It's that, when I opened my heart the first time, I got hurt. The second time, I was hurt. But that one cut so much deeper. And then last time my heart was torn out of my body."
"So you're telling me that you don't love Andrew?"
"What the fuck? I love my son. Where did you get that false accusation?"
"This is what I'm saying Zen. Try to open up. Everybody isn't out there to hurt you. There is people out here who want the best for you. Including me. Odell cares two." Chris said.
"But how do I protec myself from being hurt again?" I asked as I started thinking about Ronnie.
"You can't. You just have to be real pre -cautious." Chris said. I felt tears building up in my eyes.
"Chris. I'm not ready to move on. I'm not over Ronnie." I cried.
"You have to move on. For Andrew's sake. He wants siblings. Just look at him." he said. I looked at Andrew. He was still trying to get Roro to play with him but she wasn't up for his shit.
"I should be saying the same thing as you." I said.
"Don't you worry bout me Zenny. I'm a grown man." He said. He smiled. I smiled at him. "Don't do anything stupid again."
"I'll try." I said.
After Chris and Royalty left, I was in my car trying to clean out where Andrew spilled grape juice. I've been scrubbing for an hour. I was about to give up when someone cleared their throat. I turned to look at them. It was Odell.
"Need help?" He asked.
"You know how to get grape stains up?"
"I know how to clean up blood." he said. I stared at him. He stared back. "It was a joke." he said. I smirked. I moved so he could get where I was. "Do you got ammonia?"
"Why would I have that?"
"You got white vinegar? laundry detergent?"
"Yes."
"Mix some of them together with warm water. Hurry." he told me. I did what I was told. I handed him the mixture. He took it and poured some on the floor. Then took the rag I had and scrubbed it up. He sat up. Then handed me the rag. I was about to leave when he grabbed my wrist. "Hey."
"What?"
"What are you doing later today?" he asked.
Thinking about my dead boyfriend. "Nothing." I lied.
"Come out with me." he said. I stared a him.
"I don't know." I said.
"Come on. What could go wrong?" he asked smiling.
"A lot." I said. He looked at me. "I'm kidding. We like joking. Right?"
"Right." he said.
I stared him for a minute. "Are you still mad at me?" I asked.
"If I was, would I ask you to go out with me?"
"You gotta a point lover boy."
"So. Do we have a deal? You coming out with me tonight?"
"I don't know. I need someone to watch Andrew."
"I never said that little nigga couldn't come."
"Don't call my son a nigga." I said. He laughed.
"I'm playing with ya babe."
"I'm not ya babe." I said mocking him.
"Ok. So I'm going to pick you and Drew up around 6." he said.
"Ok." He stood up and stretched.
"Aight little nigga. I'm hungry so imma got eat something now." He said backing away. I nodded and walked in the house. Andrew glared at me. "What were you and Mr. Odell talking about?" he asked.
"None of your damn business. Now, you go get dressed."
"It's my business if I gotta get dressed."
"Little nigga. You are reminding me day in and day out of your smart ass father." I said. I walked up to him and kissed his cheek. "Now go her dressed."
"I want a brother mommy." he said walking upstairs. I smiled. This little boy is too much.