Jade P.O.V
*Three weeks later*
Today is the day me and Quincy are leaving to go to UCLA! I'm so excited! I've been waiting for this day for weeks. I'm finally going to college.
Quincy's mom, dad, and siblings are here before we leave. We leave in two hours, so we all still have time to spend together. All of our boxes are in Quincy's Jeep, and we didn't waste no time packing. Everything is running smoothly now.
The doorbell ring, and I went to get it. I opened the door to see...
"Who's at the door?" Sean asked. He came behind me and his facial expression went from happy to angry.
"What are you doing here at my son's house?" He asked Albert angrily.
"I came here to see Quincy before he leaves for college." Albert said, innocently.
"How did you even find out where he lives? Shit, how did you even find him?!?"
"I told him." Kim stepped up and came behind Sean.
He turned around and looked at her with disgust. "You did what?"
"I told him everything! I told him where he lived so they can speak."
"Kim, that is a dumb fucking way to do that shit! Who knows, he probably could've came over here to do some crazy shit!"
The whole room went silent. I turned around to see a sad Quincy. I walked up to him.
"Baby," I whispered. "Say something..."
He sighed. "Mom, dad, I think it's finally time for me to be a man and talk to him."
Albert's face lit up. His parents were in total shock. Of course, Kim was very happy.
"Come in." He said to Albert.
He walked into the house. Quincy motioned him to an empty room.
"We can talk in here." Quincy said.
They went in, then the door closed.
Woah. I never knew this day would come. Well, I hoped it did, but not this soon. Don't get me wrong, this is a good thing! My baby is going to have less stress on himself.
I wonder what was going through his head for the past three weeks. Three weeks ago, he said Albert ain't shit. Now we're all here, and he wants to talk to him. Maybe Kim talked some sense into him?
Shit, maybe he's actually growing up and not just saying it just to say it.
My insides are burning. I really want to know what they're talking about in there. But at the same time, I don't wanna invade their privacy.
But then......I heard glass break.
Followed by......yelling.
Sean ran and opened the door. Next thing I knew, I heard punches. This is bad.
I then saw Quincy crawl out of the scene. He started coughing up something. It was blood. I went over to him.
I examined his face. He had blood coming from his right eye brow. Thank god it wasn't his actual eye. His bottom lip was busted, too. And his nose looked broken.
But why was he coughing up blood?
Kim went into the room and pulled Sean off of Albert. Albert fled the house after. Quincy's siblings came over to us.
"Are you okay?" Jessie asked him. She touched his face, and he hissed. Then there was some blood on her hands.
"Let's go wash your hands." Christian said to her. They got up and went to the bathroom.
"I'm sorry this happened to you." Justin said.
"Me too." D'Lila said.
"There's no need to apologize," Quincy struggled to say. "It's not you guy's fault."
~~~~~6:15pm
It's almost time for us to go. Quincy is doing better. Sean took him to the doctor. They got here an hour later. I'm surprised because usually they make you wait a very long time at the doctor.
I guess this was his lucky day. Well, not the best choice of words right now.
And now I know why Quincy was coughing up blood. After Quincy punched Albert, Albert punched him in the stomach. Then Albert did the rest of the damage. And that lead to Albert getting his ass whooped.
Quincy got mad at him for calling out his mom. And then Albert said something about Sean adopting him. It must've been really harsh. Quincy has never came out of character like that. Other than the time I told him about what happened to me years ago.
But he never put his hands on me.
Everyone said their goodbyes and left. Now it's just me, Quincy, and his stitches. He has them on his eyebrow.
"I'm sorry ab-" Quincy interrupted me.
"Babe, you don't have to apologize. Like I said before, it's not your fault."
I sighed. "You're right."
"Besides, we both don't need this kind of stress on our hands. We're going to college, God dammit! We have to enjoy this experience together."
He kissed me with his soft lips. But I forgot about the stitches on his lip. I didn't really care about them, though. And neither did he.
We pulled away. "It's just us, baby..."
"Yeah, it is." I said.
Then I started the car and back out of the driveway.
