Lucky Number Seven

Seven 12

"Seven please calm down.".........................."Seven why weren't you picking up your phone?"....................................."Seven don't do anything stupid." ......................... "Seven please just answer your phone." ........................................"Seven I........................ I called mom and told her what happened, she said call her right now." I listened to each message Tyson left me very carefully, I hope he didn't tell my mom that was worst than calling the police. I sat in Tion's car biting my nails, I ain't gonna lie I was scared ass fuck to call my mom. I looked over at Tion, he was sitting there calm ass fuck like he didn't have a fucking care in the world.

"T what should I do?" I asked I knew I could rely on him for a solution to my problem.

"Ayy Tyson said he told mommy what you were doing not me so, my names Bennett and I ain't in it." Tion said laughing. I swear he got on my nerves sometimes.

"Well she probably knows that I'm wit you, hell anytime either one of us gets in trouble she know that we were together, so I'll bet when I call her she ask where you are." This was going to make it a lot easier, turning it into a game.

"Aight bet." He said confidently. I dialed the number and waited, about one and a half rings later my mom picked up.

"Seven Alexander Hayes you better get you big headed ass home right now before I come looking for you then yo ass gonna end up in the hospital............... Matter fact put Tion Lamar on the phone." You know your mom is serious once she starts using middle names and shit. I hand Tion the phone and watched his face.

"Uh yes ma'am......... nah mom it ain't even like that I was just trying................yes ma'am................. Aight I'll see you in a bit." Tion looked pissed. "Shut up stupid." He said to me.

"WHOTHEFUCKDOYOUTHINKYOUTALKINTO!!!!!" I heard from the other end of the phone.

"Uh not you mom I was talking to Seven..................." I started laughing this shit was funny as fuck to me now. After it was all said and done we were standing in front of my mom, Zaire, and Tyson. Most of the conversation went in one ear and out the other because I couldn't take my eyes off of Tyson. I could tell he'd been crying, and I hated that but what I was really staring at was the marks on his neck. After an hour long one sided conversation. I pulled Tyson outside and into my arms.

"You aight?" I asked kissing his neck.

"Seven I'm so sorry." The pain in his voice made me pissed.

"Yo Tyson quit fucking apologizing for that nigga aight. You was trying to be nice and that nigga took it to far. End of discussion." He started crying in my chest and I felt like shit. "Ty look I'm sorry please stop crying."

"Seven my parents want you to come to dinner for my birthday." He said through his tears. I was confused as fuck his parents hated me, hell I fucking hated them. "They said they'll be nice please just come."

"Aight shorty I'll do it only for you." I kissed him one more time and thought about what could possibly be the longest night of my life.

The rest of the week went by fast, too fast for me. Maybe it was because I really didn't want to go to dinner with Tyson's parents. Tyson picked me up from school and took me to his house the whole time I was in his room I was nervous I didn't know what to think. I every time I looked at the clock more time past than I thought. When it was finally time for dinner I was sweating bullets, usually I'm not nervous around Tyson's parents but tonight seemed off way off. We got in the dining room and sat down.

"Who's going to say Grace." Mrs. Brown said looking at me, I swear if she wasn't so damn evil she'd be sexy.

"I think................." Before Mr. Brown could finish the doorbell rang. "Well I wonder who that could be at this time of night." I rolled my eyes they couldn't be more obvious. I watched as Mr. Brown got up and walked towards the door.

"Ty what the fuck is going on?" I asked seriously.

"Seven I don't know I thought it would be just us and them I didn't realize that they had invited someone el................." His hand tighten around mine, I watched the confusion in his eyes turn to fear. I followed his eyes. The person standing next to Mr. Brown was a somewhat built white boy, nah not white he was light skinned, like really light. But you could tell somewhere in there was some nigga. He had light brown hair that in the light looked kinda red, with jade green eyes. He wore expensive ass clothes, I could tell just by looking at him he had money.

"Tyson look Fabian stopped by." Mr. Brown said with a big ass smile on his face. The dude looked at me then Tyson then our hands, and got a big ass grin on his face.

"Happy Birthday Tyson." He said looking right at me.