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Chapter 9

Two months have gone by since me and Dalaun started talking and I all I can say is; I couldnt be any happier. This man is straight up amazing. I'm glad I stopped being so stubborn and actually gave him a chance. I was just so scared at first. Scared that he was only after me for one thing. But getting to know him these last two months I can say he is a perfect gentleman.

I keep waiting for him to turn into a completely different person just like Jamal did. I keep waiting for him to hurt me but he doesnt. I think God finally decided that I should get to be happy. Jamal was only a test of my strength and Dalaun, hopefully, is my prize. My prize for overcoming that horrible test.

I have learned so much about Dalaun. He's a very talented mechanic. I've seen him work on cars multiple times and every time I was blown away by his wit. He could figure out most things that nobody in the shop could. I think that when he does come to open up his own shop he will be very successful, and if me and him by any chance are still together, I will support him all the way.

Dalaun is an even better man than he is a mechanic. He is, like I said, the perfect gentleman. He always opens my door for me, holds my hands all the time and is always pulling out my chair for me. On the dozens of dates that we have been on he always paid even though I have offered countless times but he wasnt hearing any of it. His dates weren't as extravagent as Jamal's but that just made me enjoy them even more. He didnt just take me out to dinner but we did other things also like going to an amusement park, riding go karts, and having picnics in the park. On one particular date, Dalaun had taken me to the roof of his building where he had cooked me an amazing dinner. I even teared up and he just took me in his arms and said "You deserve to be treated like the queen you are and if you let me that's exactly what I'm gunna do."

Even though he treated me like a queen I made sure to treat him like my king. Since I was staying at Amy's until I got a new place, I would make him dinner at his place, introducing him to countless puerto rican dishes. I even cooked him breakfast the handful of times I had spent the night. To my surprise, he hadnt tried anything. He just held me all night until I fell asleep in the comfort of his arms. He was a perfect gentleman. MY perfect gentleman.

"I'll go inside and get us some snacks while you hit Redbox.", I said taking my seatbelt off and grabbing my purse.

Me and Dalaun were having a movie night and stopped at CVS to go to Redbox and get some snacks. We were gunna watch The Great Gatsby and World War Z.

"Iight, Ma."

I opened the door to get out and then heard a 'damn' come from him. I looked at him with slits in my eyes.

"Sorry baby but those yoga pants dont hide nothing from my imagination."

I giggled and then stuck my tongue out at him. Blushing, I made my way into CVS. That was the first time he had called me baby.

Scanning down the isles, I decided to grab some candy and then some chips and dip. While walking to the chip isle, I was too busy trying to keep all the candy I picked from falling out of my arms to notice that someone was coming towards me. Me and the person immediately bumped into each other, causing them too drop their bread.

"Mierda," I heard the person say. They sounded all too familiar. When the lady stood up after picking up the bread, my mood quickly changed.

"Wow, you're still alive? I thought you would come crawling back to me a few hours later after seeing that you had no place to go," my mother spat at me.

I quickly felt my emotions start to take a toll on me. All the hurtfull words she ever said to me were flooding back into my mind. I wasn't going to let her get to me this time though. I was going to act like I didnt care.

"Nope, I found a place," I nonchalantly said as my eyes scanned the chips.

"You finally decided to become independent and live on your own? Wow, mi hija." She laughed bitterly. " I'm actually not embarrassed to call you my daughter for once. "

"No, I live with my friend for now," I rolled my eyes. "Dont call me your daughter either. I dont consider you my mother."

My mother's face turned red as she grew angry.

"You ungrateful little bitch. I have done so much for you. I gave up my life for you. I gave up the life I could've had with your father which you ruined!"

"Correction, you ruined it. You couldnt be faithful and keep your legs closed so my father left you." I said. I was proud that I was finally standing up to my mother.

She looked shocked for a moment. Then her mouth curled up into an evil grin. "Actually I was going to abort you. I came so close to it too but I decided not to. You see, your father always wanted kids. I thought that if I came clean about my cheating he would forgive me because I was pregnant. But he didnt and I regret not throwing you in the trash like I almost did after I had you. I always held onto this little hope that your dad would come back. I kept you all these years waiting for him when I should've just gotten rid of you. I never loved you, Angie." She then walked away, satisfied with the hurt she had just caused me.

I hadn't noticed before but tears were streaming down my face. My mother had won again. She always has.

"Hey," I heard a familiar voice say as arms wrapped around me. Dalaun turned me around to face him. He noticed the tears coming down my cheeks. "Why are you crying?"

I couldnt find the words to answer him so I just buried my face into his chest. Somehow he understood the pain I felt. He led me to the car and took me to his house.

Laying on the couch, I finally had calmed my emotions down enough so that I could speak.

"That woman that you saw walking away was my mother."

His eyes widened. "Your mom? How could she talk to you like that?"

I then told him the whole story. I started from the story she told me about her affair, my childhood, up until the day I left her house.

"Wow, baby. I'm so sorry." He said while hugging me tight.

"It is what it is. I can't be mad at myself for something that isn't my fault."

"I'm proud of you." He said while kissing my forehead. "You didn't let her ruin your life. Even though you've been through a lot, you didn't let that change who you are."

"Thanks," I smiled. "You really made me feel better."

He stroked my cheek and then pecked my lips. "I'm glad. I really care about you, Angie."

"I care about you too." I pecked his lips and then laid my head on his shoulder. We were quiet for a while.

"You know my mom wasnt the best mom either.", he broke the silence.

"Is that why you haven't seen her in a long time?", I asked.

"Yeah," he answered. "When I was fourteen, we got evicted from our apartment and I never saw her again. I just remember coming home from school to see an eviction notice on the door and a big lock on it. She was always on drugs so we barely had money to pay for rent let alone food and clothes. She used up every penny for her fix. Anyways, I eventually was taken in by BJ. Lord knows I really appreciate him.

"My dad left us when I was ten. That's when I noticed that she had started using drugs. My dad wasnt a good father. He never paid any mind to me like a father should. He always beat on my mom. Thats why I made a promise to my mom. One night, when I was thirteen, she came into my room and told me 'D, make sure you treat these ladies right. Dont let them turn out like me'. At the time I didnt know what she meant but I do now. "

It was a shock to me that such an amazing person had been through this much. Now I know what Dalaun meant when he said that he was proud of me. I was proud of him too.

We laid on the couch for the rest of the night, basking in each other's presence. We were all each other had. Whether we knew it at that moment or not, we were slowly but inevitably falling in love with one another.

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