L.I.F.E.

Chapter 7

We woke back up around 10:30 and I did not feel good. I didn't feel bad, just not good.

"You had fun last night?" Sherod asked me as we folded some of his clothes. I nodded slowly.

"You feelin ok, baby?" He asked.

"Yeah. I'm fine." I didn't look at him. He put what he was folding down and stared at me hard.

"Lie again."

"Alright. Alright. I don't feel good... but i don't feel bad."

"You need somethin?" He asked.

"Nah. I'm good, forreal." He looked me up and down before going back to his folding.

"Goofy meeting me at my house at two so I gotta leave in a bit." I sat on his bed.

"You gone leave me for her again?" He whined. I laughed at his childishness.

"Don't think about it like that." I said. He pouted.

"Aww is somebody jealous? Come here, suga." I said in a baby voice.

"Hell nah." He said.

"Nigga, if you'on getcho ass over here." I said and he laughed, walking towards me. He sat beside me on the bed. I hugged him around his waist.

"I love you, plus, I'mma see you at 6." I said. He laughed.

"I love you too, baby." He kissed me and stood up.

***
After Goofy and I took a walk, we showered and started on the food for the party.

"So you went out without me." Goofy said cleaning my vegetables.

"Goof, first of all you pregnant. Second, he barely let me go." I said cleaning chicken.

"And you stayed the night at his house? Goals." She said.

"You and King are the real goals." I smirked.

"Eh." She shrugged.

"Eh? What was that?" I asked.

"We alright. Still a lot of problems."

"I'm sorry goof," I was interrupted by my phone ringing. "You mind?" I asked her.

"Nah. Go ahead." She smiled.

"Hello?" I said in the phone.

"Hey, baby. Uhh... I gotta talk to you." He said.

"About?" I asked moving around the kitchen.

"I'm nervous as hell bout this party you throwing."

"Why? You'll be fine. I promise."

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I ain't worried about your sister but your brother... I already know that nigga bigger than me. What if I say somethin wrong. You know yellow niggas take stuff to heart." He went on and on.

"Baby, baby. Listen. You are fine. He will not kill you. I promise I won't let that happen." I said slowly.

"I'mma take your word for it. I'll talk to you later. I gotta see where yana finna go." He sighed.

"Handle your business." I said.

"Yeah. Love you, baby."

"Love you too." We hung up the phone.

"Aww. Y'all are so sweet." Goofy said, walking back in the room.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever."

***

"Where Tree at?" I asked as Ciara walked in.

"Chill." She laughed. "He on his way."

"Come on. I wanna show you what I made." I told her and led her into the kitchen.