SAMMY
I pulled up to my Mom's house right after. Tra stayed in the car while I dropped Noah off. I held Noah in my (Left) arm while I held his little backpack in my (left) hand. My other arm was occupied by his large diaper bag. I rang the doorbell then knocked. I looked over at Noah as he played with the chain around my neck while we waited. I looked up as the door opened.
"Noah!"My mother's voice sounded excited as she came out. She motioned for Noah, So I handed him over, We then all went inside. I sat the bags down next to her couch.
"So what you been doin'?"She asked, Sitting down on the couch.
"I'm finna do'is show wit' Dice t'night"I replied, Looking down at my phone. I know my Mama don't believe what I'm doing is real-Rapping that is. She sighed, Mumbling something under her breath.
"What?"I questioned. She nodded No. "What Mama?"I
Pressed.
"I just don't like you pickin' a your lil' game over your son. Look at this lil' boy... Beautiful (She kissed the side of his head as he sat in her lap) And it's like you don't... Wanna be wit' him. If you didn't want a baby, You shouldn't'a been doin' stuff you ain't have no business doin' "-I sighed.
"I'ma spend tomma wit'em"I said, Trying to avoid her lecture. She sighed again, Giving it up...
"You an'yo brother...Both hard-headed"She trailed off. There was a moment of silence.
"What time are you comin' t'get'em?"She asked, Breaking the silence.
"Like...One"I said, Scratching the back of my neck. She nodded, Accepting my answer. "I love you Mama"A smile
Curled my lips.
"You better love me... Everything I do f'you..."-She said something in Spanish. I ignored it, And leaning over, Placed a kiss on her cheek. I pecked Noah's forehead as well before I left.
JAILYN
( The Next Day )
I drove slowly through the unfamiliar neighborhood. I glanced down at my phone to verify the address. I pulled
onto the curb of the house. It was cute...I wouldn't mind having it. I was nervous as I trailed the walkway to the stairs of the porch. I've never met Sammy's Mom. I've never talked to her, So of course I'm nervous. I knocked on the door, Gently, Then I noticed that there was a door
bell. I'm stupid...
A woman appeared at the door, Holding Noah. I smiled as I spotted my son. She unlocked the door and opened it.
She carefully handed me my son as she invited me in. I couldn't help but notice the resemblance Sammy had to his Mother. Noah looked like her too...
"I'm so sorry..."-
"It's fine..."-I wasn't really sure what to say.
"We shouldn't have to have met like this"She spoke, Sounding ashamed. "I'm surprised you've been able to put up with him this long... I have to, I'm his Mom"She spoke as she picked up the bags. We had a relatively short conversation, She had to get to work...
SAMMY
I pulled up to my Mama's house. There was a familiar car on the curb. I got out and started toward the house. I stopped dead in my tracks as I spotted Jailyn coming out of the house Holding Noah...Really Mama? I went to my Mom.
"Uh-uh, Don't start with me, You knew I had t'go t'work, You need'a go talk t'your girl"She spoke, Pointing as she got into her car. I rolled my eyes before making my way toward Jai's car. I got to her just as she was closing the door.
"Don't"-She spoke, Putting her hand up.
"I was on my way"-
"Just stop..."She trailed off.
"I did a show last night, I forgot"-
"About your son? You can't do that Michael, He's your child! As a Father, I need to be able to depend on you. And I can't, This is a problem"-
I groaned in frustration. I pushed my hand through my curly hair as I stood.
"I'm here now"-
"Oh, Is that suppose to make a difference? You were suppose to be here at one, It's five-thirty. You're four and a half hours late. And it wasn't as if I ASKED you to pick him up. You asked me to let you have him for the weekend. I was under the impression that you wanted to spend time with your son. But no. I was wrong, Like always. You drop him off with your Mother, And go out until the wee hours of the morning. You're irresponsible and selfish, All you think about is yourself!"She fussed at me. I smirked as I looked down...She's cute when she's mad.
"And then you act like it's funny"She said loudly. She
Rolled her eyes before getting into her car and speeding off. But I wasn't worried...She always comes back. She
Has to, She can't keep my son away from me.
JAILYN
(Later that evening)
"I just don't get it, WHY? Why me? What did I do to deserve this?"I rhetorically questioned as I vented my
Feelings to Chris. He's so easy to talk to, He listens...
"YOU didn't do anything. It's him, He doesn't appreciate
what he has. You gotta teach'em how..."He spoke. He has a point.
Just as I was going to say something, Noah's cry erupted. I
Was going to get it, But Chris stopped me.
"I got it"He spoke. He nearly jumped up. He disappeared
down the hallway. After a few minutes passed, I got curious, I couldn't hear Noah crying anymore. I made my
way slowly down the hallway. Noah's door was open, I spotted Chris as he stood next to Noah's crib. He was slowly twirling as he held Noah securely in his arms. As I leaned in the doorway, The floor slightly creaked, Announcing my presence. Chris turned around, I was surprised to see Noah, Slumbering as he laid against his chest. How does he do that?
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