There's Nothing Left For Me

Nineteen

Draya POV

"So I called you here, of course, to talk about Andrew." I sat down in front of Andrew's teacher, Mrs. Gray, with Orlando beside me.

"What he do?" O asks. She laughed at his tone.

"No no, Mr. Scandrick. Your son did nothing wrong. It's actually about what you're doing right." We looked at each other confusedly then looked back at her.

"What's going on?" I asked her.

"Andrew is a very bright little boy. In fact, he's reading on a first grade level and he's only four. That's two years of wonderful knowledge. " I gave a small smile. My baby was smart. "I wanted to ask what were you two doing at home." She says.

"We actually started him on this website called abcmouse.com when he was only two years old." I explained to her.

"Abc mouse? What exactly is that? Is it new?" She questions.

"No. Not exactly. It's been around since 2007, my mother used to use it with my younger siblings. It's not really known here in Texas and there's no commercials or anything, but it's a really great educational site. I believe in the next few years, everyone will know about it." I told her. She gave me a bright smile.

"Well I can see that program is really effective. I was at the point where I wanted to go ahead and bump Andrew up to Kindergarten." She tells us.

"As good as that sounds Mrs. Gray, we want Drew to enjoy his last years in VPK. I don't want him feeling out of place because of some bigger kids. I know about bullying and I'll be damned if my son start getting bullied because he's small." Orlando expressed.

"Yes, I understand that. It was just an option so that he can continue to learn and not be bored." The both of us nodded our heads, agreeing. "But other than that, he can stay here and be my little helper." I giggled. Andrew did like helping people.

"Daddy why is the sky blue?" Was the fifth question asked since we left the school.

"I don't know son, it just is." O answered.

"Is it true that you two hate each other?" His small voice was heard, followed by his small whimpers. I stopped the car, put it in park, and turned on my hazard lights.

"Who told you that?" We both said and looked back at him.

"People in my class." He cried. "Th..they..said you hate each other and..and m..me. Be..cause you not marr..y each other." He hiccuped.

"Son, I love both you and mommy." O sighed. I picked his head up and wiped his tears.

"Don't let nobody in your ear saying things that aren't true. We're all one big happy family. Just because I'm not marrying daddy and we don't live together doesn't mean we love any less. You two are my bestest friends in the whole world okay?" He nodded his head.

"Yeah man, them kids just mad that you better than them. Let them haters hate." I glared at Orlando.

"What? I'm serious." He chuckled.

"Andrew look at me." I sighed. "As long as you know in your heart what the truth is, then you can't be worried about what others think."

"But mommy why do people have to be mean and make up things?" He asked.

"Son, I really do not know. I just want you to always do the right thing. You know your mommy and daddy are both famous. So that's means you're going to have a lot of people pretending to be your friends or just being jealous. You may not understand this now because you're young, but trust me, you're going to be okay." He smiled at me.

"Gimme kiss." I puckered my lips and he leaned forward. "I love you." I told him.

"I love you too." I gave a small sigh and turned back around in my seat. I turned my lights off and got back on the road.

"Good job." Orlando lifted his hand up for a high five.

"Thank you." I shook my head.