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"Who the fuck is this nigga?!" I yelled when I saw the tall white man come into the kitchen asking who was in my mama's house.
"Watch your damn mouth and lower your voice in my house, Michael! This is who I wanted to tell you about." She said sliding her arm around the dude's waist.
"Nah, fuck that. He need to get the fuck out yo' house. I ain't havin' this shit, nah." I got up from my seat squarin' the guy up. He looked about 50, gray hair, little bit of facial hair, and like a cool dude. But my mama not allowed to have a boyfriend. At least not till I'm dead.
"What I say about you watching your tongue in my house, boy?" She said matching my tone. But, I didn't give a fuck.
I looked the guy in the eye. "My mama ain't allowed to have a boyfriend so you need to hit the road." My mom's face went through 5 different colors before it turned a bright red against her light skin.
"Michael!!" Was all she could let out. The guy just stood there looking back at me, not sure whether or not he should speak or keep his thoughts to himself.
"You heard me, nigga. Don't let the door hit you on your way out." I sat back down, turning away from the both of them and facing the stove across the counter. "Ma, I thought you was gunna make some grilled cheese?"
"I don't know what you think this is, but you gunna get the hell up and act like you got some damn respect before I smack some into you!" I turned towards her, and shrugged.
"Hell nah. I don't know who this nigga is. He could be a rapist for all I know. This nigga ain't safe lookin', I ain't with it."
"You better get with it, or get the hell out of my house!" I was about to speak when the man decided to speak up instead.
"No, I'm not having that. I don't want you guys arguing over nothing. Cici, sit." He said in a calm voice. She did what he told her to, and he took a seat at the counter with her. I stared at them annoyed.
"Don't be telling her what to do like that." I said looking at him sideways and he chuckled.
"I'm Robin, and I'm your mom's boyfriend. I know this may come as a shock, but we've been together for a good 8 months now and we've grown to love eachother. We--" I cut him off.
"8 months?! Ma, when was you gunna tell me? When y'all got married???"
"She's been thinking about telling you since day one, but I told her to wait till we know it's more serious. But, then after a while you guys didn't contact eachother, she was gunna tell you when she saw you which would be today. But, listen I really do love your mother. And I want you to know that. I don't want you to think that you have to share her with me, all you have to do is accept the fact that she found love when she thought there was none left. She loves me, and I damn sure love her, too. I would never want to take your mother away from you. You need her, just as much if not more than I do. But I would like your blessing to keep seeing your mom. She's a wonderful woman, and I haven't been able to find anyone else as smart, beautiful, or captivating as she is." I sighed.
"Man," I sucked my teeth. "You got my blessing. You lucky you seem like a cool dude."
"Boy, you better act like you got some respect." My mom intervened.
"You got my blessing, you seem like a real cool dude and like you got my ma's best interests at heart," I put on a smile and stood up to give the guy a handshake, he smiled back and did the same. Meanwhile, my mom's on the side smiling like crazy watching us.
"He really does. I'm really glad you took time out to actually listen, Mikey. I love you." She got up and wrapped me in her warm embrace. I smiled.
"As long as he's making you happy, and likewise I can't be mad at that." Robin nodded his head with a smile. My phone rang, it was Dawn. "Sorry hol' up one second." I put my index finger in the air and walked away. "Hey, boo. What's up?" I said into the phone.
"Michael, we need to talk." I heard her through the phone.
"Baby, you cryin'?" I asked. I instantly went into protective mode. "What's wrong with you? That nigga try to hurt you?"
"No, Michael. We need to talk." She said into the phone.
"Why you crying, though? Baby, tell me." I started getting worried.
"I'll tell you when I see you.." She said.
"Okay, I'mma see you in a minute then." I said.
"Okay, bye."
"Love you." I tried.
"I love you too, Michael." I could still hear the sadness in her voice.
"What's wrong, baby?" My mom asked when I entered the kitchen again where her and Robin were speaking.
"I don't know, Dawn was crying. She said we need to talk." I rubbed the back of my neck, grabbing my jacket from the stool.
"Okay, Baby. Be safe, don't be a stranger here no more. Didn't see your ass for damn near 5 months." I chuckled.
"I know. I love you, ma." I said giving her a hug. "I'll call you." I went over to Robin and went to give him a handshake, but he pulled me into a man hug. I laughed. "Aight, aight. I don't hug niggas for more than 3 seconds." He laughed too. I was out the door like a lightning bolt. I needed to know what the hell was wrong with Dawn.
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