Love Don't Change

Chapter 9

Keith

"Are you going to talk to me ?" I ask her. Bre looks at me and goes back on her phone. I climb on the bed and get on top of her. "Get off me" she tells me. "Look, I'm sorry" I tell her. "You don't even know why you're sorry" she says trying to push me off her. I wrap my hands around her waist. "Keith foreal" she says trying to slide out of his arms. "I don't understand why you're mad. He's the photographer, he's suppose to make us look good." "Why the hell would I need more powder if I was already light enough ? Tell me ? Is it to make me look "good" or to make me look lighter ?" She asks me. I stay quite because I saw the photographer put more lights and more powder on Bre every 5 minutes. "Ok. I get what you're saying, but why jump to conclusion ?" I ask. "Because all the followings don't add up" Bre says. I keep quite and clear my throat. "Say it" Bre says to me referring to when I clearing my throat. She knows when somethings on my mind. "I'm sorry for not listening to you Bre. I feel so stupid now" I say. "Don't. It happens to many girls and guys too. We just have to cope with it" she says rubbing his head. "No. We gotta do something about it" I say. "Unfortunately, we can't. We have to just accept the fact that we, darker girls, are dehumanized or judged because of our skin tone." I listen to what Bre says and think about it. "I liked you the first time I saw you, but I didn't date you because if we had children, they'll be hella black and ugly, but now, I love your dark brown skin," I say. Brelyn smiles and nods her head. "Do you remember when you used to come through every party with a new girl, and when I say girl, I mean white girl. And the only time you would come through with a black girl, she would be light skin with a perm or mixed" Brelyn says. I shake my head. "Yeah, I remember, but then I ended up a dark skin girl with dry ass hair" I say laughing. "Don't disrespect the hair, Keith. I have natural hair, so come again and come again right," she says. "Yeah, whatever." I say.

Brelyn
 
I lay down on the bed with Keith in between my legs. "Did you know Mirah is having a party on Saturday?" Keith says. "Yes. It's tomorrow" I reply. "Ok, we going?" He asks me. "I'm not coming, but you can go" I say. "I thought you was friends with Mirah?" He says to me. "She's friends with Jasmine" I say bluntly. Keith sighs. "I'm getting KJ for 2 weeks" Keith says. "That's great. I can't wait to see him" I say excited. KJ is Keith's son. Keith had KJ when he was 17, some months before we started dating. "You know Jasmine is gonna drop him off right" he says looking up at me. "I don't even care. I just don't want her around me" I say. Keith laughs. "You're so cute when you get mad" he says getting up from his position. He sits up and lays next to me. "But foreal though, stop with the beefing. That can't be around KJ at all." I roll my eyes. "I love your son, but that girl is so- I can't even describe her" I say with a angry expression on my face. "Look, y'all gonna have to figure that shit out because I don't want y'all to be fighting or arguing in front of KJ" Keith says. "Why would I fight someone I don't have a problem with. She just keeps on bringing up this imaginary beef that I don't know about." Keith sighs and gets up from the bed. "If you don't have beef with her then go to the party with me." I get off the bed as well. "You always want me to go get out the house" I say wrapping my arms around his waist. "Yes, because you're so shy. Make some new friends" Keith says. "Never. But I'll think about it" I say. "Well think fast because you need to find the appropriate attire now" Keith says. I roll my eyes. "Yes mom" I say. He grabs my face. "It's big daddy to you." He kisses me and let's me go.