For the love of Heaven (ON HOLD)

24|Far From Home

"Babygirl your smile can light up an entire room." He lifted my head up and pushed my curls behind my ear.

"Thanks daddy." I smiled with my two front teeth missing.

"Don't let anyone take that smile away from you, you got that?"

I nodded my head cheerfully wiping away the tears from under my eyes.

"So I don't have to worry about getting another call from school saying someone made my little girl cry?" He asked.

"No. I'm a big girl!" I said standing on my tippy toes.

"And big girls don't do what?"

"Cry!" I chanted.

"That's right!" He said giving my a kiss on the forehead.

~*~

6:15am

The sound of my phone ringing woke me up from my sleep. I lifted my head up but it felt like it weighed a ton and I looked at my screen and Omar was calling.

"Hello?" I said as I put my phone on speaker.

"Hey beautiful I'm out right now you okay? You want anything to eat for breakfast?" He asked. I heard the car radio in his background.

"Um yeah I'm ok and no thank you I'm not hungry."

"Alright I'll bring you back something." He said and before I could even protest he hung up.

I sighed and sat up in his bed. I stood up and admired myself in his wall-sized mirror. His oversized tshirt draped over my body perfectly and the smell of his cologne lingered on it. I removed the bonnet off of my hair to let my hair breathe, my hair was silky and straight and fell down towards the middle of my back gracefully, I tied it up and put a shower cap over it. I went and grabbed a towel out of hall closet and went into the bathroom on the other side of Omar's huge bedroom.

I plugged my phone in the speaker and turned on pandora on Beyoncé station.

"All night" from her latest album lemonade began to play. It was my favorite song on the album and helped me relaxed.

"So many people that I know they just tryna touch you, kiss up and rub up and feel up, kiss up and rub up and feel up on you, give you some to prove that I can trust you, again I'm gonna kiss up and rub up and feel up on you alll night lovveeee!!!!"

I sung along feeling myself with the back scrubber in my hand using it as a microphone.

"You love was stronger than you lied, true love never has to hide, trade you broken wings for, baptize you tears and dried your eyes!"

Then someone knocked on the door

"You almost done with your concert Beyoncé?"

I heard Omar voice outside of the door and my face became red with embarrassment.

"Yeah I'll be out in a few minutes."

~*~

20 minutes later

I walked out of Omar's bathroom and into his room with my towel wrapped around my chest. Omar was sitting on the bed counting money. He looked up when he heard the door open.

"Good morning gorgeous." He smiled.

"Good morning." I said as I sat next to him "what you doing?" I asked looking at all the hundred dollars scattered all over the bed.

"What it look like shawty."

I didn't say anything more I just got up and got my coconut oil and shea butter out of my bag to moisturize my skin. I grab a plain white tshirt and a pair of shorts.

"When you going to unpack your stuff?, I made room for you," He asked. Staring holes into my back.

I wasn't planning on unpacking anytime soon, I figured I would only be here for so long until my mom calls me back home and I don't want to get comfortable.

"Hello? Heaven?"

"I don't know about that Omar, I don't think I'm going to be here too much longer." I said with my stuff in my hands.

"You been here for almost two weeks Heaven obviously your momma don't want you back home so make yourself comfortable and let me take care of you." He said as he stood up from the bed.

He walked over to me and attempted to unwrap my towel from around my body. "Omar no." I said and backed away from him.

He put his hands up in surrender and sat on bed in his original spot and continued to count money.

"Did you try calling her?" He asked.

I sighed "no."

"'Ight then, do that and if she still feeling salty then you can unpack your stuff."

"Okay.."

"Hurry up and get dressed your food getting cold."

~*~

After Omar damn near forced me to eat breakfast, I sat in the bed with him contemplating whether I should call my mom or not, I figured I should at least check on her but I just didn't know what to say. I unlocked my phone and scrolled to her number still thinking about what I was going to say to my mom when I called.

"What you waiting on?" Omar asked staring at me while I stared at my phone.

"I don't know what to say.." I said biting my nails.

He grabbed my phone and pushed the call button and handed me the phone.

"Why the fuck would you do that?!"

He pushed the phone to my ear and I listened to the phone ring waiting to hear my mom's voice, but all I got was her voicemail.

"She didn't answer." I said.

"Alright then go unpack baby," he said as he kissed my lips.

"I still don't think I should yet."

He said "Alright, I'm not rushing you."

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Heyyyy! I'm back! And I'm officially done with exams👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾

Look y'all I know this chapter is short as hell I'm sorry but I didn't want to go into too many details because I've been gone so long but anyway

how do y'all feel about Heaven living with Omar?

And do y'all think Heaven's mom is still mad at her?

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