Always & Forever (D. Swing)

Chapter 48.

Devyn

"So y'all broke up again?" My father breaks the daydream I was in as the two of us sit on the couch watching reruns of Good Times on television. Blinking a couple of times to wake myself up because I wasn't paying attention and off in a different world, I turn my entire neck towards him. Breathing softly to myself, I nod my head sadly. I had only briefly explained everything that happened but I guess he feels like bringing it up again like he always does.

"Yep." I annunciate my consonants perfectly staring into his eyes. His eyebrows flicker up and down a few times as he shifts his lips to the side looking like he's thinking of what eight words to say. "I'm sorry, Devyn." He apologizes, rubbing his eyes tiredly. "This is like what, the fourth time y'all broke up? Probably too much stress on you. I know you're tired of it." I shrug my shoulders acting carelessly but deep down inside I do care. It takes me back to what Michael said on the phone about when I'd be finish with him. What he said woke me up to actually go into deep thought about it. Would we ever speak to each other again, or are there more lessons? Are we just not meant to be on the same universe at once or is it too karmic? I've been reading about what he said and more questions flow through my mind.

"I mean, it'll be alright. I don't really care. We can just.. it doesn't really matter." I force a smile upon my face appearing to happy but I only feel guilty inside.

"You really told his dad what I said about him though? Devyn", he laughs to himself, "that was supposed to be information only for us two. Not for you to tell him. He already knows he used to sell drugs and he already knows he's a sellout." He chuckles, wiping his forehead. "Always want to rub something in somebody's face, huh?"

"I had to let him know I knew! I was tired of him thinking he could run me over and spit mean things at me!" I exclaim. "I wasn't about to let him do that when he has a whole bunch of dirt on him. Some dirt that can't even be brought to light." I shiver, reminiscing about two having sex in church. I told him almost everything concerning the situation between Iris and Donald Sr. but I didn't tell him about what I saw at their church. That was extremely graphic, but he knew everything else. Everything including Donald being his son which he was very surprised to find out. Although I told my father many things about that, I'm still skeptical on the relationship with have with each other.

"Your momma really cheated on what's his face with him though? With your boyfriend's dad? That's really crazy." He frowns his face up while watching a young Janet Jackson on the screen. She has grown up so much from the first time I saw her on the Carol Burnett Show and The Jacksons Variety Show to now having one of the biggest albums of last year. "I feel bad for the mother."

"You're glad it wasn't you, huh?" I joke, nudging his arm chuckling to myself. His entire body freezes with his eyesight peering down below him. My eyebrows come together as one at his weird behavior. I sink myself into the couch at his awkwardness.

"Yep, I'm pretty glad it wasn't me or I'd have to be after her." He finally speaks after a while sounding like his normal self. I smile gently thanking god internally because I did not feel like experiencing another awkward night with him not talking to me or sending out closed off energy.

Sliding my foot up on the couch, I place it under me sitting on top of it turning his direction wanting all eyes to be on him. "Hey, how come you guys like never speak to each other? Like never in my life have I seen the two of you communicate except for once but I was little so that doesn't count. What's the deal with y'all? How come y'all don't like each other?"