The Boy With The Shades

13.

Friday
5:55 P.M
Crystal

"Well he's still a nobody to me regardless..." I shrugged, leaning back on the couch.

My mom, Kendrick and I had spent the last 40 minutes talking about how they were going to get married and how things were going to change blah blah blah. Honestly I didn't want to hear it ....
Shit if you asked me, things already started changing as soon as Kendrick came along...

"Crystal honey..." my mom sighed. "Kendrick and I are getting married pretty soon and I just want you two to be able to get along..."

"Yeah.." Kendrick smiled. "I'm such a nice person, I don't see why she always wanna throw trees at me."

"Kendrick, it's THROW SHADE. Stop saying that..." I frowned.

"Well whatever it is. Whether you like it or not, your mother is gonna legally be mine and I'm gonna have legal parental custody over you." Kendrick said.

I slowly looked at him with the most dullest facial expression. "Um. You know you'll never be my father right? Regardless of what you and my mama have going on."

"Crystal baby, I know it's hard adjusting to the changes. With Jonathan being gone and me moving on, but if I can let it go, you can too baby."

I sat up. "Let it go? What do you mean let it go? Let go of my father passing away? Are you serious right now? HE WAS YOUR HUSBAND WAAAAAAY before I was born and you can just let it go? Just like that? Did you even love him? It's been a year ma. A fucking year and you bring this dude in here like it's nothing. Not only that, but he moved in and y'all are engaged." I shook my head.

My mom gave me eyes of hurt. "Crystal-"

"No mom. I'm tired of you telling me to let it go or to accept things, but the truth is, YOU need to accept that you never loved dad.... how dare you tell me to let go of my father..." I frowned.

It was silent for a minute before she shook her head and walked out.

"Babe..." Kendrick called after her, but she ran up the stairs.

I crossed my arms, leaning back.

"Are you happy now?" Kendrick frowned at me.

I didn't say anything.

"You know damn well you should've have said all of that shit. I know you miss your father and all, but everybody doesn't grieve the same. What? You want her to spend her life sad and bitter? Yes I know it hurts, but she moved onnnnn and that's totally fine. I know I'm not your father and shit I'll never be, but I'm trying my best to be all I can be as a soon to be step dad."

"You'll never understand dude..." I said lowly.

"Understand what?"

"How I feel..." I said.

"You're right... I won't." Kendrick shrugged. "But I'm trying."

I mugged him. "Can you just... go before I-"

"Before you what?!" Kendrick yelled cutting me off.