The Family Man

Pure Love

Jada a beautiful black woman has fallen ino love with a white man and while nothing is wrong with their love she can't tell her parents. Jada's parents are for a better of a proper word racist when it comes to white people and that is where the problem lies in Jada's life. She married Connor but her parents aren't aware and though they had been married for two years she's too scared to tell them the truth and hides their relationship until they come to visit for Thanksgiving and their is no where for Jada to run. What will she do? Will her marriage survive? Will she tell her parents or will she keep up her lie?

A sneek peek....

Its her first day of college, she walked slowly with her rush group going to different sororities. She wasnt really interested in any of this she was just trying to find her place in University. When she was in high school she had no clique or anything just a set of friends or acquaintances. They passed the fraternities where the boys held up numbers for the level of hotness each girl had she was too afraid to look.

Hey chocolate. Someone yelled from across the street but she tried to ignore. Of course they were referring to her, she was the only black girl in the group.

Hey I think that guy is talking to you. Stacy a chirpy blonde girl said to her. They had clicked from orientation she was a legacy but she wanted to join her own house without the assistance of her mother. Go talk to him. She nudged.

Ha funny this house sounds interesting lets listen. She said trying to change the conversation.

Lies these are tree huggers, not going to happen. She was rolling her eyes.

I just love nature. She said as perkily as possible.

Just go over and talk. She pushed her and she staggered losing her footing. She fell backwards scrapping her elbows. Jada Im so sorry. She said rushing to help her but someone already had their arm around her helping her up.

Its okay. Jada said as the strong hands helped her up. She stood up fully now turning to thank her helper. Thanks. She squinted her eyes to get a better look at him. He was about 64 dirty blonde hair, chiselled cheekbones, great red lips, green eyes with flecks of gold and he was white. Stacy stood beside her admiring him not realizing that the group had moved on without them.

No problem I was coming over to talk to you anyways. He smiled, really nice teeth and minty fresh breath.

Oh. She stepped back for him and Stacy to have a moment.

He doesnt mean me you goof. Stacy again pushes her forward like an offering. She feels the sting on her elbow and reaches around feeling it and looking at the blood on her hands. Oh man. Stacy says wincing at the sight of the blood.

Hey come over to the house I can take care of that. He holds her hand in his arm and she pulled Stacy along. Should she really go over there so many things could happen. She thought to herself. They entered the front yard and the boys smiled at her.

Hey chocolate. They said as she passed them. Were they saying chocolate because they were afraid of saying black and not getting punched in the face?

They entered the house and inside was downright beautiful and clean. Shed been used to the surrounding of boys she had a bigger brother Justin who wasnt the cleanest person she knew. He had his clothes everywhere and his room had a certain funk that she hated. They continued up the spiral stairs and into a large room with a huge bed and a few business books that looked tattered from over reading and marking on the floor.

Girl I cant. Stacy said and Jada looked at her suspiciously. I cant stand the sight of blood. She said as we stopped in the bathroom.

Stay please. She whispered.