after leslie dropped isaiah and i off at my house, we were surprised to come home to a hot dinner and my mom sober.
we were all awkwardly eating at the table, isaiah cracking jokes here and there.
"so uh- mom. is it okay if sai-sai (pronounced zay-zay) stays with us for awhile?" i asked lookign up from my food.
she thought for a moment but then nodded.
"yeah. it would be good since i'm starting up work soon. you won't be alone here."
my eyes widened and i smiled.
"you got a job?!" i asked excitedly. maybe she is getting her shit together.
"yeah, i'm gonna be doing a receptionist job at a dentist's office." she beamed. she was looking better too, i've noticed.
i'm really glad because i really need my mom now.
isaiah was smiling with me and we started making small conversation at the table, which ended up turning into jokes all around and we were all laughing. this is the best time i've had with my mom since ever.
i was laughing so hard at a story my mom just told my stomach was hurting.
"no, i'm being dead serious. he pulled my whole wig off." she said laughing.
she was telling us about the time a man-turning into-woman and her got into a fight and the woman pulled her wig off.
isaiah was wheezing and holding his stomach.
after awhile my mom took our dishes and went into the kitchn to clean up.
me an isaiah went upstairs to my room where he would be staying. my room was pretty decent sized, so i was able to set up an air mattress next to my bed and there was still space.
i started doing my face routine while isaiah changed into something more comfortable and tied his hair into a man bun.
we were fine with being in the same room because grew up together. he was like my brother.
i changed and put on my cucumber mud mask and plugged my phone into the aux cord.
i put on kiss me thru the phone and me and isaiah were b u m p i n g.
i heard out doorbell ring and then the front door open.
isaiah and i looked at each other, thinking the same thing.
i paused the music and crept over to the stairs to listen, isaiah right behind me.
we were both dressed ready for bed, him in basketball shorts and no shirt, and me with sweats and a tank top.
i heard muffled voices and then my mom calling for me.
i looked to isaiah and he started plopping down the steps. i noticed my phone was gone.
"SAIAH!" i yelled,chasing after him. i saw him typing something and went to hit him, but he ran away.
"mom make him give it back!" i yelled, still running after him.
i grabbed a decorative pillow and threw it at him, splacking him in the back.
"HA!"
i tackled him to the ground and started wrestling him for my phone back. we had each other in a headlock and were both saying "no, you tap out."
"y'all knock it off. there's someone at the door for you." she said.
"NOT TILL THIS WIGGA GIVES ME MY PHONE BACK."
