Its finally been two weeks. Momma went into surgery yesterday. I can't wait for her to come out of the hospital. They have to keep her for three more weeks to make sure her body doesn't reject the organ. I hope she makes it. I'm supposed to visit her tomorrow.
I rolled out of bed and checked on my siblings. They are still asleep. I woke Kyle up.
"Wake up. I'm going to work soon." I said. His eyes peeled opened. I know he hates waking up so early on a Saturday. But I don't want Nyah to wake up before him. If that happens her sneaky ass is gonna break some shit.
Kyle got up and stretched. I went in the bathroom and freshened up before getting ready.At work
Pinky didn't show. She hasn't been to work since the shooting. I guess Joanna don't want her ass out the house no more. Today was more of a chill day. Everything has been slow.
Rodney walked in looking mighty fine.
"Good afternoon. I'm looking for my girlfriend. She about yo height with the cutest smile and some big ol titties." He said. I burst out laughing.
"Hey baby." I said. I leaned over the counter and kissed him.
"Found her." He whispered.
"We going for lunch?"
"Not today. Today we going for dinner. And I want you to bring your siblings."
"Kyle still doesn't like you."
"He warming up to me."
"Alright. Casual or fancy?"
"Casual."
"Alright baby."
"What time?"
"7. I know Nyah can't be up too long."
"Okay perfect."
Rodney kissed me again.
"Ima see you later beautiful."
"Okay."
I watched my handsome boyfriend walk out of the store. I really wanna fuck him. But last week we agreed not to rush into sex. Its a good thing and a bad thing. A good thing because he wouldn't just love me for the pussy but a bad thing because I crave him. Daily. The things I would do to his sexy ass. Oh boy. I need to keep myself under control. But I wonder. Why is he making me wait? I maybe he's a virgin. I guess I won't find out until something happens.
I lounged around alone. Today is a slow day. I have no idea why its been so slow lately.After work I wait straight home. I came home to Kyle and Nyah watching tv.
"Did y'all take a shower?" I asked.
"Yeah." Kyle replied.
"Alright its 5:30 get dressed."
"What? Why?"
"Rodney is taking us to dinner."
"McDonald's?" Nyah asked.
"No baby." I replied.
I picked out Nyah's clothes and laid it on her bed.
"Dress casual Kyle." I said as I walked into my room.
I'm so glad Ty did my hair last week. I finally gave my head a break from that sew in. Ty braided my hair into 8 medium sized cornrows. I laid out a pair of light blue skinny jeans. I rummaged through my drawers and grabbed my pink T shirt. It had the word beautiful on the front in cursive. I laid it next to my jeans and went into the bathroom. I took a steamy shower before getting dressed. Once I was dressed I laid my edges and did my eyebrows. I applied lipgloss on my lips.
"Kyle Nyah y'all ready?" I asked.
"Yeah." Kyle said.
"Come here Nyah." I said as I checked the time. Its 6:30.
Nyah ran in my room and I smiled at her. I pointed at the chair in the corner. She knows that means that I'm gonna do her hair. I watched her climb in the chair. I walked over to her and grabbed a comb and brush. I took her hair out of the messy puff. I gelled her hair and brushed her hair. I used a shoelace to give her a neater and more secure puff. I laid her edges and sent her on her way.At dinner
Rodney took us to for dinner at TGI Fridays. I didn't mind the choice of place. I wouldn't allow him to take us anywhere too expensive because Nyah is so picky. I rather her go somewhere where she can enjoy a burger than for her to waste something expensive.
We were seated in a booth. Rodney sat next to me. He wrapped his arm around me.
"Rodney?" Kyle said.
"Yeah lil man?" Rodney replied.
"Why you doing this?"
"Because I really like your sister."
"I hope you ain't doing this to sleep with her."
"Kyle that's enough." I said.
"Sorry I just don't want him to hurt you like.."
"Color your menu."
"I'm 13."
"Color it."
I handed him one of Nyah's crayons.
"What is he talking about?" Rodney whispered.
"Don't worry about it."
"Baby you can tell me anything."
"This isn't the time."
"Okay."
He kissed my forehead and we patiently waited for our orders. The waitress came with our food. Damn they work fast. We all dug into our food. From the corner of my eye I glimpsed Kj. I hope he didn't see me.
"Heaven?" Kj said as he walked up to the table. Oh gosh make it stop.
"Hey." I said with a fake smile.
"What's up? This yo nigga?"
"Mind yo business Kj."
Rodney cleared his throat.
"Rodney that's Kj. Kj this is my baby Rodney."
"Nice to meet you brotha."
"Can you leave us now?"
"Damn looks like you need some dick you saucy tonight."
"Get the fuck away from me." I clenched my teeth. His presence makes my blood boil.
"Baby relax." Rodney said.
"You know my number." Kj said as he walked out.
"What was that all about?" Rodney asked.
"I don't wanna talk about it."
"He's an ex?"
"No just don't worry."
I could feel tears ready to cascade down my face but I held them back and ate my food. I went into a deep trance and flashback started to haunt me. Before I knew it I screamed really loudly.
"Baby? You good?" Rodney asked.
"No can we leave?" I replied.
"Okay babygirl."
Rodney left some money on the table and we left. He dropped Kyle and Nyah home and he took me for a drive.
"Say what's on your mind. You can't keep everything from me babygirl."
"Kj...hurt me." I managed to say.
"He raped you?"
"Mmhmm." I started to cry.
"Ima beat his bitch ass. Why didn't you say anything?"
"I can't get the police involved cause I live alone and I'm underage. If they find out they gonna take my siblings and put them in foster care."
"Where's yo moms?"
"She's been sick in the hospital for a year. She's supposed to be getting out soon."
"Damn."
Rodney parked in a vacant parking lot.
"Let's go in the back for a bit." He suggested.
We went in the back seat. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. This moment feels so perfect. "You gonna be good baby." He reassured.
"Okay baby."
"I got you. I ain't never gonna hurt you."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Rodney and I cuddled for a while before he took me home.
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Sugar
Teen FictionFrom living lavishly to in the projects. It ain't easy for anybody. Heaven Meyers can testify to that. Since her dad died and her momma got sick she had to adjust to her new life in the Bronx. At 17 years old Heaven faces problems balancing school a...