White Knight [Editing]

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When I woke, I rolled over into a body. To say it was uncomfortable would be an understatement.

"Morning, Mom." Jet said. I looked around and didn't see Bryan. "He's taking a shower."

I looked at her sideways.

"Why are you in my bed? Why'd you come into my room? And how did you know where he was?"

She groaned, for reasons I don't know of or care to think of. "I came in because I have an issue that I need your help with. I came in your bed because I felt like it. And when I came in, Bryan was trying to sneak into the bathroom. Plus, the shower water is running and you were just sleeping, so."

I rolled my eyes and covered my face with my pillow. "What is your problem, Jet?"

She laid her head on my stomach and groaned again. "My.. My vagina. It's bleeding."

I threw my pillow off my face and sat up causing her to fly off me. "You got your period?!" I shouted. She covered my mouth and shushed me.

"Mom! Your boyfriend is literally right in the bathroom and Monroe has the ears of a bat! Can you keep it quiet." She uncovered my mouth and heavily sighed.

I wrapped her in my arms and squeezed her. "My baby is a woman!"

"Mom, let go. You are forcing the blood out of me right now and I'm uncomfortable." She said squirming.

"Oh, sorry, sorry." I said letting go. "Wait, get off my bed, Bloody Mary, you're gonna leak and stain." I said realizing she was all over my bed.

I checked the sheets and made sure she wasn't leaking. "Why aren't you leaking?" I questioned noticing no blood anywhere.

"I took one of Monroe's pads but I don't think its on right." She pouted.

I instructed her to get two of her underwear and steal another two more of Monroe's pads and show me how they are to be put on. As she left, Bryan came out the bathroom, showered and in fresh clothes; a pair of sweatpants and a white T-shirt.

"Morning, sexy." He gave me a kiss and laid down next to me. "Why are you up, it's early for you."

On my lazy days, I'm usually not up til 11am, right now it's 9am.

"Jet got her first Auntie Flo." I said.

"Gross."

I looked down at him and scorned him, "That is not an 'ew' situation. It's serious and if you are going to be a little boy about it, leave because we are about to have a woman's class right now." I said as Jet walked in.

"Oh, hi, Bryan." She said as she came to a stop.

"I promise I'll be good." Bryan whispered as he laid his head behind me. I sat myself upright giving him space. "It's okay, baby. Just ignore him."

"Okay." She nervously said as she sat in front of me on the bed. She laid out the pads and held her underwear scrunched up in her hand. I could tell Bryan was making her a little uncomfortable.

I don't want their relationship to be like that, I wanted them to be comfortable with him. Not always with stuff so personal like this, but this could be a start.

"It's fine, mamas. Bryan won't look at your underwear, right, B?"

I looked behind me and he nodded as he scrolled down Instagram on his phone.

She laid out her two of her underwear. "Okay show me how to put one on." She took the wrapper off and wrapped it horizontally around the part of the underwear that is right under you.

I giggled which pissed her off. "Seriously, Mom! That's not cool." She said. She tried to get off the bed but I held onto her wrist.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry, let me teach you."

I taught her how to properly put the pad on her underwear and she eventually got it. "Now with the period stuff, we must have the birds and the bees talk."

She grunted aloud and plopped down on the bed. "In front of..." She looked over at Bryan, who snapped out of his phone and looked up.

"Jet, if you want me to go, I will, lil mama." He said as he started to sit up beside me.

She looked down and nodded. "Alright, I'll wait downstairs." He said as he got up. When he reached the door, Jet stopped him.

"Wait."

He turned around and waited for her to speak again.

"If I were your daughter.. What would you say? About the 'talk'?" She asked surprising the hell out of him and I. He slowly made his way back over and sat down.

"Jet. I don't want to push our relationship. Regardless of what your mother says, we don't have to get this deep. Only if you're really down for it." He said. I rolled my eyes again, but agreed.

"I'm down. I love Mom, but she's about to give me the watered down version and I think a male's perspective would be helpful. In fact. I think we should have a questionnaire; me, you, and Monroe."

Bryan and I exchanged looked and he looked like he needed to think real quick about it. "Let us think about it, babe. Okay? We'll let you know in about twenty minutes."

She nodded and left my room.

"Wow."

"Baby, you do not have to play the father role to my girls. I am not and would never put that on you." I warned him. My kids are not his obligation.

"I can easily give her the talk mys-"

He covered my mouth and shushed me. "You know when you talk and talk and talk, that's called rambling?" He laughed.

I licked his hand which made him move it before sticking my tongue out at him. "Seriously, you don't have to do it."

"Its fine. I told you I love those girls. This conversation will bring us closer." He said.

I cannot believe this is happening.