Jungle 3: Revisited

Chapter 16

Song in multimedia: Kodak Black- Pimpin' Ain't Eazy

The time was three in the morning and Mike was pulling into his mothers driveway. Today was the day of the Disney trip and he was keeping his car at his mothers home while he was away. With her eyes halfway open, Monica let him in.

"Unnn, you ugly." He made fun of her tired face.

"Get smacked, okay. When is that girl coming so I can go back to sleep?"

"Who is that girl? She got a name." Mike took a seat on the couch, pulling his hood over his head.

"The girl on that sweatshirt and that phone case. When is Ebony getting here? With ya' lil sprung tail."

"She'll be here soon."

"Did you eat already?"

"Yes ma'am. I ate before I left."

"Good because I didn't feel like cooking."

Ebony arrived to pick Mike up a few minutes later. He went to use the restroom before they were to head over to Xavier's house. Ebony came inside and spoke to Monica while she waited for Mike.

"So y'all driving?" Monica asked.

"Yeah. It's over ten of us so we ain't flying. We would've been then bought all the seats. It's only nine hours, we'll be okay." Ebony scratched her scalp that was still a bit tender from her fresh faux locs.

"I'm ready." Mike came out of the bathroom.

"Okay. Y'all have fun. Bring something expensive back, Mike." Monica hugged her son.

"I'll bring you back the smallest keychain I can find." He kissed her forehead.

"Get out my house. Love you." She pushed him towards the door.

"Love you too."

Mike put his suitcases in Ebony's Jeep and then she made her way to Xavier's. She didn't get any sleep so Ebony was pretty quiet as she drove. Mike was aware of today's date and he was wondering how she was feeling right now.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah." She shrugged, popping her gum.

"I was just asking because of what today was."

"Oh yeah. I'm straight. Thanks for asking." Ebony smirked.

"What the doctor tell you?" She looked over at him.

"I told you. She said I gotta have surgery, but first I gotta go to physical therapy for some weeks."

"You didn't tell me."

"I did. I told you yesterday right after I got home from the doctor."

"Nah, you must've told another bitch cause you ain't tell this one." Ebony smacked her lips.

"Don't start your shit, bruh. I told you, but you obviously wasn't listening."

"I remember a little bit, but I had just got my hair done and my head was hurting." She snickered.

"Whatever. You gone come with me?"

"Where? To therapy or surgery?"

"Both. You ain't gotta come to therapy with me all the time, but at least once or twice."

"I got you. You know what day the surgery is?"

"No, I haven't scheduled it yet. After my first session at therapy then we'll talk about surgery dates. I go there on the sixth."