DEDICATION | Book Two

C H A P T E R 39

C H A P T E R
T H I R T Y - N I N E

         It was Saturday, the weekend had officially started and Alisha couldn't be more happier since she could finally be at home with her babies. Her store was doing numbers and the collabs she was doing with other designers was taking up a lot of her time and taking away the time she usually spent with her family.

Shaun never complained but she knew he missed having her around more and with them trying to plan a wedding together it made things a little harder. So for the whole weekend Alisha was dedicated to spend all her time with Shaun and Nolan and finish planning this wedding.

Standing in the bathroom Alisha was applying her face mask for the night, while Shaun was in the shower singing his life away horribly.

Laughing to herself, she slightly jumped when her phone started ringing. Looking down at it she frowned when her moms name flashed across the screen. "My mom is calling." She stated outloud instantly shutting Shaun and his horrible singing up.

"Answer that bitch, see what she want."

Doing as he said she stepped out and answered the phone since the shower was loud and took a seat on the edge of the bed. "Hello?"

"Alisha?"

"Yes, what do you want?" She questioned harshly.

Hearing her sigh and some shuffling, Alisha mentally prepared herself for whatever her mama was about to say.

"I know I'm last person you want to hear from, but its something I've been hiding from you and I feel its time you know. I can't say much over the phone, so I was wondering if you and Shaun wanted to meet me at the house so we could talk tomorrow."

Sitting there quiet Alisha didn't know what to say, she hadn't talked to her parents in over a year and for her mom to randomly call and ask her to meet up had her feeling funny.

"So you don't call to ever check up on me or your own grandson, but call because you got some deep shit you need to tell me. Why do you expect me to jump for you whenever you need something to be done, but can't do the same for me?" She questioned.

Her mom sighed knowing Alisha was right, "I know I've made many mistakes towards you as a parent—"

"Those weren't mistakes, you guys constantly treated me as if I was less than. Treated me like an outsider and always treated me like y'all ain't love me. Those aren't mistakes, those are choices you two decided to make and now you two have to live with that! I dealt with so much on my own since I could never come to you about my issues. I was raped by Uncle Rickey at only fourteen mama, fourteen years old and my innocence was snatched away that fast and I wanted to tell you so bad, but I knew you probably wouldn't have even believed me or even cared." She sniffled getting emotional since this was her first time ever telling her mama this.

Uncle Rickey was her moms oldest brother, Alisha used to always come to his house and spend time with her Aunt Gayla. Her Aunt Gayla was more of her mom than her own mother and she found herself latching onto her.

They used to do everything together, shopping, concerts, road trips. They were like the best of friends, but all that changed when Aunt Gayla had to go to work one day and Uncle Rickey was off for the first time in some weeks.