Blessing's point of view
I haven't talked to Chris in 2 days. Kae's too busy throwing up and eating up the house to notice. So basically I been talking to Ustream. I'm actually answering questions on Ustream now.
"Yes my hair is real and mine...... I'm 9....... my dad is somewhere around here.... no I will not go get him... because I'm not speaking to him....moving on.... no I will not be at the KCA'S. will you?"
Suddenly I hear my door knock and my dad walks in.
"Bless I- you on ustream?"
I nod.
"Well then get off, cause we need to talk." he closes the door behind.
"Guys, I'll be right back. Stay tuned." I cut off the video and turn to him.
"You still not talking to me?"
....
"Look as your father, I'm not gonna allow you to ignore me. It's not happening you forget it."
....
"Be mad. I really don't care. Your not going, and if you don't start talking to me within the next minute, you sure as hell won't be at the MTV awards either."
.......
"Aii, fine. Don't even ask me to go either. Kae and I, are still going. Im still gonna let Isaiah go.. You can redeem yourself though.. to perform and go to KCA's but the MTV is done for you. If all next week, I get daily reports from all your teachers, everyday, and they're all good. Then you can go."
"Fine." I roll my eyes, then notice Ustreams still on.
"So... I may be going to the KCA's." I say into the camera
Chris looks confused and then face palms himself. He walks over And closes my laptop.
I notice X is on the floor and pick him up.
"Now there's something else.. I think we need to talk.."
"About what?"
"So.... umm... last night.... Kae told me, you were having concerns about umm.... about your uh..... well about your..... She told me, you were having concerns about your.... um... your upper body."
I wanted to run out the room, I can't believe she told him.
"So umm.....well... are you okay? Do you need.. umm do you need something? Like, I don't know."
I wish you guys could hear him struggling.
"Umm... no... but, I am hungry." I change the subject and he breaths a sigh of relief.
"So you don't wanna talk about it either? good. But like do you wanna go bra shopping or-
"How about the three of us go to the Waffle House, and then the mall?"
"Karreuche!!" Chris yells, we hear her walking down the hall
"Yes?"
"Do you feel well enough to go to the Waffle House or is the chicken still affecting you?" Chris ask.
We both now it's not a food sickness.
"Yes, I feel well enough to go to the Waffle House and it was the chicken."
"If it was the chicken, it wouldn't be continuing for 3 days, and you would've had a fever and went to the doctor, I looked it up. Dummy."
"Shut up freckle butt."
"You have freckles on your butt?" I ask, giggling
"Really Kae, you going there." He covers his face.
"If it makes you feel better.. I have freckles on my butt too." I say.
He looks, at me and laughs. I pull him into a big hug. Kae joins the hug.
"This is an instagram moment." Chris pulls out his phone and takes a picture and post to Instagram.
"Two out of the three most important women in my life all we missing is mama 🌸💞 @blessing___you @Karrueche"
"Aii, so get dressed, and Blessing don't forget to clean your ears out."
Chris has a major thing with ear wax and what not.
"Fine. And you need a hair cut." I say
"Yea I do, and you need to do you hair because....." he touches my hair and dramatically looks away.
"Be quiet!" I push him.
------at Waffle House------
"Okay can I have blueberry pancakes with the sausage links... umm... home fries.... eggs.. a side of toast and an orange juice?" Kae ask.
You'd think she was a man and not a 110 lb woman.
"I'll have the steak and cheese omelet with toast too, and a water."
I think today may actually be a good day.
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