I stared at the big brick building. Chris rubbed my thigh to try to calm me down, but I couldn't. My Mama was in there. Alive. Karrueche sat quietly in the backseat. I guess she's still shooken up by me. She has a few band-aids on her face, but nothing seroius. But I couldn't focus on that. Not right now at least. Chris cut off the engine and sighed.
"You ready, Bo?" He asked me.
I don't say anything. I just nod a little and get out. Chris said something to Kae and kissed her, then left. As soon as he caught up with me, I grabbed his hand. I squeezed it real tight. He gave me a quick kiss on my cheek and we walked in. I'm glad we took the back route so the cameras and paparazzi wouldn't be asking me and Chris questions about the Kae incident. I'm just over it.
As soon as we walked into the building, butterflies flapped in my stomach. It was like one of them Tv lobbys, where they have a secretary with a big desk and a shiny gold plaque that has some symbol on it. The tile was all pink and shit, but it looked nice.
"Don't say anything until we get to see Mama. Ok?" Chris whipered.
"Can we still hold hands?" I say.
He smiled a little and nodded as we walked up to the big secretary desk.
The black lady smiled at Chris and told us to go to the fourth floor. She looked old ad hell and she was fat, but she was still tryna flirt with Chris. I held back my laugh as I looked at Chris's disgusted face. I swear on soul I'm going to dog the shit out of him when we get hone about it.
Finally when we get on the elevator, I press the fourth floor button. I'm holding Chris's hand like it's life support now. I'm so fucking scared. I haven't seen my Mama since forever and I don't even know what she looks like anymore. Chris rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb.
"Relax, baby girl. We gone be alright." He says.
But I know I'm not gone be alright. I don't know what I'm going to do. Am I going to hug her, slap the shit out of her, cuss her out, kiss her? I don't know. I just don't know.
We finally reached the fourth floor. My heart was pounding out of my chest. The doors opened, and we seen like a tv office. People were walking around with papers and shit. There was a glass window office with a lady sitting in a chair. She had dark blonde hair, but it was did up real nice. She was wearing a white blouse and navy blue skinny jeans and white flats. Chris smiled as we stepped out of the elevator.
"You see that lady?"
"Yeah, why?" I say.
"That's your Mama, Chilombo." He smile harder.
I took a deep breath. A old white man smiled and motioned us to come in. I took the biggest deep breath I could. It almost made me cough. Chris pulled me along and we both entered the office.
My Mama stood up. She was gorgeous as hell. She looked young and so full of life, she didn't even look any older than twenty. Tears were forming in her eyes as she saw us. I can't lie, tears were in my eyes too. I can't believe that I'm actually standing right infront of a woman who I thought was dead. She just smiled and smiled.
"Look at my babies." She said.
Santo was sitting down next to my Mama. He was probably the first one here. He stood up and joined us. He gave me a hug and gave Chris dap. My Mama just smiled along.
"My two grown up boys." She said, hugging Santo and Chris.
Then she got to me. Tears were flowing down my cheeks once she saw me. I guess since I'm the youngest and the only girl, she gets the most emotional with me. She just smiled and cried.
"I'm so sorry, baby. I should've been there." She said, hugging me.
I just rolled my eyes. Chris gave me the look and I hugged her back. She better be lucky Chris did that or she would've got her feelings hurt. Real bad.
She finally let me go and the old white dude started talking and shit. But I wasn't listening. I just don't care anymore. Yeah, I have my Mama now, but something still feels missing. But I don't know what.
