This is My Goodbye... (Interracial)

Its not what it looks like

Imani POV
It was a long quiet ride until we made a stop at his house. Damn. The house was a one story house and was long as ever with beautiful cherry blossom trees. Living the rich life, in a big house was always annoying for me. I always hoped to live in a small home where you wouldn't feel so... so.. I don't know how to say it but I just love the feel. What I didn't wish for was to be livin with a nigga who was supposed to bring me to my death. But life just luvs to fuck people over. We sit silently in the car until I decide to stop being a pussy and talk business with him.

"Okay, so in order for me to be staying with you, imma need you to know somethings. Don't talk to me unless it's business, imma need a personal space, a lot more-" this nigga sure fond of interrupting me

"If you got a whole list of wants and shit I ain't got time for that just get yo ass inside take off yo shoes and listen, I'm already risking my life for you."

Shocked by his attitude I angrily listen to him and stop at the front door. He slowly walks towards the door as I tap my foot waiting for this night to stop wasting my damn time. Turning the key in the lock we are welcomed by the smell of chicken fajitas and a sweet dessert. I deeply inhale the smell getting hungry by the second as Whatever his name leads me into the kitchen.

"mamá, esta es Imani ella-"
(Mama this is Imani she-)
"Rubin!¿Es esta tu chica? ¿Por qué no me dijiste que vendría? ¡Podría haber hecho mejor comida!"
(Rubin! Is this your girl? Why didn't you tell me she was coming? I could have made something better!)
(A/N I'm sorry if I got anything wrong I'm just using google translate🥶)
Aww so his names Rubin.. hmmm

"lo siento mamá, y sí, ella es mi chica." Rubin finishes putting his arm around me, as much as I don't want him to, I ain't tryna embassy's someone in front of they ma. Wait- but what are they talking about. Think back to Spanish Class Imani! Chica means... wait what the-

While I still try and comprehend what Rubin said to his ma about me, he leads me into a room that I'm guessing is his and closes the door. Now I can yell at him.

"Nigga what was that?!" I yell

"What you mean?!" He yells back

"Look, I may have payed little attention in Spanish but I can sure as hell catch on!"

He sighs putting his finger through his hair

"What do you want me to do! I'm lying for you just to keep yo ass from dying how many times do I gotta say that for you to fucking understand!"

I stop and listen his words repeating over and over in my head. As much as I don't want to say it, he is right and I should be more sympathetic. I look at him and often my eyes sitting on the bed.

"Okay. I'm sorry but I'm still mad you basically forced me here, I get your helping me so I'll try my best to not be a bitch."

Rubins POV
I walk out of the room, and hear my stomach growl, as I walk to the kitchen.
What to eat....

"Rubin!" I hear my ma call. What i do now!

"Yes ma.."

"How are you just going to leave your girlfriend by herself? Is that how I raised you? Has she even eaten! Rubin, Rubin, Rubin, when will you learn.." she sighs than walks away. I grab a beer and head back to my room only to get to the door and hear chit chat.

"You know Rubin was always a crazy boy, look at this one!"

"Oh my god! Is he playin with a Barbie?"

"Yes! He loved those toys, such a little boy. Now let me ask you, is he treating you good?"

"So far so good, ma'am"

"Oh! Don't call me ma'am I like you enough to let you call me Julieta."

"Okay, well it's nice to meet you, Julieta."

I walk in and they turn and look at me a goofy grin on both of their face,

"Ma!" I say in embarrassment

"Rubin! I was only introducing myself. Your girlfriend is beautiful both inside and out!"

Rolling my eyes I watch as gets up and leaves with my photo book.

Imani smiles and starts to laugh hysterically, "Mane, you played with barbies and you in a whole gang?!"
She slows down and sits up,
"So you got any clothes I can wear?"

"Yea lemme ask my ma."

I head out and hear small voices,

"RUBIN! Your friend Mozz is here!" Ma shouts. What the- He ain't supposed be be here.

"Aye Mozz, what's good?"

"Nun much, boss wanted me to come and check to see how you was doin'"

"Im Ight."
He starts to head to my room and I panic remembering Imanis inside,
"Ayeee, Mozz my ma said she was bout to cook sum up, come to the kitchen so we can help,"

He looks at me like he's tryna catch me in a lie, thank god I was a good liar,

"I mean I am hungry."

A/N
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