Nila is in her 4th year of university. She really don't Speak to no one mainly because she is more focus on raising her 4 year old son. She meets this guy at a barbershop when she was taking her son there and he found her interesting. The thing with...
Nyla P.O.V Finally the food is done. When we got called to go eat, I sprinted up them stairs. I went in the kitchen and started to look in all the pots. "What I tell your bold headed ass, stop doing that dumb ass shit" Mona came out of no where and popped me in the hand. Which cause Tommy them to laugh. "Wow momma, really?" "Fix my grandson's food before you put anything in your damn mouth" Sucking my teeth I went to go grab Benji. "Do your momma have men around you?" I heard causing me to walk faster. He was in the living room getting interrogated by my ugly ass aunties. "The hell is y'all doing with my child" I asked snatching Benji from Veronica's grip. "We just tryna see if you really taking care of him like you said" I just looked at her. I don't understand why she want my damn child so bad. When I had Benji she offered to adopt him so I can 'have a normal life'. What they don't understand is Benji is my life. I do everything for him. I want the best for him. I walked this earth because of him. I don't even want to be here anymore. With these ghetto ass people. Who even ask 4 year olds question like that? I walked in the kitchen to see everyone outside other then Greg. He had Esmé and fixing their plates. Looking down at Benji who was laying his head on my shoulders while twisting my hair at the ends. "Baby do you still want to stay and eat" I asked Benji. He just nodded his head. Putting him down to grab some plates I stood next to Greg. "HEY GREEEGGGGG" Benji yelled scaring the hell out of me and Greg. "Oh shi-. Hey little man" I'm tired of them cussing in front of my child. I be wrong if I snitch and tell my momma about them cussing in a save house. I chuckled, like she don't be cursing her damn self. I left to finish making me and Benji's plate. I added some Mac&cheese, a grill hot dog, and some bake beans on his plate. And I put the same thing on mines. Me and Benji eat the same thing mainly because we some picky eaters. Bringing Benji his plate I sit his plate down and putting him at the dining room table. "Mommy can I get a bread too?" Benji asked me after he separate his food. I rolled my eyes at him. I was just about to sit down. "How bad you want the roll ben?" "Mommy pleaseee?" He begged me. I got up and ended up bumping into Gregory when I turned around. "My bad We was just about to sit down with y'all, if that's cool with y'all ?" "Uh yea I don't mind" Why am I so nervous around this man. Every time I'm in his presence I get all school girly and I never been like that towards a damn nigga in my life. "MOMMY MY BREAD" Benji yelled reminding me the reason why I bumped in to greg in the first place. Excusing my self. I walked around Greg and went and got Benji his damn roll. Coming back i sit back down in my chair which now across from me is Greg and esmé that was on his lap. I took my seat. Putting Benji bread on his plate. "You better eat it too Ben." "Yes ma'am" Making sure he was straight, I adjusted myself in my seat. Looking up Greg was already staring at me. "What?" I asked with a attitude. I didn't mean it as a rude way. It just came out wrong. He rosed his eyebrows in a sexy way to my reaction. Looking away from him which caused him the chuckle. And that made me even more confused. one because this man Is always smirking and chuckling. two I want to know what the fuck so funny because I want to laugh too. "I'm sorry, that was rude" I said quietly. "Nah I'm sorry I shouldn't be staring so hard. But it hard not to stare at something so beautiful" he said while shrugging his shoulders like it was a normal thing to say. And it's not cause now I'm blushing and I never blush. Choosing not to say nothing I let my blush take full effect. Not because i didn't like the complement it's just every time someone or a man complement me they always end up wanting one thing. And that got me into my last bad situation that still haunts me til this day. So I stay clear of all male contact, but it's something about Greg that makes me want to let him complement me. "I'm sorry to far?" Greg said rubbing his waves down. "No, I um, thank you" Finally I got the words out. "I hope you believe me, for both my statements of course" he said. He must of seen my confused face cause he keep going explaining what he meant. "You are beautiful there is no denying that, and my apologies if I scared you in any why. Truly" He said truthfully. "No seriously it's fine. I'm just not used to it" That is a lie. I get guys hitting on me everyday, but then guys are just not him. It's a different feeling with him. "I see. So what's your real name if you don't mind me asking?" "Why? If you don't mind me asking" I stated throwing his statement back at him. Smiling and a small shake he picked his fork up and eat some of his Mac & cheese. "I want to get to know you. Man that sound cheesy." causing us to both laugh. "Honestly, everyone knows nunu but I want to know the real you" And that alone left me stuck. I'm I ready to let someone in other than my sister? I always have the idea of only me and Benji in my head that I never think about friends or relationship, but it's different in a way because I can't trust no one. I don't want no one to get to know me or someone so close to me that they can hurt me with my own words. But should I put my pride aside and let Greg in. I felt this connection with him ever since the barbershop that I'm so afraid about because I don't know him from a can of paint. But maybe this a sign. A sign of hope. A sign of strength. "Nyla" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gregory shakir Montana
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