Ball Is Life

7.0

India
"Mom.." I hugged her tightly.
I missed her more then anything. Not only did I miss her, I know she was going through things with my dad.
Before we came back in town my dad managed to move himself and all his things into his new apartment on the other side of town. I was glad he did so.
Not only did he make bad decisions he made us think he was happy with us. I know he loved us, I know he does, but when you put a smile on your face and make it seem as if you're happy and your not; it makes us look at him differently.
He was hurting my mom. He don't deserve a women like my mom in my eyes. My mom is better then that. My mom is strong as hell. She was going through this shit by herself. Yes, she got us til death so us part but she is up in this house by herself and is waking up and smiling. No one is stronger then a person that can go through all this and wake up and thank god with a smile on their face.
I fianlly let her go and moved aside to let Chris hug her.
"I missed my babies so much." My mom smiled after Chris kissed her cheek. "Speaking of my babies; where is Micheal and Cry?"
"They are staying at my moms house. They will be over early in the morning. They know you gone cook." Chris laughed.
"Okay, I want you two to go upstairs and get some sleep. Its 2 in the morning. I want yall to get enough sleep."
"We will go and get settled. I'll be back down to talk to you alright?" I said looking back at my mom as Chris pushed me up the stairs.
"Alright baby. I'll make us a cup of coffee."
"Alright mommy." I nodded heading up the stairs.
When Chris and I entered my old room, I smiled. She didn't change a thing. My bed was still in its same place and my posters were still hanging on the wall.
"She ain't change shit." Chris said sitting down our luggage.
"Nope. My mom hates change. Thats why I have to talk to her." I said bending over to pick up my Chanel luggage bag. I sat it on my bed as I went through it.
I found night clothes and began undressing. I kicked my pants off and dressed myself in my night outfit.
"Change like your dad leaving?" Chris asked me.
I nodded as I licked my lips. "Exactly."
"It will be fine bae. Go ahead and talk to her."He said taking off his clothes and getting in bed.
"I'll be back up in 10." I said walking out my room.
"Look in the snack closet and get me some sweets." Chris shouted after me.
I smiled and shook my head. He will always and forever be a fat ass.
I walked into the kitchen and my mom was pouring coffee into our favorite mugs. I smiled and just watched her.
"You know I hate when you do that." My mom said without looking up.
"I know. You are just so beautiful mom." I smiled and joined her at the table.
"Thank you baby. You girls make me feel beautiful."
"What about bubby?" I asked referring to my brother.
"Ugh, bubby is upstairs in his old room asleep. He's been staying here since your dad left. I'm very surprised at him though. He has really been my back bone."
"I actually missed him... And Paris."
"Oh god India! Paris and Jamal is dating!"
My mouth dropped. I wasn't shocked though. I couldn't say I was. I kinda knew it was going to happen; in my dreams.
"And I can actually say I love them being together. When they got together Jamal changed. He got on his stuff. He got a job and his own apartment. I even think Paris is thinking about moving in with him."
"Mom, I feel like a horrible bestfriend. Like, I would speak to Paris but every once in a while. I feel like once I got to college, I forgot about her."
"She understands though. Veing in college the first year is hard. You get busy and you don't have time. Shoot, I barely talked to you."
I laughed. "You got that right."
"After she decided that she wasn't going to college, she began working. I think she works at a modeling agency. She's a well paid Assistant. I think she gets paid a thousand a week? I'm not sure."
"Damn mom. Do you know everything about her?" I laughed.
"For gods sake!" She laughed. "Shes here 24/8. Yes, 24/8. She never goes home. I think they just want to be here cause of dad, ya know."
"Yeah, how is that going so far? I know its not easy mom. I can't see how you could do it. You're so strong mommy."
"I thought I was going to be married until death do us part but you know. I don't want you to stay where you don't want to be. If you wanna go, I will hold the door open for you. I lived and I learned. Your dad can do what he wants but he isn't going to do it while living under the same roof as me."
"What do you mean?"
My mom sighed and rolled her eyes while drinking her coffee. I don't know why my mom poured me any. She knows I don't drink coffee like that.
"There is a rumor going around at the school that your dad is having relations with a girl on the basketball team. I mean, it could be true because he wasn't acting like this until he started coaching the girls basketball team."
"But mom, do you really think he would-."
"A man will do anything when someone is throwing it to him for free. I tried to think that it was me, it was my doings that was making him leave. But, the late night calls. The whole late night practices. It just all makes sense now."
"Mom, things will get better. With or without him. We don't need him. Forget him!"
"He's still your father. He still loves you India. Don't hate him. Jamal already does. He won't even mention your dads name. He won't even talk about him. Jamal has shown me that you can hate someone no matter what you have been through with that person.."
"Do you hate him?" I asked her. I really wantes to know. It was important.
"I asked myself that every night since he has left. But I can't bring myself to hate someone who gave me three beautiful children. I just can't. He might come to his senses and come back home."
"Mom, you're actually gonna let him back in the house? Really?"
"Without him. I wouldn't have this home." My mom shrugged. "I'm so old school, Indie. I'm so old school, that I will work things out no matter what it is, before giving up on your dad. Now-a days, young people get in one big argument and is ready to pack up and break up. My mom and dad was married 65 years before they passed. Thats real love."
"I hear you mom. We just all want the best for you. I guess we are more mommas girls and boy." I laughed.
"Look, its getting later and earlier.. Go to bed. I'll see you in the morning." My mom said kissing my forehead and exiting out the kitchen.
I got up from the table and poured out our coffee mug and sat them in the sink.
I opened the junk cabnit and grabbed Chris some starburst and a warm sprite. I hated warm soda pop but Chris could chug it like it was ice cold.
I entered my room to see Chris facing the wall asleep. I smiled and started to take off my clothes. I opened the bag of starburst and grabbed a random one and peeled the candy and squated a bit and slide the piece of candy in my love box. I stood up and walked towards the bed.
I stood up on the bed and stood over chris. I took off my shirt and slung it on the floor. I undid my bra and flung it away from my body.
I smirked and then stood directly over Chris head.
"Chris...." I softly called out to him.
I looked down as he turned in his sleep. I called him again and he turned on his back and opened eyes. Before he could notice what was going on I was straddling his face.
When he got the hint Chris started licking and sucking my clit. I was so wet I was surprised the starburst didn't slip out of me.
"Damn, you taste like a pink starburst; my favorite." Chris mumbled as he stuck his tongue inside of me.
I thinkbhe noticed the candy was inside of me because he began fucking me with his tongue like it was no tomorrow.
"Ohhh, yes. Chris. Yes, fuck me with your tongue. Yesssssss." I moaned. Even though my moms room was downstairs I had to worry about Jamal.
Chris slapped my ass and began sucking my entrance. I lifted off of his face.