BABYGIRL [Slow Updates]

MAKE UP YOUR MIND II

Kehlani Parrish Imagine

"I hate giving you everything,
Feels like I'm losing everything"

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After the incident at Kehlani's house you were rightfully distant. Just texting to let Keh know that you were getting Adeya.

When you came over Keh tried to apologize and talk but you weren't really for it. You brushed her off saying the whole situation was fine and leaving not even minutes after you entered.

And eventually Kehlani stopped trying just accepted that your stubborn ass wasn't going to actually talk about it. So she became distant also the only words you two shared in person were 'Deya ate' 'yes' and 'no'.

To be honest you got salty. Like how she gon act the same way I was acting towards her when she was in the wrong? That's some bullshit.

You sat at your mama's kitchen island staring off into space thinking about if she was really more in the wrong than you were.

"I know damn well you didn't have me cook you pancakes for the third time this week for you to just sit there and look crazy again." Your mom interrupts your thoughts.

"And where is my granddaughter and future daughter-in-law?" She asks skillfully flipping a pancake.

Despite knowing Kehlani was in a relationship your mom still had it in her mind that y'all were meant for each other and would someday get it together and tie the knot.

You shrug watching the pancake. It was just made of fluffy deliciousness. And regardless of having them for dinner 3 times this week, you could never get tired of your mom's signature pancakes.

"Well you gotta tell me something cuz you only ask me for pancakes when you got too much on your mind." She puts the pancake on a plate before putting more batter into the skillet for another fluffy delicious creation. "And I let it slide the first two times figuring you would figure it out on your own because you like your space but,"

You mom puts her spatula down looking at you. "Now I'm worried." Motherly concern etched all over her face.

You suck your teeth, looking away. Knowing you would tell your whole soul to your mom, if you kept the eye contact.

"I'm fine mama. Nothing I can't handle." You mumble the last part. Your eyes fixated on the skillet and the popping oil.

Your mom sighs. "I didn't say you couldn't handle it Y/n. Trust me I know how strong you are but I also know how stubborn you can be." She puts the second pancake on the plate before cracking eggs into a bowl.

"Especially when it comes to your feelings." She adds after cracking the first egg.

Your eyebrows furrow. There is no way she could have known. Your mom was a lot of amazing things but psychic was not one of then.