In Love With a Thug✔️

Chapter 16

~1 Month Later~

It had been a month of Jasmine and Jonah being home. Me and Jasmine were still as thick as thieves. I filled her in on everything she had missed out on while being away. Me and Jonah were even speaking on a regular basis. Malique knew we had conversations, but if he knew how much we actually talked, he would be pissed. I can't even lie, Malique be on his man period a lot but lately he's been extra nice to me. I'm sure it has something to do with the fact that he has yet to come get his shit from under my bed, regardless of how many times I bring it up.

I ended up getting my butt and thigh tatted like I wanted. I came downstairs in shorts one day while I was at my mother's house and she almost had a heart attack. She was disappointed in me and I don't see why it's just a tattoo. It's not like she had to pay for it. She then blamed Malique for my behavior. Ever since me and him got together I haven't known how to act according to my mother. She made it known that she doesn't like Malique and doesn't want me with him but I won't listen. Me and him are still together and going strong. We've been together for over a bit over a year, there is no breaking up.

Me and Jasmine were going out to a party. I was dressed in some small shorts that showed off my tattoo and a crop top. Needless to say, I looked good. Along with my bestfriend who looked good as well. The way her caramel skin glowed was just amazing.

We went to a club and had a blast. Thanks to Malique, I had a fake I.D. for when we went out together because I was a couple of months away from being 20. I knew better than to drink and smoke knowing that I was going back to my mother's house. But Jasmine on the other hand was a drunken mess. I called us a uber and told them to wait for me outside while I put Jasmine in her bed.

"Good night Jassy." I say to her when we get to her room and she goes into her bed. "Night bestie boo. I love you." she says to me and I say it back.

The uber drives away when I step into my house. It was only 11:00pm so momma shouldn't be too mad.

"Where the hell you been?" My momma asks, scaring me as I turn on the light. She was standing there in her pink fluffy robe.

"I was with Jassy." I say and she huffs.

"Well what is this?" she questions me, throwing weed, money and a gun on the couch. Shit she found Maliques shit under my bed.

"Where did you find that?" I asked her, acting as though I had no idea what was in front of me and she scoffed at me.

"That's not important. What's important is why this is in my house." she gritted at me. "See this is why you should have been broken up with that boy. Is this his stuff?" she asked matter of factly. And I stand there, not saying anything. Just looking dumb. I didn't know what to say. "I knew it. Look at what he has done to you." she waves her hand at me in a disgusting manner.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask her and she sucks her teeth.

"Exactly what I said. I mean look at you."

"What's wrong with the way I look?" I snap at her.

"Everything!" she yells. "This isn't you Imani. He's changed you. You're walking around here dressing like a hoe, ass all out. Weave in your head, fake nails on your fingers. This isn't you." she says to me tears threatening to come out her eyes. I didn't think anything was wrong with the weave on my head and the fake nails on my fingers. But of course momma always has to have a problem. She was talking about my ass hanging out but I'd never wear shorts like that. My shorts were short yeah, but they weren't THAT short to where my ass was hanging out of them. She was exaggerating like hell.

"You need to cut it off with that boy. I won't have you in this house if this is what you're doing." she says pointing at the weed, money and gun that she threw on the couch.