Love For All The Wrong Reasons.

VII

5 : O9 a.m.

Unknown : Leslie Baabbby...

Angel and I had just went to sleep. Yeah, I know it's early in the morning. We sat up all night and talked, kissed, and got to know one another. She's amazing, so genuine. Angel has went through so much, she expressed everything to me, surprisingly. I even seen her eyes get extremely glossy. I think I'm falling.

Angel was laying next to me and if I grab my phone I might wake her up. I slowly reached to the night stand almost dropping my phone pulling my hand back. I unlocked my phone to see who texted me. My stomach dropped when I read it , there was no doubt that it was Marcus. Why can't he just let me move on and leave me the hell alone.

Me : Who Is This?

Unknown : Do You Remember When My Name Used To Be Marshmallow In Your Phone? Now You Don't Even Know My Number.

Me : Marcus Just Leave Me Alone.

I knew it was him. I used to call him my marshmallow, for reasons that doesn't matter right now. I just want him to leave me alone.

Unknown : Come On Babe..You Gon Let That Girl My Place? I'm The Only One Who Makes Your Body Do Amazing Things. You Think Some Girl Can Do That?

How the hell did he find out about us. No one knew about Angel and I, not even my close friends.

Me : Just Leave Me Alone.

After I sent the text I turned off my phone. I tried with all my might not to cry laying next to Angel but the heat against my eyelids were driving my emotions wild. Why couldn't he just leave me alone. We were done. I hadn't seen him in almost a year, why would he come back now.

About an hour later I left Angel's house and decided to go see my mother. I had gotten a voicemail from the hospital saying she would be getting discharged in about a week or so. I'm hoping to find out what happened the night got into the car accident. Why wasn't she coming home or not at the office late? Hell she'll probably lie about that.

I finally got to the hospital and as soon as I got to my mother's door Marcus called me again. I ignored it and continued into the room. My mother was laying in her bed on her phone as usual but this time she was crying.Why, I have no clue.

My mother was a brown skin goddess. When we would go to the mall together people would think she was my sister. She had this amazing, thick, curly hair that flowed down her back. She was such a beautful woman but when she cried it was not cute.

Me: Whats's Wrong?

Her: Oh Leslie. Hey Baby I didn't see you standing there.

We talked about what seemed as unnecessary thing for all of an hour.Until I stopped her and said

"Who Got You Pregnant?

She just looked at me. You know that silence when your trying to figure out how your going to get out of something.That was the silence she was makingcrying and it was driving me crazy.

"I thought adultery wasn't right. Because I damn sure don't see a wedding ring on your finger.Oh and what about lying isn't that a sin to."

By this time she was looking down at her thumbs moving against each other. It was like our roles in life were the opposite. She was the scared child while I was the angry parent.

"Leslie,Baby I can explain this."

"Please."

"Do you remember that night I went out with Karen?" I shook my head and allowed her to continue.Karen was here best friend, co worker, and my "God Mother."