Below The Belt

Intermission

Antwon's POV

I know my dad doesn't like my grandma, and I'm sure he has a good reason not to. But I love her. Maybe that would change when my dad finally told me what she did... But for now she was a great grandmother.

I went running through her house once I smelled the familiar scent of cookies filling the air. My dad would probably say here come my flat footed ass son right now, but whatever. I'm not even flat footed... He be tripping.

"Granny?" I asked once I stepped into the kitchen and saw her sitting in one of the chairs while reading some book. She looked up at me and smiled, giving me the signal to continue. "Can I invite my friend over? Please?" I asked while clasping my hands together and batting my lashes at her dramatically.

She laughed and rolled her eyes, then patted the top of my head and answered. "Yes baby, you can invite your friend. If y'all go up in that room you better keep that door open."

I never told my granny that I'm gay, but I'm pretty sure it's obvious. We never really talk about it either way.

"Thank you granny!" I wrapped my arms around her, and she chuckled before kissing my forehead and sending me back on my way.

As I rushed back through the house, I sent a text to Zavier.

My granny said you can come over
Read 3:47 PM

Zay💞💕💞💕💞
Ight i'll catch a ride
Read 3:50 PM

I had to stop myself from squealing as I ran into my room— My granny's guest room that she let me decorate— and flopped down on the bed.

I know it's dumb to like Zavier so much— But I can't help it. He's cute. He's always so happy and friendly. Sure he's a little weird sometimes, but that just makes him even more charming.

While I sat around waiting for Zavier to get here, I decided to check on my parents.

I sent a text to my mom first since I knew she was the least likely to answer. I know that I probably shouldn't be talking to her... She said she didn't want me when we saw her at the mall— But I wanted to believe she didn't mean it. I mean... How could a mother not want her child? Her only child? My dad said that she was just sick and that she didn't mean it... I hope he's right. I don't want my mama to hate me.

Next I texted my dad to ask about his day. I saw a few posts about him and Tyreek earlier, but I decided to stay in a child's place and mind my business. I figured they probably got it figured out by now though. He was quick to respond to my text, letting me know that they were okay and that everything was handled. Honestly I'm pretty sure he would've still said everything was okay even if it wasn't. My dad looks at me and still sees that baby he used to know. He has a hard time accepting that I'm growing up... That's okay, though. I don't have to grow up too fast. I'm still a kid. I can still be his baby for a few more years if that's what he needs.

Lastly, I texted Tyreek to make sure he was okay. He always told the whole truth. He knows that I'm a kid, but he also knows that I'm smart. He doesn't say certain things around me but he also doesn't talk to me like a child, if that makes sense. He wouldn't talk to me about his life problems but he doesn't act like I don't know things just because I'm young. He texted back almost as quick as my dad did, letting me know that he was doing better and that he and my dad missed me.

Honestly, I kind of consider Tyreek something like a dad now. To be honest, he's been there for me more in almost six months than my mom has been for the past thirteen years. He's always checking on me and supporting me. He lets me talk to him about boys and school trouble. He tries to help me with my schoolwork even though he doesn't really understand it— He does better than my dad does... No shade to my dad. He's smart in his own ways, just not with school stuff.