Can You Keep A Secret

Chapter 12

The door opened and my mother stood on the other side. She smiled happily at me, but she didn't say anything. She immediately stared Jayceon down, taking in his appearance.

"You must be Jayceon." She said to him.

"Yes, nice to meet you Mrs. Waters." He said, holding out his hand for her to shake.

"Nice to meet you to. Call me Linda honey, now bring it in." She engulfed him in a hug and I laughed at his reaction. He hugged her back and then she led us in the house.

"Your father is upstairs in his study. Why don't you go say hi to him while me and Jayceon set the table." She said.

"Okay mama." I gave Jayceon's hand a light squeeze before going upstairs to my fathers' study. He was looking at something on his lap top when I walked in. When he looked up we gave each other a big hug. We've always had a close relationship, I'll always be a daddy's girl. I sat down on his lap as we started a conversation.

"Hi daddy." I said to him.

"Hey princess, what brings you by?" He asked.

"Remember, today is the day you and mama are meeting my boyfriend. He's downstairs with her, setting the table right now." I told him.

"Oh yeah, that's right. Well let's get down there I want to meet him." He said. I got up and we both went downstairs. Jayceon was sitting in the dining room while my mother was in the kitchen. She started bringing the food out and I helped her.

"Hello, you're Jayceon right?" My father asked.

"Yes sir, you must be Mr. Keith Waters." Jayceon said, getting up.

"Call me Keith son." He replied. They shook hands and did one of those manly bro hugs, causing me to smile to myself. I knew my parents would like them.

After the table was set, my mother said grace and then we dug in. She made a honey glazed ham, some fresh collard greens, and my favorite baked macaroni and cheese.

"Pitit fi modi , li se amann! Ki jan li te nan kabann?" My mother asked. (Translation: Damn daughter, he is fine! How was he in bed?)

"Jan ou fè konnen nou te gen manman sèks?" I said, giggling. (Translation: How do you know we had sex mama?)

"Mwen ka di paske w ap lumineux ti fi!" She answered. (Translation: I can tell because you're glowing little girl!)

"Byen si ou dwe konnen , li se pi bon an mwen te janm te gen." I said. (Translation: Well if you must know, he's the best I ever had.)

We laughed and slapped high fives while Jayceon and my dad looked irritated that we were leaving them out of our conversation. Im glad we're the only two who speak Haitian.

"They're either talking shit, or saying something inappropriate." My father said to Jayceon. He's actually right, what we just talked about was extremely inappropriate.

We finished up dinner and it was success. My parents really like Jayceon, especially my father. He asked Jayceon to stay and watch the game with him and of course Jayceon couldn't couldn't decline. So now, here they are yelling at the TV with two 40 ouce Colt 45's in front of them. Me and my mama were cleaning up the kitchen together.

"You've found yourself a good one pitit fi. I'm happy that you're happy with them and so is your father." She said, smiling at me.

"I'm happy that you guys are happy that I'm happy." I said, causing us both to laugh.

"How are you doing in school?" She asked me.

"I'm doing good, I'm at the top of my biology class." I told her.

"Really? Is it because you're screwing the teacher?"

"No mama! I work hard for my grades, just like everyone else." I exclaimed.

"Okay, good. Keep up the good work." She answered.

We finished up the kitchen and soon after, the game was over. The team my father and Jayceon was rooting for won and they both were doing victory dances. Me and my mother couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous they looked.

"Babe, are you ready to go?" I asked him. He nodded. Him and my father slapped hands and did another bro hug, then he hugged my mother.

"Bye Jayceon, it was nice meeting you." My mother said.

"Yes, feel free to come around more often." My father added.

"It was nice meeting y'all to and I'll be sure to do that."

I walked over and hugged my my father and he gave me kiss on my forehead. Then I hugged my mother and she kissed me on my cheek.

"Bye manman ak papa, mwen renmen ou." I said. (Translation: Bye mama and daddy, I love y'all.)

"Bye princess, I love you to." That's one of the few things my father knows in Haitian.

"I love you to pitit fi."

Me and Jayceon left the house with me driving this time since he was still drinking the beer my father gave him.

"My house or yours?" I asked.

"Doesn't matter babygirl." He answered.

I nodded and headed in the direction of his house. It's the weekend and I didn't want to be home, so I chose his house.