Screw Me Over ✔️

Carmon

Happy Tempting Tuesday, folks!

I decided to skip the questions today because this is another chapter that is actually pretty serious to me. If you are triggered by this whole black lives matter movement or any racial situation or have problems with the LGBTQ+ community, I advise you not to read this but it's sad if you can't. If you've gotten to this point, you really shouldn't have a problem with my LGBTQ+ talk.

This is only one of my ways of bringing light to a dark situation. This is not just an American issue, but an issue all over the world. Enough is enough. Please make sure you gain knowledge about the situation at hand, you share that knowledge (knowledge and information are two different things) with others who need it, and share it with no hate in your heart. No frustration or anger. Because that's the last thing we need in a time like this.

Anyway, please see the triggers that are in the summary of this book!

You may continue! 💜🤫
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"Raina, are you okay, sweetheart?! Rena, how about you? Oh goodness! I heard what happened and they sent the perfect police officer there to help. Man, do I miss the police-"

"Okay, Carmon! We get it. We don't need to talk about this with Raina around. Just know we're okay," Rena warned pointing at my little hero laying along the couch cushions on the floor. Her eyes were glued to Rena's phone while playing Solitaire.

That's it. My best friend was turning my best girl into a damn nerd like she was. Not saying there's anything wrong with Raina playing that game...but she should be in my makeup cabinet like she usually is. I want my little girl to actually have a life, not sit around reading and playing games all day.

Plus, Rena has taken my daughter's time away from me lately. She's been going to the park with her, playing games with her, reading and writing with her...

Everything I should be doing but Rena won't let me. Might as well call Rena her mom. Well...that could be arranged...

Carmon, what the hell are you saying? That's YOUR child!

This is true. Honestly, my mind has been a bunch of mush since I saw Trent last. It's come undone like a bunch of spaghetti noodles and the words that come from my lips are not ones I'm proud of. Is this what it's like to be in love or something? If so, I don't like it.

"Jasmine, do you want to play?" Raina said taking me out of my thoughts and passing Rena's phone in the air like she's trying to give it to someone. Oh yes. That's it. She's been around her Auntie Rena for way too long. She's talking to herself.

"Before you go there, that's her imaginary black friend. Leave her alone and let her hang out with her friend," Rena caught me as I was about to get up from the couch and tell my daughter that she was talking to air.

Did she even think of how I would feel about her little 'imaginary' friend? What if I didn't want Raina to have an imaginary friend because it would make her look stupid out in public? Kids nowadays don't do imaginary friends anymore. They actually have friends and by friends I mean real people. These other kids are going to think that my daughter is insane.

"Rena, I see that you're trying to help, but I think you've done enough for Raina. I think it's time I spend more time with my daughter," I said getting comfortable on the couch and rolling my eyes at Rena's comment.

My daughter will not go through the same life Rena's went through. No man, barely any friends, and her head stuck in books all day. There's so much more to life than just fictional romances and sex scenes. Hell, you can get all of that in real life now. The possibilities are endless.