"Morgan sweetie, your phone is ringing." My mom said. I silenced my phone and continued to watch some dog show on television. She looked at me. "You okay? You're not acting like yourself." She looked at the tv. "And you hate dogs."
"I'm okay." I whispered.
She sat next to me. "Tell me what's wrong."
I scoffed. "Mom you're barely around, you wouldn't understand."
She stayed silent then stood up. "You're right. But if you need someone to talk to I'll be here." She said before walking up the steps.
I stared at tv then noticed my phone going off again. I don't understand why Dave keeps calling me when he should be with his kid right now. I decided to answer anyway.
What.
Lemme talk to you.
For what?
Because I wanna talk to you.
Aren't you suppose to be with your daughter? Why are you constantly calling me?
Why are you constantly ignoring me? You just said the other day you don't even wanna be around me what the fuck you around my family for
I didn't know Natalie was your damn cousin okay!
Whatever. I'm about to come over
No you're not I'm not at home
Ya car is in the driveway. Quit playing with me and bring yo ass outside.
I looked out the window and seen that Dave's truck was on the side of the street. I groaned loudly then put on my boots and went outside, I went on the passenger side of his truck and looked at him. He had a blank expression on his face and he was smoking a blunt, he let out smoke.
"So you wanna explain why you was at my family crib?" He asked.
"Didn't I say I didn't know Natalie was your cousin." I growled.
"Yeah and I ain't know she was ya friend either." He said inhaling the smoke. He let it out then put ashes in the ashtray.
"Why'd you keep her a secret from me?"
"I didn't." He said. "My daughter would never be a secret, she just never got brought up."
I shook my head. "And what's this about your baby mother?"
"What about her."
"She's dead?" I asked.
He stayed silent, "What I gotta do for you to stop being mad at me?" He looked into my eyes with his low and reddened.
"You don't have to do anything. Because after this, I'm never seeing you again."
He laughed lightly, "Girl you are so crazy."
"I'm serious. I'm done with you."
"You know how many times you've said that?" He put his blunt out then sat up. "I'll see you this weekend alright? Come over, we'll talk. Might do some nice shit for you." He shrugged. "You never know."
I opened the car door, "Whatever." I whispered before slamming his door and going back into the house.
*
The weekend had arrived, and as much as I knew I shouldn't go to Dave's I need some answers. I showered and then sat in my vanity chair with my robe around my naked body, doing my makeup. There was a knock on my door and I said come in without even turning around.
"Well I'm pregnant." Alexis sighed. She sat on my bed. "And Solo is going to break up with me because it's not his."
I looked at her. "What? Then who's it it?"
"Quincy." She said, she looked down. "I don't even know how to tell him. Or how that's going to work."
"So....your keeping it?" I asked.
"Yeah! I'm against abortions." She said. "I have no choice but to keep it."
I sighed, "Damn Lex."
"It's okay. Everything you do has a consequence, so I just have to deal with mine." She stood up. "Where you going?"
"Over Dave's."
She scoffed and opened my room door. "Good luck." She said before leaving out.
I shrugged it off then finished my makeup and did my hair. I went into my closet and found something quick yet simple and cute to wear then I was ready to go.
I knocked on his door and he opened it shirtless, I looked in the background and seen the lights dimmed, roses everywhere, candles lit, and slow music playing in the background. I walked inside and looked around, "I'm impressed." I said taking my sunglasses off.
"Good." He walked into his room and came back out with a shirt on. "I made us some dinner."
I raised my eyebrow. "Oh really?"
"Yeah. I can cook." He said walking into the kitchen. "Sit at the table ma."
I sat at the table which had red rose petals all over it and two candles in the middle. I took my jacket off and he came in with two plates in his hand. He brung some champagne to the table and two wine glasses then sat down.
"What made you do all of this?" I asked picking up my fork.
He sat up. "Sometimes I like to be a gentleman." I nodded and ate a piece of the steak. "So wassup Morgan." He said. "You seen I'm trynna impress you and shit, how you feeling?"
"I like the creativity." I said honestly. "But there's a couple things I want to know."
He took a bite of mashed potatoes. "Yeah like what?"
"Why haven't you ever told me about your daughter?" I asked.
He sat his fork down. "I just don't want her around no extra people that's all. It ain't you, it's just that I don't want her exposed to a lot of shit."
"Why does she live with your aunt?"
"I'm a busy nigga, but guarantee I see my daughter everyday." He said sipping some wine. "My ma ain't really fucking with me my aunt my only option. I pay her and I know my daughter straight so I'm good."
I sipped some wine to. "And what about your baby mother?"
"What about her. She dead, you know that." He said.
"Yeah but......did you kill her?"
He looked at me with a aggravated look. "Why you ask me that shit?"
"Dave we've been together for awhile now, and a murder is something serious that you could've told me."
"Why? So you can run away?"
"So, it's true?" I asked.
He sighed and then pushed his plate away from him. "I didn't mean to kill her."
"How can you not mean to kill someone Dave." I said scared for my life.
"I thought she was someone else. She was in my house when I wasn't there what the fuck!" He semi-yelled. "We was just in a argument, haven't talked in weeks why the fuck was she at my place? How did she even get in!"
"S-S-So what happened?" I stuttered almost shedding tears.
He calmed down. "I opened my door, all the nights was off, I heard shuffling.....I said who was there she ain't say shit. So I shot her thinking it was a op." He laid his head on the table. "If I could take it back I would, but then again she was on some sneaky shit so maybe she got what she deserved."
I walked over to him and began rubbing his shoulders. "No one deserves death, but guess I understand. You were just protecting yourself."
"Exactly! And my family look at me as a fuckin devil because of that shit. But they ain't put themselves in my shoes." He sat up. "You the only person that get me Morgan, and that's why I act the way I do. I love yo ass."
I kissed him deeply. "I love you to Dave."
He looked at me. "So move in with me."