We walked into the kitchen and the girls had gone back into their rooms, leaving mama sitting at the kitchen table.
“Auntie, false alarm. I didn’t have to save your husband.”
“Thank you, Baby.” She rubbed Zoo’s back when he sat down in the chair next to her.
“Can I pray for you?” We all looked at Zoo. I was trying to see if he was serious while my mom smiled, and my dad gave his ass the side eye.
“You know how to pray, Baby?”
“Auntie Kris, now you know I'm the only one that paid attention in Sunday school. Now, look down.”
“It’s bow your head, Sweet Pea,” my mom politely corrected.
“Same thang, Sweet Auntie. Ouch!”
I tried to hold my laugh in, but Pops smacked his ass in the back of the head hard as shit. He should have learned his lesson when he got jumped by Uncle Jaxon and Auntie Renee for talking shit about her. These men didn’t play about their wives.
When Zoo cleared his throat, I held my breath because he was about to say something dumb.
“Lord, we come to you today asking you for healing and to send your angels down.”
“Not yet, though,” my dad quickly chimed in.
“To be clear, send your angels down tocovermy auntie, my cousin’s mama, and my uncle's wife, not take her away from us. It’s the same person but I couldn’t just say my auntie. Anyway, cover her and remove anything that’s not like you that’s inside of her. We need her to beat this and stick around with us a while longer. She doesn’t know it, but she’s my favorite and I’ll lose my shit... ‘cuse me. I’ll lose it just like they would if something happened to her. Amen.” Zoo stood up and hugged all of us one by one then walked towards the door.
“Where you going, Baby?”
“Auntie, I gotta go commit a crime or something, this house don’ made me soft. I’ll come by tomorrow to check on you. I love you.”
“I love you more.”
I said my goodbyes to them as well and told them I would come back in the morning. I wanted to talk to mama more, but she looked like she was ready to lay back down, and I didn’t want to bother her any longer.
Although I should’ve been happy that my thoughts of them getting a divorce weren’t true, I still hate it was something likethis. My mama had always been a fighter and I really hoped this is one fight she didn’t lose.
BRIANNA
After dragging myself out of bed, I finally made it to my parents' house. She didn’t give a damn about me being exhausted or that it was a Wednesday, she just wanted to have Brixie a birthday dinner. I was cool with that because I was hungry but the fact that we had to have dinner at the exact time she pushed her out was a bit much. Especially, when she didn’t have her ‘til nine thirty-eight at night.
“How’s Naomi big head ass doing?” BJ asked as he flopped down on the couch next to me.
“She’s good at home resting.”
“That’s good, tell her I asked about her.”
“Why you worried about her?” I looked at BJ before rolling my eyes towards his new girlfriend, what’s her face.
“Because that’s my sister, too, that’s why.”
“I need to meet her because you men love saying that’s my sis and the whole time, y’all fucking.”
“Girl, if you are that insecure then you shouldn’t be with him. You think because you popping off and making demands about meeting people, that’s gon’ make your spot permanent?”
“Why wouldn’t it?” she folded her arms and asked with a stank-ass attitude.
“The last girl did that... and now I'm meeting you.”
This bitch wanted to show up like she was running something. She had no idea how my brother run through bitches like Keisha Kior tea. She would not be around long, and he knew that just as well as I did.
