“Nigga, the same highlights will be running tomorrow. Plus, you already know what they gone say. That’s why we’re celebrating.”
“I’m only concerned with one. I’ll catch yall another time.” I got in the shower, got dressed, and walked out to my car. Jumping inside of my custom Maserati, I headed to watch highlights with my OG.
Pulling up at her house, I put in my code and headed inside. Downstairs was quiet, so I ran up the stairs to her room. She was sitting in the chair already watching ESPN.
“What up, Twin?”
“What’s up baby. I see you’re on every station again.”
“Yeah, this time on purpose. Has Real Raw Sports come on yet?” I walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek by her hairline. She placed her hand to it and smiled as she always did whenever I kissed her there.
“Nope, but if that hoe talk shit about you again imma beat her ass.” I looked at her and laughed hard. She could barely speak her words clearly because of the slurring but was still talking shit. “Oh, and I’m going to need a new nurse.” This had my attention piqued.
“She mistreating you?”
“Naw, you done fucked the girl and now she won’t stop talking about you. A million damn questions. Six in the morning she wants to know if you’re in town and what do I think you’re doing. The damn girl obsessing over breakfast, and I just want my bacon.”
“What? How you figure I slept with her?”
“Ain’t no girl doing all that just over a lil crush. Now, why would you sleep with that girl and then stick her in here with me?”
“I had to test her out and make sure she was good.” After saying it out loud, I couldn’t do shit but laugh. “Say Twin, imma need you to stay out of my business.”
“Then stop sticking your business in my house after you stick your business in their cat.”
“Say Twin, you real feisty today.”
“Hush, they talking about how good my son played today.”
“I’m about to order some food, you hungry?”
“You can go home and come back in the morning. Real Raw Sports don’t come on til tomorrow.”
“I’m good right here. I’m just glad your body still a lil sluggish. You used to sleep wild as hell, Twin.”
“Boy, fuck you. Now, order me some crab cakes and mashed potatoes. The strength in my mouth not back yet.” I looked at her like she was crazy.
“Your mouth ain’t stopped since I got here. Something working in that mufucka.” That caused her to laugh, and it made my heart smile. When she first had the stroke, I was treating her like a fragile piece of glass, but she didn’t want that. She made me promise to treat her like nothing was different, so that’s what I did.
Truth is, I was scared out of my mind to lose her. She was literally all I had, and a nigga wouldn’t be the same without her. Lying in her bed, I grabbed my phone and placed our order. Grabbing the remote, she turned up the television as we watched highlights. It felt good to hear them finally give me my just due. However, it wasn’t from the people I wanted to hear it from. I looked at the clock and got pissed. Time was moving slow as hell and I needed it to be on crack.
7-BLAISE MONROE
“Come on Mila, we have to get going.”
“I’m moving as fast as I can mommy. If you made sure you were on time, you wouldn’t be rushing me.” I chuckled under my breath because I never wanted to encourage her brash responses. It was nothing worse than getting treated by a five year old, but it was my everyday life. One thing about an autistic child, they didn’t give a damn about your feelings.
“We’re on time, Jam. I just want to make sure we save grace for traffic. Do you understand?”
“Yes. I understand that we should have left earlier.” Laughing, I put her in the car and strapped her in before doing the same for myself. Once I started the car, I plugged in my phone, and drove off.
“Mommy, what’s BCM stuffing BBW’s?” My head whipped around fast as fuck as I looked at her in horror. I let a lot of things slide, but not this. Her little ass been watching porn and I wasn’t having it. Grabbing her iPad I put it on the front seat and tried to choose my words carefully.
“Mila, you do not look up things like that. If that’s the type of stuff you are going to do with your tablet, I’m going to make sure you don’t get this back. Do you understand?”
“I didn’t look it up, mommy. It’s right there.” I followed to where she was pointing and saw it on the screen of my radio. My mouth dropped, but I tried my best to recover.
“Mila, stop reading everything and watch a video on this tablet. Just because you know how to read doesn’t mean you should read everything.” Handing her the tablet back, I rolled my eyes. Not at her, but at myself for getting caught with my nasty. I watched porn last night, and I forgot to clear my history. Now I was sitting here scolding my child for knowing how to read and making me shamed.
