Two Worlds Apart

91

August

Attempting to open my eyes, the brightness of the sun was crazy. Groaning, I rolled over, only to notice I was in the guest room and still clothed. Sitting up, I held my head as it pounded.

"I'm never going out with them niggas again." I spoke to myself.

Taking my time, I got up and made my way out the room. Seeing Chrys nursing our daughter, I approached her and sat, laying my head on her shoulder.

"Someone's awake I see."

"And my head is pounding."

"I'm not surprised. Call Kevin and thank him for getting you home safe."

"So that's how. Okay I will."

"Mhmm."

"How come you ain't undress me."

"If you ain't want some shit pop off, I suggest you step off." She responded.

"Huh?"

"Those were your words to me. You thought I was some random girl trying to undress you." She shrugged.

"What?" I whispered.

"Mhmm. At least I know you're not bout that life, according to you."

"I'm sorry ma."

"It's alright. Yall had fun though?"

"Yeah it was dope. I honestly miss just chilling with the guys."

"I know what you mean. Are you able to get upstairs or do you want me to bring down some clothes for you?"

"Why you being so nice? What happened?"

"Nothing happened, unless something did?" She looked at me.

"I'm too hungover for this. Where's our son?"

"Completing his homework. Go wash up. I'll finish up with this little lady and then come to you."

"I'll wait. Ion think I can get up. My head feels heavy."

"That will teach you. Moderation is important. Plus, we're not that young anymore." She laughed.

"Shit, you ain't lie there."

As she continued nursing, she found a way to gently massage my head as I laid on her shoulder. Once she was finished, she burped and got Celeste settled before taking care of me.

"August?" She called out son. "When you're finished, bring your dirty clothes to wash please."

"Yes momma." He yelled back.

"Come on my biggest baby." She took my hand.

"Momma!" He then yelled.

"Yeah!" Chrys shouted back.

"Oh fuck." I groaned.

"Is dad up yet?"