Next day...
I wake up in a really comfortable bed. I look at my side and Troy was beside me. I had this weird imagination that Prince actually left me with Craig, funny right? Prince is not the type to do that.
I sat up to check my phone for any missed calls and texts. Then it hit me, the environment was different, it didn't feel like a hotel.
I got up to investigate. I walk out the room and the smell of something... burning, the air was fogging with smoke. I cough, as the fire detector starts beeping. I use my hand to move the smoke from my face as I head down the stairs to the kitchen.
As I enter the kitchen there's Craig taking the pot off the stove and trying to silence the fire detector with a kitchen rag. Great! This own 'leave-me- with-Craig-thing' wasn't just my imagination.
When the thing finally shuts off. I clap for him dramatically, he turns around now aware of my presence.
"Nice, tried to kill us on the first night" he rolls his eyes "Don't start with your bullshit this morning Janelle" he warns putting another pan on the stove
"What are you even doing?"
"Making breakfast for Troy." I laugh "You know you can't cook. You trying to get on Troy's good side, your better off ordering something" I walk off plopping down on the couch, he sighs walking towards the staircase
"Where you going? You tryna burn this house down?" He ignores me walking up the stairs. I follow behide him "Craig!...Craig Crippen I know you hear me" he snaps his head at me
"That's Prodigy to you" Prodigy...my foot. He's a prodigy at smashing and dashing, I'll give him that. I chuckle shaking my head. Troy walks out the room yawning.
"Good morning, momma" he hugs me "Morning baby" I kiss his forehead
"Morning uncle Craig." I roll my eyes, Sometimes I wish I didn't teach Troy manners. My bitch of a mother always said 'never should a child call an adult out on his or her name' Craig smiles widely "Good morning Troy, how are you?"
"Fine."
"Good, go get ready. We're going out"
"Okay-" Troy turns to face me "Mommy come on" he pulls me to the bathroom.
I shower him and put him in jeggings and a superman t-shirt with a silver chain and his Nike's. I also get ready and get myself in some jeans shorts, a dark red spaghetti strapped cropped tank top, a black cardigan and sandals, with my hair in curls. I walked out the room and Craig looks at me like I'm crazy.
"What?"
"I thought it was just gonna be Troy and I" I chuckle " like I'd actually allow my son go out with just you?"
"He's not just your son" he argues
"Last time I checked, I'm his mother and father" I smile "Janelle-"
"Nigga please-" I roll my eyes putting my hand up, indicating him to stop. I don't need any storytelling this early morning. "Let's go!" I jog down the stairs to meet Troy watching cartoons.
"Troy let's go"
"No breakfast?" I smile to myself "Craig here will provide" I smirk at him before walking off laughing. Time to use what money can buy.
Once we were all out of the house and in the car, Craig drove off to iHop.
We walk inside and take our seats. Troy sits beside me while Craig sits opposite of us. Before we knew it a waitress came to our service.
