Consequences

17.

I guess I should start gettin to the parts that lead to drama 🙂

Sorry for any mistakes
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Hazel

Well it turns out that Javier has a game tomorrow and we're going to fly out there to Texas to see him play. The bad part is, my parents are going to be there AND August wants to come to the game. I already know they gonna start judging him before they even get the chance to sit down and talk to him.

Don't get my wrong, I love my parents to death, but I hate how judgmental they are just upon seeing how someone looks. They were never supportive of the boys I wanted to date, hence them going out and finding me a boyfriend on their own as if the boys I liked weren't good enough, and ever since that day three years ago, I haven't spoken to them. I didn't plan on ever speaking to them until they apologized for how they allowed everything to play out, and if it meant I never have to talk to them again, then so be it.

"You done packing?" I asked August, seeing him walk out of his room.

"Yea. You ready?"

"Mhm."

He grabs ahold of his stuff and walks down the hallway towards the door. All of my things were already packed and in the car, so I grab my purse and follow him out of the door. He put his stuff in the car and then comes back in when he notices I fell short.

"Baybeh what you doin?"

"I thought about getting some snacks."

"We'ca buy some stuff when we get there."

"Why pay for snacks when we have some here?"

"Aight get some then and come on, little girl."

I get some brownies, twinkies, hunny buns, and chips. I'm about to grab more stuff for everybody else, but August stops me before I get the chance to.

"Dats enough."

"You sure? This about to be a two hour flight."

"I'm sure love." He starts walking to the door. "They prolly gon give us some food anyway."

"Ion want no peanuts."

He chuckles and I walk out of the house and get in the car. After locking the door, August got in too and began driving. When we get to the airport, we did the usual and then sat in the section where our plane would be.

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When we got off the plane, we got our stuff from baggage claim and bought a rental car. We went to the hotel we booked to put our stuff away and we walked back to the car so we can go see my parents. Upon their request, they'd like to see me.

"What's wrong?" August asked me.

"Nothin I'm just nervous."

"Why you nervous? You ain't the one that's gonna be on the court."

"No, not that nervous." I chuckle. "I lowkey don't wanna see my parents."