Noel
Saturday, November 17
It's been two days since my mom and I have both heard from Dana. I understand that she was upset but damn, our momma is worried out of her mind right now and this is not cute at all.
"Ma, you gotta eat" I told her in a stern voice as I sat a plate of breakfast in front of her. After she got off of work this morning she had been up still looking for Dana to return home. She was past tired and seeing her like this pissed me off even more with Dana
"I'm good Noel. I'll just drink my orange juice"
I deeply sighed and walked back over to the stove, fixing myself a plate of toast, grits, bacon and eggs as well then sat at the table with her. I began to silently eat while my mom just stared at the wall before looking at me
"Did she at least text you?"
"No. I haven't heard from her at all either"
She closed her eyes and began to rub her temples. The sound of the front door opening caught both of our attention and once it closed, momma immediately stood up. Not before long Dana walked into the kitchen like everything was good
"DANA! Where have you been?" Momma fussed. Her voice was a clear mix of relief and anger
"Out" Dana plainly responded, grabbing a piece of bacon off of the plate I made for momma and stuck it in her mouth. She then looked up at me and rolled her eyes while momma looked at her
"Out? You've been gone for two days and that's the only thing you can say.. you were out?"
Dana casually chewed her bacon, clearly not giving a damn about the fact that she had my momma worried sick about her
"Look, are you done cause I'm tired, I gotta work tonight. You told me to go find another job and I did so be happy Damn" she responded before walking off, going down the hall into her room
"I can't believe this girl" I muttered to myself, losing my appetite. Dana is pathetic as hell. My momma just shook her head and grabbed her cell phone off of the table, exiting the kitchen as well which left me by myself
Instead of just sitting here alone, I just went ahead and cleaned up. Once I was done, I went into my room and picked up my phone which sat on the charger still, seeing I missed 4 calls from Kentrell.
I unplugged the charger, sat down on the bed and proceeded to call him back, already knowing I was about to catch hell for missing his calls. After ringing twice my call was immediately declined, making me frown as I pulled the phone away from my ear
"I know this nigga-" I was instantly cut off by my phone ringing. This time it was a FaceTime call from him. I answered it and waited for the phone to connect
"Aye... fuck was you doin?" Kentrell asked as his face popped up on the screen. He looked like he was laid back on a bed with a hoodie on
"I was eating breakfast. Whatchu mean?"
"I want some breakfast too. Why you ain ask me if I wanted to come eat?"
I rolled my eyes and stood up off of my bed "dontchu gotta momma to cook for you?"
He smacked his lips and I laughed
"That lady don't cook shit"
"That's tragic baby"
"Fuck you" he mumbled, looking past the phone then looked at it again "you dressed?"
"Yeah, why?"
