SAMARA
I watched as Zaria ran around the house, making sure the twins had everything they needed before she and Chevy left. Since I’d walked in here, she hadn’t really said too much to me. Chevy held Peace in his arms as he cried loudly.
“Peace, close your fly trap. Nigga stays crying. Plants ain’t never going to have peace with this nigga around.”
I started laughing as I watched Chevy talk to Peace as if he knew what he was saying.
Even though it hadn’t been that long since Christmas break, I missed my family.
Every time I came home, they reminded me why I chose to have their last name.
My mother didn’t understand. She was on the outside looking in, but I was inside looking out.
What I saw was a mother who was trying to destroy something that made me happy.
Thinking about it made me sad because I had treated Zaria like she hadn’t been there for me since being in Toussaint.
She tried to walk past me, and I grabbed her wrist.
“Zaria, can we talk?”
She looked at me and nodded. We stepped into the open kitchen as she continued to make bottles.
“I want to say that I’m sorry. Not for snapping, but for bringing up my mother.
She came around and got into my head. I would never turn my back on you or Chevy.
I love you guys. It was a moment of selfishness, and I am sorry. ”
She stopped and turned to me. “I forgive you. I know what it’s like to have your head wrapped up in so much that everyone becomes a target; I do.
I appreciate your honesty, but let me tell you this: the next time you pull some shit like that, it’ll be the last time you use those fucking lips to say anything.
Samara, I love you. I love you so much that I would challenge your mother any day.
However, it’s the disrespect for me. And let me tell you another thing,” she started as her head got to swinging.
Chevy almost broke his neck with the baby in his arms to get to us. “Z, baby, Savior is hungry. She gets it,” he said while pulling her arm.
“June, you sit here and go on these extended-ass lectures and you’re going to cut me off? See how much ass you get on this vacation,” she hissed as she stormed off.
All I could do was laugh. My family was chaotic, but I loved them. I did want to tell them I was taking the trip for the summer, but I didn’t want to mess up their vacation before it started, so I chose to wait.
I pulled out my phone to text Dio, then stopped.
I missed him, but if what we had was love, then the universe would somehow make all of it work, or at least I hoped it would.
Whether we found our way back to each other or not, I was learning to be okay with it all, and if I needed to move on, then I would.