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H.E.R C H A P T E R 31

|A Couple Of Weeks Later|
•Christina•

"I'm going to be there in 30 minutes, okay. Okay?" I hung up my phone throwing my hair into a high ponytail.

"Where you going baby?" Jordan came from the kitchen eating the leftovers I cooked from last night.

"I'm going to go check out the place. She just called me to come check it out." I stood on my tippy toes taking a shrimp out of Jordan shrimp fried rice.

"You want me to come withchu'?" He ate spoonful of his rice.

I shrugged. "You can come if you want babe." I smiled, he's so supportive.

"Ard. Lemme' go get dressed." He began to walk to the back room.

I sucked my teeth. "Jordan what's the matter with what you got on?" I eyed his appearance. His basketball shorts and white polo v-neck, was okay to me.

"I had this on since last night, after I showered."

"Whatever, you just wanna' look cute for them bitches. Just hurry up Jordan." I waved my hand sitting on the couch.

"Whatever Christina." He chuckled going to the room. I wasn't laughing tho. I was half serious, and half playing.

Mommy💛🔐

Popped up on my screen letting me know she was calling. Pressing he green icon, I answered.

"Mommy!" I screamed through the phone.

"Hey baby. Stop with all that screaming in my ear, but how's everything?"

"Everything is everything. That lady that I told you about just called me about the place."

"That's good baby. I'm proud of you, I really am. So where is the place at? You never told me."

"It's downtown on 13th street."

"That's a good choice baby, it's a lot of people going by there so you should have no problem with customers coming in."

"I know right, that's why that was the first place I picked. I shouldn't have no problem with attracting customers."

"Exactly, so did you find any people who's going to be working for you? Ya know, stylists?"

"A couple of people dm'ed me sending me pictures of their hairstyles they did and stuff like that, but I'm still looking you know. I have to interview them and stuff."

"Yeah. Make sure you pick the right people, you don't want no messy ass people representing you."

I laughed. "Right."

"C'mon baby, I'm ready." Jordan came from the back room looking too daddyish.

"That's Jordan? Tell him I said hey."

"Jordan, mommy said hi." I eyed him up and down looking at his attire. He was dressed a lil too much just for a meeting.

"What?" He mouth to me scrunching his face up.

I waved him off finishing the conversation with my mom.

"Okay mommy, love you too. See you later." I hung up sliding my phone in my Tote.

"You ready now?" He wrapped his arms around my waist kissing my neck.

"Yeah, I'm ready. Why you got cologne on for?" I began to walk toward the door.

"I wanna' smell good. I can't smell good?"

"I didn't say that. I'm just asking a question." I shrugged as we both walked out to the elevator.

"Don't be questioning me." He presses 'lobby' and leaned against the wall.

"Jordan whatever." I waved him off leaning on the other side of the elevator wall.

"Why you all the way ova' there?"

"Jordan, I'm literally on the other side of the elevator. I'm not far from you. Relax."

"Yeah, I know that. That's too far, now get your ass over here." He opened his arms up for me to come over to him.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to him leaning into his chest.

"That's what I thought."

"Jordan bye, you swear up and down you run something."

"I clearly do. I see ya ass walked ya ass from over there to over here."

"Whatever." I leaned on him waiting until the elevator hit the lobby.

Finally we both got off the elevator walking out the building.

"Who car we taking?"

"Mine. C'mon." We both walked toward his car heading to our destination.

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"Baby, you think I should get it?" Christina wrapped her arms around my waist looking up at me.

"Huh?" I looked my phone, sliding it into my pocket.

She sucked her teeth. "You not even listening to-

"I heard you." I pecks her lips, then licking mine afterwards. "Yeah, I think you should get it, it's a nice space, and the rent low ashit'."

"Babe. It's 2,500 a month, and plus I have to buy the products, the chairs, stations, all that other stuff. I don't think I sav-

"Shhhh, whatever you need help wit' I gotchu." I pecked her lips.

"Seriously?" She smiled up at me wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Yeah." I mumbled pecking her lips. "So you gone get it or no?"

"Yes." She nodded smiling. "I love you." She pecked my lips. It's like ever since we both said it that night, we say it all the time now.

"I love you too." She pecked my lips again and went over to the lady and finished discussing business.

After the lady gave her the keys, and she signed a couple of papers we headed out.

"Can we get something to eat? I'm hungry." Christina clung onto my waist as we exited the building.

"Yeah." I nodded my head. "What you wanna eat?"

"I want some Popeyes, I haven't had that in a while. You want that too?"

"Yeah, Imma' get that too. I want they butterfly shrimp tho, that shit good as fuck."

"Ewww, I don't like they shrimp. It's taste fake."

"You talking out ya ass, that shit too good." I waved her off walking across the street to Popeyes.

"It's slow as hell in here today, usually they be packed as hell." I walked up to the cash register ready to place my order.

"How you doing? Uh, can I get the #13, butterfly shrimp? With the side a Cajun rice."

"That'll be all?"

"Nah, babygirl order ya food."

"Can you order it for me? I want a two piece dark with fries."

"Why you can't order ya own food?"

"Because I want you to do it, please babe?" She pouted looking at me.

I squinted my eyes. "Whatever, umm can I get the number 2, dark with fries. Thank you."

"Okay, your total is 16.87."

I nodded grabbing our cups handing her both of them, handing the young man my card.

"Give me sprite, with strawberry Hi-C." She nodded filling my cup up.

"Thanks." I grabbed my receipt from the cashier putting my card in my wallet.

"Baby, what flavor should I get?" Christina held he finger on her chin.

"Christina ion' know." I shrugged scrunching up my face.

"But what flavor would you get if you were me?"

I rolled my eyes putting the straw in my cup. She was getting on my nerves.

"Christina, I don't know. Get lemonade or some shit, you like that don't you?"

"Yeah, you right." She nodded filling her cup up with lemonade. "Imma' mix it."

I nodded, really not caring.

"Mmm. Baby taste it, it's good." She rushed over to me. "It's lemonade, strawberry, and fruit punch." She held the cup up to my lip.

"I don't want none baby."

"Baby, can you taste it please? It's good."

I took the cup from her tasting it. Which was good.

"Happy?" I raised a brow.

"Yes." She smiled wrapping her arms around my waist laying her head on my stomach. "I love you."

I scrunched up my face. "I love you too." I grabbed my food, saying 'thanks' and walking out with Christina sticking to my side like glue.

"You going home, or you coming back wit' me?" I grabbed a fry out of her box.

"Baby, I'm coming with you." She pouted rolling up her window and cutting on the air.

"Alright, baby. I'm just asking, I'm going to my mom house. She wanna' talk to me about something."

"Okay." She nodded dipping her fries in Mardi Gras mustard. "How long you gone be?"

"Christina I don't know. She said she wanted to talk to me, I don't know how long Imma' be there."

"Oh okay." She nodded. "Text me when you on your way back, I hate being in the house by myself."

"Alright babygirl." I leaned over pecking her lips, pulling off making my way home.

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"He wanna' see me?" I scrunched up my face while eyeing my mom.

"Yes. He called me this morning and said he wanted to see you, Quentin, and Trenton."

"He don't need to see none of-

"Jordan that is your father, you should want to see him." She slammed her fist down on the table.

"Whatcu' mean I should want to see him. His ass ain't never been here, when I was ten and we got evicted and had to live with grandma, where the fuck was he?"

"Jordan?"

"No, when Trenton was born, where the fuck was he then? Huh? Oh yeah I forgot, he was with his new fucking family!"

"Jordan!"

"No, how about that time when Trenton didn't have no clothes or shoes for his first day of 5th grade. Where was he then? Oh yeah, I forgot. He wasn't fucking here! You had to go get a fucking job at a damn strip club and make the mone-

"Jordan!" Before I knew it my mom hand went right across my face.

"That's enough already." Her eyes became glossy.

I grabbed my keys, and began to walk out of the kitchen. I was ready to go.

"Jordan he needs you. He has cancer." I continued to walk out the house and made it to my car.

I don't give a fuck if he needs me, where the fuck was he when we needed him all them years? Where was he when I needed him to help me ride my bike? Where was he when I needed help to tie my tie? Where was he when I need the birds and the bees talk?

He was never there, so why should I be there for him when he was never there for me.

Finally making it home, I threw my keys down on the coffee table kicking off my sneakers sitting down on the sofa resting my head in my hands.

"Damn." I sighed running my hands through my waves. Today was not what I was expecting.

"Baby?"

"What Christina?" I kept my head down rubbing my head.

"I, um." She stuttered. "I uhh- uh-"

I sighed turning around seeing her standing against the wall."You what baby?"

My eyes grew wide of what she had in her hand.

"Christina tell me that ain't what I think it is." I stood up taking a closer look at it.

"I'm pregnant."

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