Fourteen- Reasons
ZAYA
"Call me when you're ready." Almond says, then hugs me and kisses my forehead. I lightly smile. I get out then ring the doorbell to Tyler's huge house.
The lights in the house turn on then he opens the door. "Zaya... what you doing here, beauty?" he whispers. I sigh. "Can I come in?" I ask. "Uhh... yeah. What's wrong? Who the fuck hit you?" he snaps, getting mad and staring at my face and lip from Reshawd punching me. He steps aside and lets me in. "Nobody... I don't want to talk about it. I just wanna chill." I say. He nods his head. I follow him into it. "You have nice taste." I compliment. He shrugs his shoulder. "Troy decorated it. You know he thinks he's a woman." he says with a shrug. I chuckle. He leads me upstairs then opens a door. A little mixed girl starts smiling at him. "Hey, daddy. Who is she? She really pretty." she says with a huge smile.
I smile and wave at her. "This is Zaya. Zaya, this is my daughter Nori. She's eight." he tells me. I nod my head. "She's so pretty." she exclaims. "So are you." I say, smiling. Tyler walks over to her then kisses her forehead. "Go to bed, baby girl. I'll let you watch TV for thirty minutes." he says. She nods then waves at me. "Goodnight." I say, following Tyler out her room. He closes the door.
We walk into a huge bedroom. I sit next to him in the bed. "Where's her mom?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Can I be honest?" he asks. I nod my head yes. "Well, when I met her she was strung out on drugs. Her twin sister had been killed for pretending to be her, ya know? It's a long story. She had a son who didn't associate with her and thought she was dead but nah... she was never really the one in his life. She got hooked on drugs due to stress. So, I kinda chilled with her. She had been clean for a while and tried to get her sister to reach out to her son Reshawd but he didn't care. She was cryin' and some type of way, I fucked her and got her pregnant with Nori. She tries to be a good mom to Nori to make up for the time she missed in her son's life but she doesn't really know how. No, I don't have any feelings for her and she doesn't live with me but I do allow her to have a relationship with Nori." he tells me.
My eyes widen. "You said her son's name's Reshawd?" I ask. He nods his head. "What's wrong?" he asks. "Is her name Renika?" I ask. He nods his head, looking at me funny. "How do you know those two?" he asks. "Oh my God, you've met Reshawd too?" I ask. He awkwardly nods his head. "Yes... Nori is his sister. He spends time with her and every once in a while he'll spend time with his mother." he awkwardly says.
I stand up. My blood instantly starts boiling. I knew Reshawd's disrespect had to be way deeper than him seeing Roc kissing me. He's never talked to me like that. He's talking to his mother and feels like he doesn't have to respect me anymore now that his birth mom is in his life. That's why he felt absolutely nothing when he did that.
"Beauty, why are you crying?" he asks. "I raised him." I mumble. His eyes widen. He opens his arms and lets me cry on him. "He hid the fact he was associating with her from you, didn't he?" he asks. I nod my head. He kisses my forehead and lets me cry. "How long?" I ask. "They started to talk right before he turned thirteen." he answers. I blow, trying to calm down. I was not in a coma at that time and Prod was not in jail. We were all in the safe houses at the time.
"I gotta go." I say, getting up. "You just got here, beauty." he says. "I'm in a bad mood. I just wanna leave." I tell him. "Come here, we can smoke if you smoke, we can drink if you drink, or we can just order something and watch a movie. I don't want to see you all upset." he says. I sit back down. "You got weed?" I ask. He grins then opens his drawer. He grabs the gold rolling papers then hands them to me, then grabs a bag of weed and a grinder.
We're smoking and watching The Lion King. He laugh. "Look at Scar..." he says, laughing. "He got Mufasa fucked up." he adds, then hits the blunt again. I chuckle. My phone starts ringing. I look down at Reshawd calling me then ignore it. He calls again. "What?" I answer. He doesn't say anything. "What?" I ask again. "Pops coming home, bitch." he bluntly says, then hangs up in my face.
OOP... WHO CAN GUESS WHY HE RESENTS HER ALL OF A SUDDEN?
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PROD COMIN HOME MY NIGGAS!!! OR IS HE...?
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