Diana's POV

   "Joan, I think I'm about to have a heart attack!  They're getting married?  What the fuck?  Were they together the whole time we were living together?"

"I don't know, but oooooohhhh my God.  I didn't see this coming!  How could they keep such a big secret like that?"

"I don't know, but I am calling Jasmin's ass right now."  I say in a venomous tone, dialing her number.

"Hello."  "HELLO MY ASS.  YOU'RE GETTING MARRIED?  AND TO YOUR STEPSISTER?"

Jasmin's POV

I cover the part of my phone where the sound comes out.  "See?  I told you they'd be pissed."  I lowly say to Do.

"Look, Ma, I know you're ups-"  "HOW FUCKING COULD YOU?!  I RAISED YOU BETTER THAN THIS.  YOUR STEPSISTER?  SERIOUSLY?  THAT'S INCEST."

"She's my stepsister.  We're not biologically related, so it's technically not incest."  "DON'T GET SMART WITH ME."

"I'm not getting smart with you.  I'm just saying."  "IT'S STILL WRONG!  HOW LONG HAVE YOU TWO BEEN DOING THIS?!"

"Um........we've been together aboooouuttt......a few years now."  "A FEW YEARS?  WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, JASMIN?!"

"And, Ma, I know you're not gonna wanna hear this, but.......we live together."  I say, wincing.

"OH MY GOD.  I think I'm gonna do it.  I might actually kill you!"  "Ma, I'm sor-"  I hear a click, and I don't hear anything anymore.

I look at my phone.  She hung up on me.  This is bad.  This is SO bad!  Anybody knows that when a black mom hangs up on you, she's either not putting up with your bullshit or she's about to be the reason you leave this Earth.

"Well........that didn't go well,"  Do says.  "Oh God, do you think my mom's pissed at me, too?"

"If she is, she can't be anywhere as pissed as mine is.  Shit, I'm afraid to give her our address."

I sigh loudly, my eyes closed and my hands covering them.  "Fuuuuuuck!"  I let out.  Do stops cutting carrots and comes over to me.  She starts hugging me.

"It's gonna be ok, Babe.  It's a lot for our moms to process, but if they really love us, they'll understand.  And if they really, really love us, they'll come to the wedding."

"There's no way my mom's going,"  I uncover my eyes, looking at her incredulously.  "Did you hear how pissed she was?  She threatened to kill me.  I know it's empty, but that's something you say when you are FURIOUS with someone.  She's not just mad.  She's not just angry.  She's not just upset.  She is furious."

"I'm gonna run you a hot bath with bubbles, ok?"  "If you think it'll help." 

She does as she said she was gonna do, leaving me in the bathroom by myself.