Waking up to the warmth of your lover's arms is the best thing Bubbles could ever feel. She felt safe, loved, protected, euphoria. Ace's strong arms securely around her body feels so right and wrong at the same time.
"Athe!? Dada!?" they heard Aurora yell on the other side of the door.
"How did she get out of her crib?" Ace sighed.
"Hungy, Athe!"
Bubbles sat up and stretched, then moved to the side of Ace. Then, he gets up and threw on some boxers and sweatpants. He gave Bubbles his shirt and a clean pair of boxers to put on for now.
"Dada!!" Aurora screamed. She was starting to get upset, an angry baby is not something you want. She crawled all the way down the hall for him to feed her. "Athe! Athe! Athe!"
"I'm coming, " he said. Ace opened the door carefully, he didn't know if she was on the door or not. Aurora was sitting on the floor, chewing on the side of her pacifier. "Somebody looks mad." Ace picks Aurora up, who had a straight frown on her face. He blew raspberries on Aurora's neck, making her loosen up and laugh as she screamed. "Do you forgive me now?" he chuckled.
"Mm." Aurora nodded her head with a smile and Ace kissed her forehead. Bubbles loved seeing Ace bond with his sisters. Aurora gave Ace a kiss on his cheek and he walks over to the bed to put Aurora down. "Mama!" she exclaimed, excited to see Bubbles.
"Bubbles, " Ace stated.
"Mama." Aurora crawls to Bubbles, ignoring Ace. It made the blonde laugh.
"What do you want for breakfast?"
"Pagethi, " Aurora answered for Bubbles.
"For a nine month-year-old you surely do talk like a one-year-old, " Bubbles teases.
"She's smart, " Ace mumbled.
"I can tell, but spaghetti is not a breakfast food."
"How about French Toast with scrambled eggs and bacon?" he asked.
"Fen toeth, " Aurora giggled.
"You are so adorable, " Bubbles exclaimed, then she picked Aurora up. Aurora put a hand on both of Bubbles's cheeks and laughed.
"I love that you two don't hate each other, but can I get an answer to my question?" Ace chimed in.
"I'll eat whatever you cook, " she shrugs.
"Okay, well you two should be fine up here by yourselves while I make breakfast."
"Of course we will, unless she needs to be changed."
Ace looks at Bubbles with his left eyebrow raised. "What?"
"I don't change babies, until I have my own I won't have to, " she explains. That's her mother's side jumping out.
"I can understand that, but—." Ace said before being interrupted.
"I don't change babies, " Bubbles repeated.
"You're gonna learn, " he mumbles. Bubbles opened her mouth to speak, but Ace picks Aurora up and kisses Bubbles. Aurora was confused because her eyes were being covered. "It's better to be prepared than not prepared at all."
"Okay fine."
"Mhm." They shared another kiss, but it was cut short because Aurora was getting annoyed with seeing nothing but darkness.
"Dada, thop!" Aurora tries to pull down his hand from her face, so Ace just pulls back from Bubbles's lips and drops his hand.
"I'm sorry, I needed to." He gave her back to Bubbles and then left.
"Do you wanna watch tv?" Bubbles offered. Ace has a tv on his wall across from his bed, he rarely uses it. Aurora pointed to the flat screen on Ace's wall with a little smile. "I'll take that as a yes." She reaches over to his nightstand and grabs the remote. Bubbles then turned on Nick Jr. for Aurora. Max and Ruby was just coming on. She had Aurora in her lap because she would not be freely on the bed. The sheets still haven't been changed from last night.
"Wabbith, " Aurora stated.
"Yeah, you are so smart, " Bubbles praises. Ace came back into the room with Bubbles's ringing phone. "Who is it?"
Ace looks down to check the name then looked up as he handed it to her. "Brick, " he said. Bubbles felt her heart drop after hearing his name.
"Okay." She took a deep breath, really not knowing what to say to him. Ace exits the room once again, he doesn't need to monitor her while she's talking on the phone anyway. "...Hello?"
"Your brothers looking for you, " Brick uttered lazily. "He's wondering why you're not home."
"W-well our Mom knows where I'm at."
"Where are you?" He asked.
"I—." She blurted before being cut off.
"Pider." Aurora was pointing at the toy spider on tv.
"You're babysitting?"
"Y-yeah, " she lied. Brick should have taken it as a lie, but he didn't think twice about it. "Did you get enough sleep?"
"You know I didn't, " he replied. "Who are you babysitting for?"
"Ace."
"I won't tell him that part if he asks then."
"Actually I'll call him, so he'll stop worrying, " Bubbles sighed.
"When will you be done?" Brick questioned.
"I really don't know, but I'll let you know."
"Okay." He hung up, leaving Bubbles conflicted. She pushed it aside and called her brother. "Boome—."
"I don't wanna hear that shit, fuck you at?" Boomer asks, cutting Bubbles off. "I come home and yo' ass ain't here."
"You're starting to sound like an obsessive husband, " Bubbles mumbled.
"Answer my question."
"I don't have to tell you, Mom knows where I'm a—."
"I could strangle you right now, " he stated. "Mom!" Bubbles backed the phone up from her ear because of his yelling. He went upstairs from the basement to speak with his mother.
"What, I am trying to make breakfast for your hungry ass?"
"Where is Bubbles?"
"Over your future brother inlaws house, " Mrs. Alana answered.
"She ain't wit' Brick, I called him."
"Who said anything about Brick?"
Boomer paused to think about who she was talking about. Butch? No, they don't talk like that.
Or so he thinks
If not Brick, then who? "Oh my gosh, my child is dumb, " his mother sighed. "Starts with an A idiot."
A? "Bring yo' stupid ass home, " Boomer demands.
"Unless Mom or Dad tells me to come home and or I feel like it, I won't, " Bubbles explained.
"Tell him again!" Mrs. Alana yelled so Bubbles could hear her. Boomer put his hand in front of his mother's face, but she smacked it out of the way. "You don't put yo' damn hand in my fuckin' face." Bubbles hung up the phone because she knew an argument about to start, and she hates to listen to their petty fights.
"Stupid bi—. Fuckin' hung up on me."
"She doesn't want to hear your mouth."
"Man shut up, I don't wanna hear yo' mouth, " he snapped.
"Don't talk to me like I'm one of yo' lil' friends 'cuz yo' ass will starve, " Mrs. Alana threatened.
"Goodbye." Boomer walked back downstairs and slammed the door, he doesn't like hearing his mother talk and talk. He rather do the talking.
"I told you, you can't control your sister."
"Shut up Zoe, " he mumbled in reply as he sat down on the couch next to her. Boomer was barely listening anyway.
"I'm just saying, she is not yours to control, " Zoe shrugs. Boomer snuck her in this morning after a long night with Princess at her manor. Who knows why Boomer cheats on Princess constantly? Who knows why the women he cheats with let him? Everyone is fully aware of Boomer and Princess being together.
"And I ain't yours to tell me how I should deal wit' my sister."
"Don't catch an attitude."
"If I have an attitude, you will know, " he stated.
"Well I can leave if you're going to treat me like this because you can't control me." Zoe stood up and Boomer sucked his teeth before pulling her down to sit on his lap. He uses one hand to move one side of her hair to the other. He kissed up her exposed neck and stopped at her sweet spot somewhere behind her ear. Boomer ran his tongue on it and sucked on her skin. That always got her.
Zoe reached behind her to run her fingers in his blonde hair. It might be illegal in some states and countries, but in this one, it's not.
That's why Bubbles and Boomer's parents won't step in anymore. Bubbles has had a talk about Ace with her mother when she started tutoring him. She saw the way Bubbles looked at Ace one time, it was of love and admiration. Mrs. Alana knew that look all too well. She had a sit-down with her daughter about not having sex when she and Ace weren't in the same age group. They only had actual sex twice before Ace turned 18, not including oral. They did that plenty of times before he turned 18. Now their relationship is starting up again and so is the sex. The age difference is completely fine now.
"You wanna leave now?" Boomer whispers in Zoe's ear.
"No, " she muttered.
"Stop speakin' on shit that don't involve you, 'ight?"
"Mhm."
He went to kissing Zoe's neck, oblivious to who was now done there. "Boomer?" The sadness came before rage. She barely believed that he'd cheat on her and hoped that some other blonde kid was in the basement kissing on some girl's neck. And to think she trusted him with her heart only for him to break it.
Boomer and Zoe hopped up from the couch, turning around to see who caught them. "Shit, b-baby—."
"The fuck is this?!" Hearing him speak just made it click for Princess. "Don't make up some dumbass excuse for your actions, damn it. I should've listened to everyone instead of you! I had faith in your word, but you fucking lied and betrayed me! I asked you a month ago if you were cheating and you said you weren't, you made me look dumb!" she ranted.
"Are you done, babe?"
"Hell no! My father said you were shit, my friends said you were shit—."
"Okay there's no need to ye—."
"Tell your little nurse hoe not to talk to me before she finds herself in a hospital, " Princess bluntly stated. "I don't play that shit, thank you."
"Excuse me?"
"Yes, excuse yourself bitch."
"Zoe, shut up, " Boomer whispered to her as best as he could.
"I can stand up for myself, I don't need you telling me to shut up."
"You—. You gon' get killed, " he mumbled.
"So, did you always cheat on me?" Princess asked.
Boomer sighed and scratched his neck, "No baby, I just—."
"You're lying, try again."
"Ain't shit gettin' pass you I guess. It started this year, " he replied.
"Okay, why?"
"Babe—." He managed to say before getting cut off.
"Why?!" There were tears in her eyes, but she was still angry as hell at him. "You shouldn't be thinking about any other woman but me, your mother, and your sister! What is wrong with you?! What is wrong with me?! I stuck by you since we were about seven years old, and you do this to me?" Her voice cracked while saying that last part, and her tears had fallen by now. Boomer hated seeing her like this. He hated that he caused it as well. Seeing her cry any longer will make him cry.
"Don't cry, baby please." He made his way over to her, but Princess put her hand up when he was only five feet away.
"Don't even come near me, I don't want you to touch me. You will get cut with these fucking nails if you touch me, " Princess said.
"I can't watch you cry, " Boomer stated.
"Then you should have never hurt me!"
"I'm sorry! I know I can't take it back, but I'm sorry."
"You're just sorry that you had gotten caught, you don't care about me, " Princess spat. Boomer took a couple more steps towards her.
"I do, babe. I do, " he uttered.
"If you did you would've never cheated, you never cared!" she yells, more tears straying from her eyes. Boomer swiftly moved around her arm, so he could have her wrapped up in his. Princess pushed and pushed, but she wasn't strong enough to push him away. "I can't believe I trusted you." Her tears were getting all over his grey t-shirt, but Boomer didn't care and he never will. He's hurt Princess.
"I cared before and I care now, just don't beat yourself up. I'm at fault for this, I was a shitty shitty shitty boyfriend to you. I'm sorry that I hurt you."
That is the first time that Boomer has talked without using improper grammar. Love will make you do some very weird things.
"I'm sorry, I love you so much, Princess. Despite the shit that I did behind your back, I do, " he explains.
"But why cheat on me? When you're in a relationship you commit your whole being to that person. Why am I only getting 75%? I didn't do anything to you."
"I was being immature, stupid, careless. All of that, " Boomer replied. "I'm sorry that I embarrassed you all year. I swear I won't do it again Princess."
Now all of this was just making Zoe feel out of place. He was saying that he'd basically throw her aside. He would, completely and honestly, if it's for Princess then he'd do anything to make her happy and calm her down. But now Zoe wouldn't have Boomer to depend on anymore.
"I don't deserve this, I could have had anyone and I was dumb enough to choose you, " she mumbled.
"No, I was dumb enough to cheat on you. This isn't your fault babe, alright?"
"I'm leaving, " she stated. Boomer tightened his arms around her. "Boomer, let me go."
"No."
"Boomer—."
"No."
"I don't want to be here any longer, I don't want to see your face, I don't want to feel you touch me, I don't want to be in the same space as you, I do—."
"No, " he said louder.
"Get off of me!"
"No, " Boomer repeated. "I can't, I don't want to." Princess tried to push him again, but he wouldn't budge. "I can't live without you, I swear I can't. Don't leave me, baby, " he said to her.
"I thought we'd be together for as long as I can remember, but now..."
"Don't say that."
"I love you and I most likely always will, but I can't take this shit. You lied to my face, " Princess explained. "I just can't take it, let me go please."
"Are you leaving me?"
"I need to think for a little bit, it's not a yes and it's not a no. Don't do anything stupid."
"Baby—."
"Don't do anything stupid because I don't want to worry about you hurting yourself after I go." Boomer laid his head on her shoulder and whined. "I can't see you in another hospital bed Boomer, " Princess whispered. "The first time was hard enough."
"I won't, " he whispered back.
"And get rid of that bitch."
"I will."
Now, transitioning over to Butch. He's at a restaurant waiting for Blossom to join him. He invited her there because he wanted a real conversation. All of that yelling at the pool party wasn't helping their situation. Butch got all dressed up or as dressed up as he could. He looked like he was going in for a job interview. The black work pants, black button-up shirt, dark green silk tie. His hair was even pulled back, but of course, some pieces of his hair in the front wouldn't be controlled
"Good morning, Kitten, " Butch said as he stood up and greeted Blossom.
"Don't call me that, " Blossom mumbled. He scoffed, then he pulled her chair back for her.
"Now you don't like it? I can never win with you in public, behind closed doors you're very—."
"Butch, " Blossom snapped in a whisper. Before she could sit down, Butch grabbed her arm.
"Don't make me have to take you in the bathroom, this whole restaurant will hear you, " he whispered in her ear.
Blossom was at a loss for words for a second. She cleared her throat and Butch let her go. "Okay, " she replied. Then she sat down quietly and Butch pushed her chair in.
"As obedient as ever, " Butch smiled, he got back in his chair and rested his head on his right palm. "Now, let's get you something to eat before we talk."
He picks up the menu and Blossom follows his actions. "Have you been here before?" Blossom asked.
"Not at all, " he answered. "You know I heard that sex was good for the baby and the birth." Blossom rolled her eyes behind her menu to hide it from Butch. "Just because I don't see it, doesn't mean I don't know, " he said, surprising her.
"I didn't do anything, " she lied.
"You're not a good liar." Blossom rolled her eyes again and Butch put down his menu to lightly snatch hers out of his hands. "You did it again."
"You don't own these eyes."
He cups her cheek and caresses it softly, rubbing his thumb against it. "You said I could take all of you, so I took it. Don't tell me what's not mine, I gotta remind you who you belong to?" Again, she was speechless. But he stands up to lean over so his mouth was barely an inch away from her ear. "I'll let it slide if you purr for me tonight, you'd like that right Kitten?" Butch asked.
"Yes, " she answered quickly.
"I thought you would. You'll be nice now?"
"Yes." Blossom was just melting in his hands. Giving in again, they haven't had sex in a month. Blossom was waiting for just any opportunity for things to return to the way they were. Just Blossom and Butch with the older sub that he barely talks to. Or it could be the hormones.
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Good, order what you want." Butch sat back down and hid the laugh that escaped his mouth with a cough.
"Okay."
So they ordered and ate. They actually had a good time. There was rarely a dull moment with Butch. Blossom got dessert, but Butch didn't want any. Whatever keeps her in a calm state of mind is alright with him. If eating two servings of an ice cream sundae keeps her at bay, then so be it. There is plenty more where that came from if she wants it. It isn't his money going towards this dinner anyway, it's his mother. That woman went berserk after finding out what Butch had done and even kicked him out of the house for a while. He came back when his mother let him and she explained how he needs to figure this shit out himself.
"I warned you, eating cold shit just leads to a brain freeze, " Butch chuckled.
"I wasn't even eating it that fast."
"You definitely were."
"Why did you invite me here?" Blossom asked.
"We need to talk about the situation because I am not ready to be no one's dad, " he replied. "We are 17."
"No one's ready for children when they have them, no one. I won't get rid of a pregnancy, that is out of the question."
"Why?"
"I can't, but I will say this, you don't have to give me money because I am financially stable. It would be nice if you'd get a job though, so whenever he or she sees you or goes somewhere with you there won't be a money problem, " she explains.
"I'm going to college, " he stated.
"That's fine, you have my number and you won't be at college for your whole life. If she or he is not talking to you on the phone or FaceTime then she or he will be seeing you on holidays and or visits."
"Wow, you're giving me the 'rundown' right now, don't think I like that, " Butch said. Blossom shrugged, she did not care if he liked it or not. "Damn you're cold."
"I don't like you, but that doesn't affect anything, " Blossom responded.
"You love me, " Butch whispered with a wink. Blossom shook her head, but we all know that's a lie. "Wanna deny it now?"
"Are we done here?"
"Yeah, I'm sure you have throwing up to do, " he joked.
"Shut up."
Butch raised his eyebrow, waiting for his apology. Blossom raised her eyebrow back, and Butch's right eye twitched. "You broke your promise." Then he stood up, snapping at her to get up.
"Promises aren't easy to keep dealing with you, " Blossom replied.
"Up."
They left the restaurant and since Butch lives down the street and Blossom drove, she gave him a ride. And as expected, he took her inside and up to his room. We all know how that goes.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Mrs. Alana yelled at her son. She recently found out about what Boomer was doing when Princess wasn't around. It's the day after it went down. "Men are so stupid!"
"Honey, don't yell at him. I'm sure he's hurt too, " Mr. Alana chimed in.
Boomer was sitting at the kitchen table and facing both of his parents. "Mo—."
"Shut the fuck up!"
"Babe, " her husband snapped. "If you can't do this civilly, then don't. Yelling doesn't help the situation."
"Don't check me, " she growled.
"Then act like you don't need me to."
"If you don't just talk to yo' stupid ass so—."
Mrs. Alana stopped her yelling because she heard her front door close. Mr. Alana walked backward and peeked around the corner. "I didn't know you weren't here, " he stated.
"I've been gone for two days." Her voice echoed down the hall, Boomer picked up his head and if he was a dog his tail would be saying back and forth. His twin is finally home, now maybe she could help get their mother off of his back.
"Really?... Welcome home then, where were you?"
"At Ace's house helping him watch his little sisters, " Bubbles answered. Boomer scoffed, he knew that there was something more to it. Those two could probably feel how each other felt from a distance. Their connection goes beyond the norm. They love each other the most more than anything and everything.
"Hey, can you focus?" Mrs. Alana asked. He rolled his eyes
"Your mothers crazy today, " Mr. Alana mouthed to Bubbles. Bubbles just laughed it off and walked to the kitchen for something to eat She could feel the tension and feel Boomer's gaze burning through the back of her head.
"Mo—."
"The fuck did I say?"
Bubbles got goosebumps from just the sound of her mother's cold voice.
"I just wanna sp—."
"You lost yo' privileges of speakin', listen damnit, " she spat. Their mother usually had the best grammar, but when she's upset she goes back to her high school grammar.
"Stop cursing at him, " her husband ordered.
Mrs. Alana ignored him, "You cheating on Princess is immature and fuckin' pointless, and wit' yo' stupid ass school nurse of all people." Bubbles turned her head immediately, she was surprised to hear that. Zoe? Really? "It's disgusting, swear to God if I see her again I will fu—."
"So you okay wit' Bubbles fuckin' someone who's 20 years old?" Boomer blurted.
"Don't put this on me, " his twin stated.
"I don't support that shit and you know it, he got too much shit goin' on and if his ass get caught sellin' dru—."
"And when have you done something to save your family?" Bubbles asked.
"Oka—."
"We got money, I don't have to do shit."
"Well maybe you're just too busy making us fucking worry!"
"She ju—." Mrs. Alana was shocked her daughter even yelled. She usually doesn't yell in an argument, not to mention this is the first time she heard Bubbles drop the f-bomb like that.
"No Bubbles, don't go there, " Boomer said.
"No I will, we never even talked about it after it happened. You were so selfish, you didn't think about how you being dead would affect me. If you died, a part of me would die with you and I swear that all of me would join me. I can't live without my other half, we came in this world together and we'd leave it together. I can't suffer without you, life is fucking hard but you can't end it like that. It's not fair " Bubbles explained.
"I'm here now right?"
"And if you weren't, I wouldn't be here." Bubbles was crying and both of their parents fell silent. "I swear I wouldn't."
"How would we cope with that then?" their mother mumbled. "You guys are supposed to outlive us, one child out of two dead is too much. But both, that's a slap in the face. It's saying that we failed as your parents."
"It's not 'bout ya'll, " Boomer replied.
"No, but it is. I don't expect both of my children to die at 17 because one is suffering and being twins already makes you guys close and you can't live without each other. Shit both of you are selfish if this is the case. Death is not an answer in general, " Mr. Alana added.
"Shut up, " his son said. "I don't wanna talk about this shit. You can yell at me, cuss at me, hit me, but I ain't talkin' 'bout this no more. Bubbles is crying, emotions are high and I can't watch her stand there do that shit." Boomer walked over to his sister and grabbed her hand. She shook her head and tried pulling her hand away from him. Boomer put his forehead against the side of hers, holding her hand tighter. "Come on, " he whispered.
"Boomer, stop."
"Come on, " Boomer repeated. "Bubbles." He led her upstairs and into her room. She was still crying a little, but no sound came out of her mouth. "You're right, I was selfish. I ain't think about you, " he said.
"Don't you think I know that?"
"I'm tryin' to apologize and you know it, I'm sorry I did all that shit."
Boomer went to her bathroom and started a shower. He knows well that she takes them before a bath. So after her shower, he'd run a bath. He'd shield his eyes of course. He's already seen the back of her naked. When she finished the bath, he had to turn away from her dresser for her to get her clothes.
"You can turn around now, " Bubbles mumbled after putting on her clothes. She got dressed in some regular pajamas. She doesn't plan on going out anymore today. Boomer turned around, glad to see her in clothes and not... nothing.
"Come on, lay down."
Bubbles got in bed and Boomer made sure she was comfortable. She's been mentally drained for a while now and he can sense it. "Want me to leave?" Boomer asked in a low tone.
"No, "his sister answered. Boomer sat on the floor, they were face to face. Their equally cold blue eyes looking back at each other. Boomer crossed his arms flat on Bubbles's bed so he could rest his head on them. She smiled at him, her smile made him want to smile. Boomer couldn't just hold it back.
"Why are you smilin'?"
"Why are you smiling?"
"Because yo' ass over here smilin', " he answered. "Y'know—."
"Oh lord, " Bubbles mumbled.
"Oh lord, my ass. Lemme' speak." Bubbles laughed and he rolled his eyes, still with a smile on her face. "Do you really wanna be wit' Ace?"
"If you were my twin you'd know that answer, " she teased. Boomer rolled his eyes again. Of course he knew the answer, he just rather hear it from her mouth.
"Do you know all of the shit he's wrapped up in?"
"He doesn't do it everyday, he does it when he needs to. Everyone has to do something to make it out, " Bubbles countered.
"So his sister strips and he sells drugs?" Boomer asked.
"And how would you know that she strips?"
"We met..." he replied. Bubbles knew what that meant. It was something sexual. "It ain't what you think, 'ight? She danced for me and we had drinks, all we did was talk."
"Talk about what?"
"She talked about how she just wants a break from what her parents signed her up for and I listened."
"And how were you let into the club?" she questioned
"It's called fake ID, " he replied. Bubbles rolled her eyes, of course Boomer would have a fake ID. "She the biggest supporter of you and Ace bein' together. He apparently more... calm wit' you in his life. I guess he see what I see, which is kinda freaky. People don't understand my point. Now I'm definitely not comin' to that fuckin' weddin', shit gon' have strippers, gang mu'fuckas, police, and bartenders all in the same damn place."
"Boomer, shut up."
"If you have a baby in 7-9 months, I'ma have to bury both of ya'll."
"You're gonna take us away from our child?" Bubbles had to sit up a little because it was messed up even for him.
"That child would have .25 percent of me, so I will raise it as my own, " he explained.
"Get out of my face with that."
"Damm, take a joke."
"Bull."
The rest of the day was full of relaxation and sleep. Their parents left Bubbles and Boomer alone, everyone needed a breather. The twins spent their time together, Boomer just made sure his sister was okay. Now the weekend has come to an end and school is on for the next 5 days.
"Now, what is your plan for little ole' Brick, well let me not say little?" Mrs. Alana asked Bubbles as she was getting ready for school.
Unfortunately, Boomer walked by and heard that so he turned right back around. "Mom, seriously?"
"What?" She acted like what she was saying wasn't... inappropriate.
"He could be yo' son, you watched him grow up, " Boomer explained.
"Well he isn't, I can't deny that Brick has a beautiful ass body." Mrs. Alana was biting on the nail of her thumb as she thought about it.
"Okay, you're married, " Bubbles stated, looking through her closet.
"I never said that I wanted him, he's attractive. I'm just not attracted to him, his personality flip flops on a day to day basis, " Mrs. Alana responded.
"You don't need to be saying anything like this 'bout my friends, stop bein' a damn cougar."
"Oh no, " Bubbles said under her breath.
"Yo' little friends wish I was a damn cougar. That would be the best sex they'd ever have, but I am happily married to the love of my life."
"Alright, Mom, calm down."
"I'm calm, tell yo' brother to watch his damn mouth before he get cut in his sleep."
"This ain't prison, you ain't in prison no more. So calm yo' ass, " Boomer replied.
Prison?
"What I tell you about bringin' that up?" his mother asked.
"Fuck outta here wit' that."
"Boomer, now you're just starting stuff with her, " Bubbles stated. It's true, Boomer does start most of their arguments. He doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut, he says the most hurtful things to people. Especially his mother.
"Bitch, please. I'm bein' real, jailbird can't take the fuckin' heat, " he spat.
"You ungrateful ass—. Get out of my damn house, " Mrs. Alana demanded.
"I ain't goin' nowhere, I live here. You ain't got no fuckin' authority over me."
Mrs. Alana balled up her fists. If Boomer doesn't leave soon, he's gonna get a rude ass awakening. Bubbles grabbed the back of Boomer's shirt and pulled him out of her room. She closed the door on his and locked it.
"What the fuck!"
"You're problematic, Boomer! Sorry but not sorry!"
"He always hated me, " Mrs. Alana mumbled.
"No, he loved you. Five years in prison just didn't help, he just wanted his mother. He was disappointed in you, we didn't know our mother until we were 5."
"I didn't want you guys to see me in prison, that place was filled with criminals. Real criminals."
"I understand the safety thing, but people have done it before, " Bubbles shrugged.
"I just didn't want you guys to be traumatized."
"I know, you did what you thought was right. Just have a conversation with him, that's all you can do. Try to make him understand your point, not now though. Let him cool off."
"Damn am I the mother?" Mrs. Alana questioned. Bubbles laughed and shook his head. "Giving me advice and calming me down? Get ready for school so your father and I can have sex."
"You could have left that last part out, " Bubbles cringed.
"Oohh, you should let me pick out your outfit for today, " her mother proposed.
"Uhhhh."
"Too late I'm doing it."
By the end of the hour, Bubbles was dressed in a white tank top, ripped light blue jean jacket, and jean pink bell-bottoms. It was cute, but her mother had her looking like her when she was in high school. She even made her put on sharp cat-eye eyeliner, in the corner of her eyes and everything. Her hair was behind her ears, except for the pieces of hair that did not want to go back.
"Beautiful!" Mrs. Alana exclaimed. "Look just like ya' mama."
"Mom." Bubbles was giving her that 'Really?' face.
"Now whoever you choose to stick by today won't be able to keep their eyes off of you."
Bubbles rolled her eyes, but shit, it's partially true. Is Ace really her final choice?
