Chapter 6
Musa was in the dining room setting the table before she brought dinner out.
"Say Dada." Derrick said as he played with James on the living room floor.
"You know he's too young to start talking yet babies don't start talking until they're at least six months old." Musa told him.
"How do you know that?" He asked
"I was curious so I googled it." She said.
"Oh." Derrick said, "Well my son is different." He stated firmly, "He's a genius and before you know it he'll be saying dada and mama long before he's six months putting google to shame."
Musa just shook her head not wanting to argue as she went and grabbed the food then set it out on the table. "Dinners ready." She said.
Derrick put James into the playpen set up in the living room since he'd already been fed his dinner, and joined Musa at the table.
"This is really good." Derrick said after he took a bite of roast beef.
"Thanks." Musa said, "I got the recipe from Layla."
"I didn't know Layla could cook."
"Yep she can. I'm surprised you didn't know."
"I always assumed Nabu did the cooking since he's always cooking at the bar.""
"Layla can cook she can't grill." She told him, "We actually learned that the hard way when back in high school we all decided to have a cookout and she volunteered to make the hamburgers not only did she burn them she almost set Stella's back porch on fire. Thank god Bloom grabbed the fire extinguisher and put the blaze out before anything major happened."
He shook his head and laughed then took another bite of his food. "I have to go away for a few days."
"Why?" Musa wondered.
"For work."
"Will you be back in time for theme night this weekend at the Fruity Music Bar?" She asked.
"I'm not sure but I think I will be unless the rest of guys slack off on getting the house put together." He told her and grabbed a glass of milk off the table and took a drink. "This is milk."
"I know you-" Musa said.
"Where's my beer?" he asked angrily cutting her off mid-sentence.
"You said you wanted milk with dinner remember." Musa replied timidly as her heart started to thump rapidly her chest.
"Yeah well now I want a beer so go and get it for me."
She got to her feet and went to the kitchen grabbing a bottle out of the fridge opening it then went back and set it down by his plate on the table then went back to eating her dinner quietly not wanting to upset him further. Whenever he needed a new bottle she'd get up and fetch him one. As they finished eating she grabbed the plates and started to clean up taking the dishes to the kitchen. As she rounded the corner her arm hit the doorway causing her to stumble slightly and she lost her grip on the plates and they crashed to the floor large and small pieces scattered about. Musa quickly bent down and began to carefully picking up the pieces.
"What was that?" Derrick asked as he came into the room his boots crunching the pieces.
"Nothing I broke a few plates is all." Musa told him.
"Nothing." Derrick said surprised, "You think breaking plates is nothing I worked hard to pay for those and you go and break them. How stupid can you be?"
"I'm sorry I ran into the doorframe and they slipped out of my hand it was an accident."
"Oh an accident I see." He replied sarcastically then went over to the cupboard, "Then I guess this is an accident too." He said and started grabbing random dishes out and throwing them at her but thankfully they missed as the sound of broken glass filled the air.
"Stop!" She cried
He ignored her and continued his onslaught.
"I said stop." She said dropping the pieces she held in her hand then stood up. "Just because you're drunk doesn't mean you get to act like such a jerk." She yelled at him.
"Jerk!" He shouted "I'll show you who's a jerk and lunged for her so fast that she didn't even have time to run. Then he shoved her against the wall with one arm and raised his fist just and he was about to make contact James began to wail from the other room making him stop mid swing. "Take care of the kid. Then clean up that mess." He ordered.
Faster than lightning Musa scooped up James and began consoling him as Derrick grabbed another beer and plopped on the couch turning the TV on.
