I woke up to the sun shining in my room and Phil's arms around my waist. I wiped my eyes before removing myself from Phil and going to the bathroom. I did my daily routine, put on some make-up and went back to my room. II sniffed the air then ran over to Phil, shaking him lightly. "Breakfast is ready, Cookie." Phil's eyes opened slightly as he laughed, "I hate that damn name." He said, then groaned and sat up, running his hands over his face. I smiled and helped him up, smacking his butt. He turned and winked at me, laughing as he went to the bathroom.
"Mornin', mama." I said as I sat at the table. "Mornin', Mama E." Phil said, smiling as he kissed her cheek then sat next to me. "Where's daddy?" I asked. "He's comin'. So is Renee and that one nigga." My mother said. Phil laughed. "Who?" I asked, truly confused. "Your ex." She said, looking up, one eyebrow higher than the other. I wanted to cry. That man really broke me down - with his fists. But, my father really likes him. He also doesn't know what he did behind closed doors.
Phil pulled my chair closer to his as he wrapped his arms around me, kissing the top of my head while I cried a little. "It'll be okay. He's not a man. Don't cry over him." He whispered to me. "See? I don't understand why y'all won't get together." My mother said. "Ew." I and Phil said together, then laughed. I wiped my tears and waited for everyone to appear.
Abruptly, the door opened, "Hey, girl!" Renee yelled as she replaced Phil's arms. "Hey, Mama!" Renee yelled to my mother. "What's up, sexy?" Renee smirked at Phil before kissing his cheek. We laughed. Then, there was a knock on the door. My dad rushed to get it. "Pops!" Trevor, my ex, yelled as he threw his arms around my father. Renee made a loud subjective noise. I hit her lightly. "I'm gonna take my stuff up to your room." Renee said before skipping up the stairs.
"Sorry, that's my seat." Renee said as she bounded down the stairs. Trevor was about to take the chair next to me. "Bow your heads." My mother ordered. We all latched hands and bowed our heads for prayer. Phil stroked my hand with his thumb. I smiled to myself.
"So,Evelyn, how've you been? Wrestling treatin' you good?" Trevor asked, smiling. I glared at him and nodded. "Better than you did." Phil mumbled. I grabbed his balled up fist and shook my head at him. Trevor smirked. I'm ready for this to be over.
"Goodbye, Trevor." My mother said, pushing him through the front door, shutting it and locking it. I smiled. "We should go to the beach!" I announced. Renee jumped to my side, agreeing with me. Phil smiled and shook his head at us.
"For some reason, I think this was just an excuse for you to get my shirt off." Phil joked as we arrived at the beach.