Huey was on the drive to pay a visit to Dr. James Anderson.
As he was driving he was in deep thinking about everything. He took in a lot of information about Jazmine and he didn't know how much he could take before he broke down.
It wasn't healthy! He had to let it out but he couldn't. The times when he wanted to cry he wouldn't. He would restrain himself so he could be strong.
Huey didn't know if it was worth being strong at this point. It felt as if Dr. Anderson had taken everything away from him. The future that he had pictured for himself was ripped into pieces and burned.
It was never going to happen!
He got to live his life but not the way he wanted to. He was a little upset with Jazmine for making that mistake that caused him, hers, and Huelene's future.
Even though she invested the money she earned into him he still wasn't satisfied. Life wasn't the same when she left.
Everything started to go downhill. First, Jazmine left, then everybody hated him, Grandad was sick and he passed on not long after, Riley stayed and helped a little with the bills until he decided to move back to Chicago and stay with Aunt Cookie, and he was reverting back to his old ways.
He was always smoking, and having sex with other women, then he started drinking, and he was having trouble with his classes.
He started to do better when he felt like Jazmine was spiritually talking to him. It drove him to be a better man and move on, graduate as a lawyer, get a well-paying job, starts a family, and make a memory of himself.
Huey knew for a fact he didn't fail at life. He might have hit rock bottom at one point but he was able to get back up.
After all that he and Jazmine had been through, he didn't like that she left. They went through thick and thin from the beginning of their relationship and no girl he had ever had a relationship with could compare to him and Jazmine's bond.
She knew for a fact he would have dropped everything to make sure she was cared for.
Winter had just recently arrived, and it was already getting cold. Jazmine and I had always struggled to pay bills from the beginning, so we decided it would be better if we removed several payments from the equations that we didn't think we needed.
One of those payments happened to be the gas bill. So we didn't use any hot water or the A/C since it was hot outside at the time. But when winter came around we soon realized that it was a mistake to cut the natural gas off.
One morning I woke up to Jazmine being sick.
We were both in the bathroom getting ready and she was brushing her teeth. I started to observe her to see she looked pale. Her eyes were droopy, her nose was practically red, and she kept sniffling and coughing.
When she intended to spit the toothpaste out, she ended up sneezing.
"Bless you!" I said.
"Thank you!" she mumbled.
She started coughing and I just looked at her funny. When she stopped I showed some concern.
"You alright?" I asked as she nodded her head.
She sneezed and started coughing once again and mucus came out of her nose and she was slightly holding her throat. She leaned over and grab some tissue to wipe her nose and threw it away in the trash.
"You don't need to be going to work if you're sick," I said.
"Well, I have to go to work because if I don't then I'm going to get stuck on the night shift," she said as I looked at her funny.
"I can understand that you don't want to work a night shift but maybe you should take off since you're sick. That's not going to be good going around your patients who are already sick," I said disagreeing with her.
"But Huey it's my job. They're not going to excuse me for something like this, so I'm going to work, no questions asked," she said as I glared at her.
"I'm sorry but last time I checked, I wasn't asking," I sternly spoke as she looked taken back.
"Excuse me?" she asked giving me the look.
"I didn't stutter. You're staying your sick ass at home," I repeated. She looked as if she wanted to say something but she knew it wasn't right to do so.
I wasn't trying to sound rude, but Jazmine tends not to listen so I had to be firm with her.
She just rolled her eyes and turned the faucet on so she could rinse out her mouth. When she was gargling the water down her throat she ended up sneezing and getting it everywhere once again.
She started sniffling and I just shook my head. I grabbed her pink bonnet and handed it to her.
"Bed!" I said pointing towards our bed in the room.
She sighed and walked back to the bed. Jazmine fixed her bonnet on her head and just laid in bed.
"Don't forget to call in and let them know you're not coming," I reminded as she reached over for the phone.
I heard her dialing on our phone that was in our room and then it started ringing.
"Hey Ms. Grace," Jazmine said. I heard another voice on the phone but I couldn't understand what Ms. Grace was saying.
"I just wanted to let you know I will not be able to come in today because I came down with a cold," Jazmine explained as I heard more mumbles on the other line.
"I understand, but I'll let you know when I get better," she said a bit sad.
"Okay, bye," Jazmine lastly spoke before hanging up the phone.
She looked back at me and rhetorically asked: "Are you happy? That's gonna affect my paycheck, I don't know how long I'm going to be out."
"I don't give a fuck! Your health matters more than work," I said as she sighed.
She knew I was right.
"I know, I know," she said a little irritated. "But we have bills to pay and I can't risk missing a lot of days," she said pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Jazz I'll cover the bill if that's what you're worried about," Huey assured.
"Huey no offense but our paychecks separately can't even cover the bill. If we combine the two together we can barely pay all our bills. This month I'll be short, which will make both of our paychecks short," she fussed.
"Jazmine calms down...you're stressing yourself out," I spoke. She took a deep breath and then started to rub her forehead. She had her head down and I just walked over to her side of the bed.
"Look Jazz, we can just ask the landlord to give us some time," I said as she thought about it.
"He's been in a good mood so I don't think he'll mind giving us time to pay rent. And I can pay the gas bill so we can get heat and hot water in the house," I said as she looked up at me.
"No, Huey you don't need to do that," she said shaking her head.
"Jazmine you have a cold and you're not going to get any better if you stay cold," I sighed.
"So get your ass under the covers and stay warm until I get back home," I sternly spoke as she glared at me and I glared at her back. She thinks I'm joking around!
"Now!" I sternly spoke once again as she got under the covers and laid down.
I went and got dressed so I could go out and get her some stuff. It took an hour or two before I came back home.
I got some hot soup and logs that I had in my trunk.
When I came back home, Jazmine was sound asleep. Her face was still pale and her nose was red.
I walked over to her side of the bed and gave her a kiss on the forehead. She started to move around a little until she eventually woke up. Apparently, she's not a light sleeper.
"You're back," she sniffled.
"Yeah, I bought you some soup for your cold," I said holding up the bag.
"Oh, that's sweet of you! There's no meat in there is it?" she asked to make sure.
"I checked before I left," I assured.
"Oh, okay! They usually mess it up," she said as I handed her the bag.
"What else did you do?" she asked.
"I went and got some log and also paid the gas bill," I said as she looked at me funny.
"The gas bill for the car?" she questioned.
"No, the gas bill for the house. We need heat and hot water for the winter," I said as she sighed.
"Ok," she said. I knew she wanted to say something but she held it back.
"Are you going to need help with the logs?" she asked.
"No, I'm good, you just sit here and rest. I'll call you in the living room when everything is set up," I assured. I turned around to back to the car until I heard Jazmine say: "Thank you, Huey!"
"For what?" I asked stopping in my tracks and turning to look at her.
"For taking care of me," she said.
"Jazz that's what I'm supposed to do. I'm not just gonna watch you stay sick," I said as she slightly cracked a smile.
"I know and I thank you for that. I've been difficult and I didn't take the time to appreciate what you're doing for me, especially since it's hard times for us," she apologized.
"It's okay," I said before turning around to return to the car.
He treasured the annoying moments!
I was sitting on the couch watching tv while Jazmine was in my face. She was sitting on my lap facing me and I was stuck between her. She kept touching my face which was annoying me.
"Huey have you been washing your face?" she asked me as I tried to look past her at the tv.
"I've been washing my face with water," I answered.
"Just water?" she asked to clarify.
"Yes, just water," I clarified.
"Huey, that's bad!" she said showing an uneasy face.
"How so?" I cocked my eyebrow.
"You're starting to have pimples pop up again," she said touching my face.
"Jazmine that's natural," I said as she glared at me.
"Yeah, when your hormones are all over the place. You stop having them after a while," she said as I rolled my eyes.
"It went away when I was using water," I argued.
"Okay, but you forget you fix up people's cars. You're always getting oil and dirt all over your face," she said rubbing her finger on my face.
"See your face is oily, you need to go wash it with soap and water," she said emphasizing soap.
"Jazmine I'm too broke to afford facial soap," I said trying to look past her once again but she moved her head.
"You can just use mine," she suggested.
"Where do you even get facial soap? I know yo' cheap ass don't buy any when we go to the store," I curiously asked.
"I, umm, steal some from work," she mumbled.
"Damn, y'all got facial soap as well," I said a bit surprised.
"Yeah, you'd be surprised what the hospital provides for their employees and patients," she said rubbing the back of her head.
"Wait a minute, if they provide the facial soap for you at work then why are you stealing it?" I asked confused.
"I need some for at home. I thought you would take the hint and use it but apparently, you didn't catch on," she said frowning at me.
"Jazmine, you can't expect me to catch on to signs like that. If you want me to use something just tell me," I said as she sighed.
"I know that now, thanks for the heads up," she said sarcastically.
"Okay, now get up," I said tapping the side of her thighs.
"For what?" she asked giving me the look.
"So I can go pop my so-called pimples," I said as she tightened her thighs around me.
"You're not getting up to go pop your pimples. That just makes it worse," she said glaring at me.
"You really wanna sit here and fight with me after you just told me to go wash my face?" I rhetorically asked as she glared even more.
"Don't test me!" she sternly spoke.
I sighed: "I guess we're going to have to do this the hard way."
I started to get up from the couch with Jazmine wrapping her arms and legs around me so she wouldn't fall.
"I can't believe you," she said trying to hold on for her life.
"I told you to get off of me," I reminded.
"I didn't think you were being serious," she exaggerated.
"What made you think I wasn't being serious?" I rhetorically asked.
"I don't know," she shrugged.
"Could you at least hold me?" she politely asked as I rolled my eyes.
"Sure," I mumbled as I put my hands around her ass so I could get a good grip.
The times they both were competitive!
Jazmine and I were playing basketball on a Sunday afternoon. We were playing basketball on the playground in our neighborhood's basketball court. It was a sunny day, so Jazmine and I decided to go out and have a good time.
We were just wandering around to get out of the house at first, but as we arrived at the park, we found a pumped-up basketball. So the Mrs. and I decided to play some one-on-one basketball.
Even though I didn't participate in a lot of athletic activities I still knew how to do stuff. For instance, I knew how to play basketball. It wasn't something I liked to brag about as Riley does, but I knew how to play.
I was probably even better than Riley!
Surprisingly, Jazmine knew how to play as well. She wasn't better than me but she knew how to play, to a certain extent!
I was chill when it came to basketball. I was always a fair player and was very respectful. I personally believe everybody else is competitive but me. As nice as Jazmine is she is very competitive.
She was dribbling down the court and she was about to do a layup until I came out of nowhere and smacked the ball against the headboard which caused it to bounce off. I grabbed it and then started dribbling down the court and did a slam dunk.
"LETS GOOOO!" I yelled as she looked at me funny.
"I thought this was a light one-on-one," she reminded me as I smirked at her.
"You wish!" I exclaimed.
We walked back to the center of the court with her having the ball in hand.
She faced me and then aggressively passed the ball to me. Then I had passed it back to her.
She started dribbling but she was taking certain measures on approaching me. I got down on my knees so I could guard her better.
"What shu gonna do Jazz?" I rhetorically asked talking noise.
"You gon' go this way or that way?" I rhetorically asked emphasizing the directions. She gave me a funny look and then just rolled her eyes.
She tried to dribble past me but I was quick enough to block her until she pulled back the ball throwing me off my track. She broke my ankles a little!
She rushed down the court and then did a layup. The ball, of course, went into the hoop.
"LETS GOOOOO!" she yelled as I rolled my eyes.
"Jazz chill out it's not that serious," I said as she started laughing at me.
"You the one who started it with yo' LETS GOOOOO," she exclaimed.
"Yeah, but Jazz it's just a game," I said as she rolled her eyes.
"Whatever Huey, you just mad cause I can hoop better than you," she said talking noise. She passed the ball back to me and I just started bouncing while walking back to the center of the court.
"Better baller huh," I mumbled.
She faced me at the center of the court and I passed her the ball and she passed it back to me. I started dribbling and Jazmine was trying to guard me. I dribbled one way and then cut back.
Jazmine almost felt for it but she didn't go for it.
"You're trying to use the same move I used on you," she said laughing. I rolled my eyes and brought it back a little. She followed and tried to grab the ball out of my hand but I held it away from her with one hand while trying to push her back with the other.
"Try and grab it," I said testing her as she tried reaching.
"Try doing it from up here," I said raising it up high in the area. She was trying to jump and reach for the ball but she was unsuccessful.
"Come on Huey, you're cheating! You can't hold the ball like that forever yo' arm gonna get tired," she exclaimed.
"Really...try me!" I said in a cock manner as she frowned at me for a second.
Her facial expression along with her body posture started to change and she relaxed her face. Jazmine was leaning in towards my face and I got a little distracted.
It looked like she wanted a kiss and I was going to give her a kiss. I let the ball down from the air to give her a kiss.
Soon that kiss turn into a full makeout session which caused me to drop the ball. That woman's mouth was the most welcoming place.
When we parted she just smiled at me and then that smile turned into a smirk.
"Sike!" she said before grabbing the ball from the ground and running down to other side of the court to do a layup into the hoop.
"LETS GOOOOO!" she yelled once again while flexing it off.
I scowled at her as she started dancing around me. She was doing everything in the book to celebrate her victory. She was skipping, yelling, twerking, teasing, flexing, tossing the ball at me, laughing, and so on.
I just sat there and watched with an unpleasant look on my face.
"Jazmine, chill out it's just a game," I said as she laughed ever more and continued what she was doing.
"Oh Huey, don't be upset, it's okay to suck at something, you'll get better eventually," she said patting me on the shoulder as I rolled my eyes.
"Can we just go home?" I asked.
"Sure," she said grabbing my hand.
We ended up leaving the park and she kept laughing at me on the way home.
He tried to wash away all of the insecurities that she had about herself!
I was sitting on the couch with Jazmine once again sitting on me and I was stuck between her. The only thing different about this situation is that we were naked.
Jazmine was grinding on me and I had a good grip on her ass and hips. I was making sure she was staying good on her rhythm. She was lacking cause she kept trying to suck in her stomach and cover her breast.
"What shu doin'?" I asked as she looked taken back.
"Nothing," she nervously spoke.
"Then why you sucking in yo' stomach and trying to cover up parts of yo' body?" I asked as she stopped grinding on me.
"No reason," she answered.
"Then relax," I said as she looked a bit questionable about her decision.
She finally stopped holding in her stomach and covering parts of her body. Her posture was better than what she had it from before.
"What's been going on with you lately? You've been acting insecure about yo' body and everything," I pointed out.
"I don't know Hue, ever since we moved here my body has been drastically changing, and the last time it did that was when I was starting my period," she answered with her head down.
"What you mean drastically changing?" I asked.
"What I mean is I was looking at pictures from when we first moved here until now. My body ain't the same. I was skinny and curvy, but now I'm starting to get thick and I ain't even pregnant or on my period," she explained.
"What's wrong with being thick?" I asked wanting to know.
"I don't know, thick in this time frame is considered fat and I don't wanna be fat. My stomach is starting to look bloated and parts of my body are starting to have fat. For instance, my thighs, arms, breast, and ass. I'm not able to fit into some of my clothes like I was able to before. My uniform hugs my body the wrong way and people at work starting to think I'm trying to get attention," she exclaimed.
"I think I need to start losing weight before people get the wrong idea," she suggested.
"Look here are you trying to please yourself or everybody else?" I asked as she thought about it.
"I'm not really trying to impress anybody," she mumbled.
"Okay then don't try and change yo' self for them. If you're comfortable in yo' own skin then you're doing good. Plus I ain't complaining, so you definitely shouldn't be worried," I said as she snickered.
"Yeah you're right," she said smiling.
I smirked because I turned that sad face into a smiley face.
"Now, where were we?" I rhetorically as my dick twitched.
She leaned in to give me a heated kiss and I groped her ass.
I parted and asked: "You wanna take this to the bedroom?"
I whispered in her ear: "I can make those cheeks of yours quiver like I did last time." I smacked her ass and she started blushing.
"Huey, you know you can't handle this ass," she said testing me. "Oh really," I said groping her ass even more. "We'll see about that when yo' hands are chained up and you can't stop my pacing," I smirked.
"You ain't gonna have no choice but to take the dick. Regardless if we in our fifties and we're old, I'm still gonna know how to handle that ass of yours," I huskily spoke. I got myself off the couch with her still clinging to my body and I headed to the bedroom.
I'm going to have fun tonight!
She was there for the idiotic decisions he made!
"Are you sure you want to do this Huey?" Jazmine asked me as I sat down in a chair. I was in one of my coworker's garages because he asked me to do a favor for him. Since Jazmine was sick and I didn't go to work that day he was nice enough to cover my shift and let me keep the money.
I was offering to cover his shift but he told me there was no need.
He needed another favor from me. He said instead of covering his shift or paying him back the money, he wanted to give me a tattoo.
My coworker had aspired to be a tattoo artist and he always needed people to practice. I think he would have practiced on himself if the majority of his body wasn't covered with tattoos.
"Not really, but the bright side of this is him letting me choose what I want to get," I answered.
"I thought you never wanted tattoos because it made black men like you look thuggish," Jazmine reminded.
"Yes, but it depends on where you get it at and what type of tattoo you get. As long as it isn't stupid, thuggish, or silly I should be good," I defended.
"Okay, but if you're going with that moto, then what are you getting?" she asked.
"I don't know!" I simply answered as she frowned at me.
"Really?" she rhetorically asked.
"As a heart attack!" I immediately answered.
"Why'd you come if you don't agree with me getting a tattoo?" I asked as she lightened up her face. "I just want to be here just in case you do get it," she simply answered.
"Okay then do you have any suggestions on what I should get?" I asked as she started to think about it.
"You could go with something simple and get a heart," she suggested.
"Jazmine I'm not a girl, that just wouldn't look right," I said as she rolled her eyes.
"Then your name," she said giving me another option.
"What if I don't want anybody to know my name," I said going against it.
"Then get something in Chinese," she said as I frowned.
"See, now that's going to be something silly because it's going to have a weird saying on it," I said disagreeing.
"Well Huey I don't know, you're the one who's going to have to live with it for the rest of your life," she said as I sighed.
She's right and I might possibly not have enough money in the future to remove it so I had to be smart about my decision.
My coworker, Archy, had entered the room with the materials he needed for the session.
"Hey Freeman, you decided on what you wanted?" he asked as I became alert.
"Yeah, I decided," I quickly responded as he smiled.
"You decided that fast, what are you getting?" Jazmine asked wanting to know.
"I can't tell you, it's a secret," I said smiling as she gave me the look.
"What kind of secret?" she asked crossing her arms.
"A secret that is supposed to be kept to the beholder," I said having a smart remark.
"Whatever!" she said rolling her eyes.
"Umm, Ms. Freeman, if you don't mind, can you go into the other room in my house?" Archy nervously asked.
"Why?" Jazmine asked worriedly.
"It's just this is going to be my first time doing it on somebody and I'm a bit nervous. Knowing that you and Freeman are going to be watching is going to apply a little pressure on me," he nervously explained.
"Of course, I'll go into the other room. Just make sure he doesn't get anything stupid," Jazmine said as I frowned at her.
"And that would be?" Archy asked a bit confused.
"That would be gang signs, drugs, weapons, a language you're not fully aware of, political statements, racial slurs, cartoon characters, silly faces, any girl that name isn't Jazmine, and body parts," Jazmine exclaimed.
"Mrs. Freeman, respectfully, that's about almost everything on the list," Archy said struggling to cope with it.
"Yes, but in this society, you can easily be judged for certain symbols and I don't want my boyfriend being judged. He already has two strikes against him, we don't need a third one," she explained.
"Right, I'll make sure he picks an appropriate tattoo," Archy exclaimed as Jazmine smiled.
"Okay, thank you, Archy, good luck!" she said before leaving.
Archy looked at me and just smirked.
"You got a keeper! Most wives don't look out for their husbands like that. Especially when the two of you are an interracial couple," Archy said as I shook my head.
"Jazmine's not my wife yet," I said slightly shaking my head.
"She's not, I thought the two of you were married," Archy said mistaken.
"No, she literally said I was her boyfriend, but, hey, I don't blame you, I sometimes even get confused," I said correcting him.
"It's too bad she isn't your wife. You better claim her before someone else does," Archy warned.
"Hey, I said yet!" I reminded as he smirked and shook his head.
"Freeman do you know what you want?" he asked as I nodded.
In less than an hour, he was rubbing off some foam he put on my fresh tattoo. Then he put a seal over it. "Leave this on for 3-5 days and afterward make sure you put lotion on it," he instructed.
"Okay, noted!" I said.
I started to observe my tattoo: "I'm not gonna lie, you did a good job on this."
"Thanks, I did my best!" he smiled.
"Jazz he's finished," I yelled so she could hear me.
Not long after she rushed outside.
"What'd you get, what'd you get?" she questioned.
I held my wrist out for her to observe my tattoo and she said: "It looks nice, what does JF mean?"
"Justice Fellowship," I lied.
"Oh, okay, that's not so bad, you ready to go home?" she asked as I got out of my seat.
"Yeah," I answered grabbing her hand so we could leave.
JF actually meant Jazmine Freeman! It had a nice ring to it, but Archy was right, I needed to claim Jazmine. I knew I loved her and there wasn't anything stopping me from marrying her.
Our parents couldn't do anything about it and we were 18 years old, so I didn't see what was stopping me from asking.
She knew both of their labels in society and wasn't going to let him do anything too risky.
Jazmine and I were walking around the store to look for some medicine. Jazmine might have worked as a nurse but there were some things in the hospital she wasn't able to get her hands on.
It would be too risky because the hospital's patients would be at risk.
My allergies were acting up and I needed something to calm it down. We were at Walgreens since Walgreens had the medication. Jazmine and I were looking at Allegra, Claritin, Zyrtec, Cold Flu, and so on.
"God damn, these are all expensive," Jazmine said looking at the prices.
"No kidding," I said rubbing my nose.
"It cost $30 just to get a couple of pills," she exclaimed.
"And the liquid medicine," I added looking at the ones that were liquid.
"Yeah, that ain't in our budget," she said shaking her head.
"Yeah no shit," I said sniffling. I covered my nose with my sleeve and then sneezed.
"Huey stand in front of me on my right side," she instructed.
"Why?" I asked rubbing my nose.
"Just do it," she said as I rolled my eyes and stood in front of her on her right side.
Jazmine slightly opened her coat and she took from the shelf a box of Claritin and nasal spray. She put it in her coat and then closed it up as if nothing happened.
"Can you stand in front of me?" I asked as she shook her head.
"Why not?" I asked confused. It would be good if we got more medication so we wouldn't have to come back.
"Huey, you're black, they're going to try and hold you in-store if they find you stole anything," she informed.
"So," I said.
"So, I don't want a dead or imprisoned boyfriend, so I rather you go to the car first so they don't suspect anything from you," she explained as I sighed.
She was right! There was a white man at the counter and he looked as if he didn't like me when I entered the store.
I did as Jazmine said and left the store first so the guy wouldn't suspect anything. Jazmine came after me but she had something in her bag.
"What'd you buy? I thought you were stealing the medication," I asked confused. Not that I didn't mind that she paid for the medication.
"I did steal the medicine. I bought something so I could pass the scanner," she explained.
"Oh," I said.
"Now let's get home so you can take it," she said as I put the keys in to start the engine.
Smart!
He even started to consider starting a family with Jazmine.
It was a Sunday morning and Huey was chilling on the couch watching tv. Since he was off from work he decided to spend it doing nothing. Jazmine went to church with Mrs. Johnson and they were going to return soon.
Right on time, he could hear the locks on the door. They were soon opened to be met with Jazmine, Mrs. Johnson, and a baby Jazmine had in hand with a bag.
"Does she have nap time?" Jazmine asked.
"Yes, just make sure you keep her entertained because as soon as she go to sleep she gone be up all night long," Mrs. Johnson instructed. They were walking into the kitchen in their church clothes and Jazmine went and set the baby on the counter.
I arose from the couch to go see what was going on.
"Jazmine, what's happening here?" I asked referring to the baby.
"Oh, Huey, you're awake," Jazmine smiled.
"It's about time! Why didn't I see you at church this morning Huey?" Mrs. Johnson asked crossing her arms. She sounded like any old female in the family. Always trying to make me go to church.
"Cause it's my day off and I plan to rest," I answered.
"Boy, you need to be in the house of the Lord on Sundays," Mrs. Johnson preached.
"I'll see what I can do next time," I lied.
"Boy don't you lie to me, I know yo' behind not gonna be in church," she said already knowing I was lying.
"At least you're self-aware," I said as she rolled her eyes.
"I need you and Jazmine to take care of my grandbaby while I'm out," she said as I looked at her funny.
"Take care, where are you going?" I asked as she frowned at me.
"I'm going to play Bingo, go to the grocery store, and hang out with some of my friends," she answered.
"How come your grandbaby can't go with you?" I asked.
"Huey!" Jazmine snapped at me.
"Now look here I need a break. Her mama dropped her off at my house without giving me a heads up last night and I already had things to do today. Jazmine here was nice enough to watch her for today until I got back," Mrs. Johnson explained.
"What time do you plan on being back?" I asked.
"Well, Mr. Impatient, I'll be back around 6:30 so I can start dinner. I'm also gonna need help with that unless you wanna go to bed with an empty stomach tonight," Mrs. Johnson exclaimed as I sighed.
"Ok," I said.
"But I ain't good with taking care of kids, I can barely tolerate them," I warned.
"Well, you better learn today because if you gone keep fucking Jazmine like you were doing last night you better start preparing to be a daddy," Mrs. Johnson said as my mouth agape and Jazmine blushed.
I was surprised she cursed in front of her granddaughter but she looked to be the age not taking certain words into mind.
"Jazmine and I were not having sex last night," I lied as Mrs. Johnson looked as if she didn't believe me.
"Huey, I live right next door to you. These walls are very fragile. You're the reason my granddaughter woke up and caused me to have a lack of sleep last night," Mrs. Johnson exclaimed.
"You should have called, I would have been quieter," I said as she frowned at me.
"Jazmine, make sure Mackenzie doesn't take any naps, put anything in her mouth that's not food, don't feed her too much, and either let her play with stuffed animals, suck on her pacifier, or try to entertain her if she starts crying," Mrs. Johnson instructed.
"Yes ma'am," Jazmine said.
"And Huey, no smoking, trying to have sex, watching the news, or trying to fix up yo' car today. I don't want you trying to influence my grandbaby with your political beliefs," she said as I looked at her funny.
"Ok," I mumbled.
"If you guys need anything else other than what is in that bag, go to my house. The spare key is under the mushroom on my porch," she said.
"Now, I'm going to go, and I'm going to be back later this evening," she said grabbing her purse and fleeing from our house.
Jazmine immediately handed Mackenzie to me and I looked at her funny.
"What you giving the baby to me for?" I questioned.
"I need to go get out of my church clothes," she said.
"You can take Mackenzie with you. Last I check you volunteered to do this," I said as she frowned at me.
"Huey quit being smart and help take care of Mackenzie. Your daddy skills are off to a bad start," she said as I sighed. She left towards our bedroom and I heard the shower turn on. She's gonna be in there for a while.
I looked at Mackenzie who was wide awake and she was staring at me.
"I guess it's just me and you," I said. Then I felt some soggy and it had an unpleasant smell.
"You chose to go to the bathroom at this time?" I asked as she giggled. I think she knew what she was doing.
I sighed and went to go look into her baby bag to find a diaper and mask.
Sadly there was no mask included in the bag.
I grabbed a plastic rug and set it down on the floor so I could change her.
I will say, this was one of the most difficult tasks I ever had. I didn't think changing and cleaning a baby can be so difficult. They like to giggle, laugh, and use the diaper again after you just changed it.
After getting Mackenzie all cleaned up I decided to go wash my hands and turn the channel. She was sitting in my lap watching Smurfs with me. Surprisingly she was very quiet. I expected her to cry but she was quiet.
For some odd reason, she kept staring at me and trying to reach out to touch my face and hair.
"No no, this is not meant for touching. You'll soon understand that when you grow up because you're most likely not gonna want people to touch your hair," I said moving her hand away.
She made a sad face and she was about to start crying, which I didn't want to happen so I let her touch my hair. She kept hitting and pulling on it. That was the worse mistake I have ever made.
I was glad when she stopped touching it. I'm pretty sure she pulled some of it out.
She looked back at the tv and when she had seen Gargamel appear on screen she started crying.
"Oh don't cry! It's just a bad man, don't worry he's going to go away at the end, I think," I said as she cried even more. I started to bounce her up and down so she could calm down and Mackenzie was holding on tight to me.
She started to calm down when I was rubbing her back.
I heard the door open to reveal Jazmine who had on a robe and her hair was wet.
"What happen, I heard crying," she said worriedly.
"It's okay, she was just crying cause she had seen Gargamel," I said as Jazmine watched Mackenzie cling to me.
"Oh poor baby," she said changing her tone.
"Did that evil old man scare you?" she asked as Mackenzie slightly nodded her head.
"You want Jazzy to hold you?" Jazmine asked holding out her hands as Mackenzie shook her head and clung on to me tighter.
"I guess someone is attached," Jazmine smiled.
"Oh please," I said gently patting Mackenzie's back.
"I was wrong about you Huey, maybe you are cut out to be a dad," she said mistaken.
"Umm no," I disagreed.
"Yes you are, you're just in denial of it, but someday you'll change your mind," she said before going back to our room.
I sighed!
Am I cut out to be a dad?
Huey was in front of a large gate that lead to a huge mansion. He was gripping his steering wheel and he took a deep breath.
He rolled down his window and reached out to push a button that connected to the house. I guess it was a doorbell.
"Hello!" a deep voice said on the other line.
"Hello is Dr. James Anderson here?" Huey asked.
"This is he, who is this?" James asked.
"It's Huey, Huey Freeman," Huey answered.
"Oh, Huey, long time no see," James said changing his tone.
"What brings you here?" he asked.
"I need to talk to you about something," Huey simply asked looking down.
"Oh, okay, well let me open the gates. I'll see you at the front," James said getting off the line.
Not long after the gates open. Huey took his foot off the brake and started towards James' mansion.
Thank you for reading!