Chapter 20
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I woke up again with Jevan's arm around me like a protective shield. The room was in complete darkness now, the only source of light were the diamonds in the ceiling.
I stirred, wondering what time it was. I reached for my cell phone in my pocket.
5:30 A.M!!!!
"5:30 A.M!! But this means we've sent the entire night here. My mother is going to kill me! Jevan, wake up. We have to leave!"
Jevan stirred, opening his sleepy eyes. "Huh?"
"We slept here. My mother is going to be home any minute now. We have to hurry. She's going to skin me alive!"
I was in panicking mode.
"Calm down. We'll leave right now."
He got out of the bed half naked and...
'Damn! He looks good! When did he take his shirt off though?
His body is like the perfect sculpture that belongs on the world's largest display for all to see.'
"Blossom, are you coming?"
Shaking myself from the trance I was in, we headed to the door and out of the hotel. His car was already waiting on him. We got in and he drove us homeward.
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Fear was an understatement when I saw my mother waiting in the doorway to the entrance of our house. Angry written in red on her face. Even Jevan noticed her expression.
"I'm getting out with you," he said. We slowly got out of his car and walked towards the belly of the beast.
"Good morning ma," I greeted. She looked at her wristwatch without answering.
"Good morning Mrs. Wright. Blossom and I...." but my mother held up her hand, stopping his speech.
I swallowed.
"Ma, we were out for a while and lost track of time. We're sorry. It's not going to happen again."
"You damn right it's not going to happen again because you're to end this so-call relationship. IMMEDIATELY!" Her last word shot out like a bullet, making both Jevan and I flinched.
"Ma, you can't do this." I tried to stand my ground.
"You're lucky we're in America and discipline is more like abuse here, but you just continue to push it and watch how fast I'll slap the melanin off you!"
"Mrs. Wright, that's unnecessary. I'm no stranger to your daughter or you. Why try to tear us apart?" Jevan cut in.
"You've contaminated my daughter! I can smell you all over her! She's fighting in school over you, talking back to me and disobeying my orders when I tell her to stay at home! I'm not going to allow my only child to fall prey to rich boys like you.
All you do is take pity on the poor and twist us around your fingers but not today! You're to stay away from Blossom."
"As you wish ma'am," Jevan said and turned to leave.
My heart burst and tears flooded my eyes.
"Jevan! No! Don't listen to her!" I cried after him and grabbed him by the arm.
"Blossom, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I've got you into trouble with your mom but maybe she's right."
"No! She's not right! This isn't fair! She can't do this to us."
"She's your mom."
"I know that but she doesn't know a damn thing about us!"
"Blossom Wright! That's enough! Get inside this house before I drag you in it by your hair!" my mother shouted at me.
"Go inside," Jevan spoke in my ear.
"Nooooo," I cried, still latching onto his arm. I heard the footsteps of my mother approaching.
Jevan brushed my hands away but I wasn't having it, however, my mother firmly grabbed me when she reached me and did exactly what she said she was going to do.
She then took my cell phone and threw it after Jevan, shattering it on the pavement before him.
"Get off my property before I call the cops!" She yelled at him and pushed me inside before shutting the door after her.
I screamed and ran to the window to peer outside. I saw him sitting in his car, staring right back at me with the saddest expression I've ever seen on a person.
"I'm so sorry," he mouthed.
"I love you," I mouth back.
I dropped to the floor when he started his car and hit the accelerator. Like flash, he was gone.
Jevan's POV
I stormed through my bedroom and threw myself face down on the bed. Exhaling a loud sigh, I thought about Blossom and how she must be feeling right now all because of me.
A single tear fell but was instantly soaked up by the bed sheets.
A knock came on the bedroom door. I quickly looked up and saw my mother standing there with a concern look on her beautiful face.
"Are you okay, sweetie?" she asked, coming closer to me and sitting beside me on the bed.
I sat up and nodded.
"You weren't here last night. Your father and I were worried. Where were you?"
"I was out with Blossom. I took her shopping and then we went to one of aunt Emily's hotel. I should have called or text you. Time just caught up to us and we woke up this morning."
"Sounds entertaining. But why are you sad now?"
There was no hiding the sadness from my expression.
"It's Blossom's mom. I got Blossom in trouble by staying out all night and now her mother doesn't want me to be with her.
She thinks I've contaminated her daughter and that I'm responsible for Blossom's now rebel behaviour," I explained.
"Well, are you?"
"Maybe I am. But all I want is for Blossom to stand up for herself, mom. She's so kind and sweet. I don't want people to take advantage of her."
My mother nodded as she listened to everything I had to say.
"And I took her shopping. I couldn't even give her stuff," I added.
