11:11 by Rosè Dior

11:11 by Rosè Dior

Author:Rosè Dior [Dior, Rosè]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: B. Love Publications
Published: 2022-07-24T00:00:00+00:00


“I wish I was there! Oh my gosh, I know you killed it!” I yelled excitedly while on FaceTime with Izzy.

“As always. How’s Nana?” he asked, going into the bathroom and shutting the door for privacy.

I sighed. “She’s okay. She had a mild heart attack, and she’s still out of it, but the doctors said she’ll be okay. I don’t know what caused her to have a heart attack, but thank God she’s still with us.”

“Absolutely. I’m going to call her before I go to bed tonight. What’s the word with Nick?” he asked, biting his bottom lip.

“I’m going to let her tell you, but just know that it didn’t go well as I predicted.”

“She can’t go back there, Ma.”

“Izzy, I know. But I don’t have room for her here, and I don’t think I’m comfortable enough to let her stay here long. She can stay here until she contacts her grandmother though.”

“Where is she now?”

“In the kitchen eating.”

“She can stay in the basement. There’s plenty of room for her down there. Just until she heads to college.”

“Isaiah! Have you gone mad? I can’t take care of her. I would love to help her, but I just can’t right now.”

“I can get her whatever she needs.” I rolled my eyes. I swear he was just too passionate sometimes, and while it was a good thing, it could also be a bad thing. Izzy loved to go hard for something he was very passionate about, but there was no way I could let her live with me for five months.

“No, Izzy. Why are you doing all of this? She isn’t your responsibility. I know you may like her, but I can’t allow this. I’m sorry.”

“I don’t like her like that, but she’s been through a lot. She has people around the hood clowning her for being—different. I’m just trying to help somebody that’s in need. And I know your heart. You care too.”

“I may care, but that doesn’t mean I have to add another problem on my plate.”

He shook his head. “I kicked it with Asanti Lewis today,” he said, changing the subject.

“What? How?” My face frowned in confusion.

“He came to L.A. Apparently Pops asked him if he would meet me before I left. We kicked it, and he gave me some game… Why you looking like that?”

“Nothing… no reason. Just wanted to know how that was possible. Your dad didn’t tell me he knew him personally.”

“Well, he doesn’t, per say. Asanti said they played cards together the other night, and he asked him if he’d come by and see me off. He couldn’t make it, but he came out to see us play instead.”

“Wow. Does he know I’m your mother?” I had to know. I was hoping he didn’t because that would make this situation seem awkward.

“Nah, I mean I was gon’ hook y’all up, but I see Dad trying to come back home,” Izzy jested. I snorted a laugh.

“He can try all he wants… I don’t know if I’m ready for him to come back just for him to leave again.



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