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record companies in the nation, but his mother saw past all of that. She saw what God saw, and prayed fervently that one day his own eyes would be open.
“Ma! Where you at?” he yelled walking into the house. He threw his keys on the table beside the door and dropped his overnight bag on the floor. In that moment, he didn’t know why he had even bothered to take an overnight bag because he didn’t stay overnight.
The whole ride to the hotel, Naja talked his ear off and was asking question after question. The conversation had no depth to it and for the first time, Qyree noticed that. He had never been the one to care if a conversation was deep or not between him and a woman. It simply didn’t matter. All he needed was to get to that heavenly place and chuck up the deuces once he was done. Since the first day he had ran back into Chey on the campus all the way up until that very moment, she had been on his mind like no other woman had. Because of that, when he pulled up to the hotel and checked in, he gave Naja the key, told her to go on up and he would meet her, and he got in his car and left. She blew his phone up with text after text and voicemail after voicemail, until he finally got tired of it and blocked her number as he headed home.
“You’re back early. How did everything go?” his mother said coming around the corner. There was something different about her than before he left. Her eyes were clear and twinkling, but there was something else in them that he couldn’t figure out what it was. She had obviously pulled herself together but it was out of her character. Instead of touching on that right then, he filled her in.
“Yea, I wasn’t trying to stay down there until tomorrow. But the show went better than I expected. I signed this male and female R&B duo and another rapper who I know will put me in line to be Senior A&R of the company,” he said but his voice lacked excitement. This had been one of his lifelong dreams as far as he could remember, so to see him not the least bit amped was out of character.
“Aren’t you happy? This is what you have been wanting for the longest,” she said walking over to him and ushering him into the living room for them to sit.
“Yes and no. I mean, yes, because it’s my dream but no, because even if I get it, who besides you will share in this moment with me?” he told her and she immediately knew what he was thinking.
For so many years she had heard her husband teach their son that he didn’t need one woman in his life, he needed many. Although it hurt her, she had no one to blame but herself because she stayed and allowed it. All Zaria wanted was for her son to grow up with both of his parents when she found out she was pregnant with him. It was before Jaxon had started being flat out disrespectful with his indiscretions, and once it hit the fan that she felt like it was too late for her. But at that moment, she felt like God was answering her prayers by speaking to her son’s heart.
“So what else happened at the show?” Zaria asked and his face began to light up. There had to be a woman involved but right now wasn’t the time for her to ask him. She would just wait until he was ready to spill the beans.
“Awww man, Ma, let me tell you who I ran into,” he said, getting hyped. “Remember that time you and Dad came out to Cali to visit me at school and I introduced you to my tutor named—”
“Cheynese,” his mother finished for him, throwing him for a loop. How in the world did she know he was talking about her and better yet, how could she remember her off the top of her head like that? He knew that he had asked if she remembered, but he had planned on her telling him no and he would have to jog her memory.
“I remember her like I met her thirty seconds ago,” she smiled.
Looking at his mother he was at a loss for words until she spoke again.
“What about her?”
“I saw her before the show when I was finalizing everything at the
“Ma! Where you at?” he yelled walking into the house. He threw his keys on the table beside the door and dropped his overnight bag on the floor. In that moment, he didn’t know why he had even bothered to take an overnight bag because he didn’t stay overnight.
The whole ride to the hotel, Naja talked his ear off and was asking question after question. The conversation had no depth to it and for the first time, Qyree noticed that. He had never been the one to care if a conversation was deep or not between him and a woman. It simply didn’t matter. All he needed was to get to that heavenly place and chuck up the deuces once he was done. Since the first day he had ran back into Chey on the campus all the way up until that very moment, she had been on his mind like no other woman had. Because of that, when he pulled up to the hotel and checked in, he gave Naja the key, told her to go on up and he would meet her, and he got in his car and left. She blew his phone up with text after text and voicemail after voicemail, until he finally got tired of it and blocked her number as he headed home.
“You’re back early. How did everything go?” his mother said coming around the corner. There was something different about her than before he left. Her eyes were clear and twinkling, but there was something else in them that he couldn’t figure out what it was. She had obviously pulled herself together but it was out of her character. Instead of touching on that right then, he filled her in.
“Yea, I wasn’t trying to stay down there until tomorrow. But the show went better than I expected. I signed this male and female R&B duo and another rapper who I know will put me in line to be Senior A&R of the company,” he said but his voice lacked excitement. This had been one of his lifelong dreams as far as he could remember, so to see him not the least bit amped was out of character.
“Aren’t you happy? This is what you have been wanting for the longest,” she said walking over to him and ushering him into the living room for them to sit.
“Yes and no. I mean, yes, because it’s my dream but no, because even if I get it, who besides you will share in this moment with me?” he told her and she immediately knew what he was thinking.
For so many years she had heard her husband teach their son that he didn’t need one woman in his life, he needed many. Although it hurt her, she had no one to blame but herself because she stayed and allowed it. All Zaria wanted was for her son to grow up with both of his parents when she found out she was pregnant with him. It was before Jaxon had started being flat out disrespectful with his indiscretions, and once it hit the fan that she felt like it was too late for her. But at that moment, she felt like God was answering her prayers by speaking to her son’s heart.
“So what else happened at the show?” Zaria asked and his face began to light up. There had to be a woman involved but right now wasn’t the time for her to ask him. She would just wait until he was ready to spill the beans.
“Awww man, Ma, let me tell you who I ran into,” he said, getting hyped. “Remember that time you and Dad came out to Cali to visit me at school and I introduced you to my tutor named—”
“Cheynese,” his mother finished for him, throwing him for a loop. How in the world did she know he was talking about her and better yet, how could she remember her off the top of her head like that? He knew that he had asked if she remembered, but he had planned on her telling him no and he would have to jog her memory.
“I remember her like I met her thirty seconds ago,” she smiled.
Looking at his mother he was at a loss for words until she spoke again.
“What about her?”
“I saw her before the show when I was finalizing everything at the
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