25
Skye
I t had been a week since my mother’s funeral and I was beginning to return to normal. Accepting that she was gone was a challenge but I was determined to get through it. I had to take Quan’s advice and live my life in a way that would make her proud.
And since her death, there has been a heap of drama with her husband. This nigga wanted the house and the money, which was not going to happen. For all we know, he pushed her down the stairs. He was the one that found her and it’s not like my mother was clumsy.
Despite the family drama and grieving my mother’s death, I needed to get back on the ball with school. Today I was going to one of the Mocha Hut locations by my school to meet up with a classmate named Phonte. Phonte had agreed to take notes and record lectures for me so that I didn’t fall behind.
I met him a couple of years ago in school and I always knew he had a little crush on me, but he wasn’t my type. He was too scrawny and I liked my men muscular, like my bae Quan. Even though we never dated, he had been a pretty good friend when it came to school work.
Last year he had surgery on his ACL and I took notes for him, so this time around, he was there to help me.
I parked my car in front of the café. I had never been to this particular location, but this one was a midway point for Phonte and I. The thought of running into Quan here crossed my mind since he owned the chain. But according to him, he mostly spent time at his headquarters out in Silver Spring.
Speaking of Quan, things were going well. He had truly been my rock through this entire ordeal with my mother. I couldn’t have wished for a better man. He was sexy, his pipe game was on point, and he was wealthy. The nigga had no problems dropping money on me. I could honestly say I was falling in love with him.
“Wsup Fly Skye!” Phonte greeted when I walked through the door. He threw his arms around me in a friendly hug.
“What’s up with you?” I asked, breaking away from him before sitting across from him.
“Nothing much. I got you a vanilla latte with soy milk, just how you like it,” he said, pointing at a cup on the table.
“Thank you so much! That was really sweet of you.”
“It’s the least I could do. How are you holding up?”
“I’m getting there. I’m taking it one day at a time.”
“That’s good. Here are the notes and recordings from the lectures.” He handed me a notebook and a recorder.
“I’ll listen to the lectures and get this back to you as soon as possible. You don’t know how much of blessing this has been.”
“Take your time, Skye. I don’t need it back. I was there. I remember everything.” He laughed.
“Okay, I’m going to hold you to that.”
“Whatever happened to that girl you used to hang with, Aoki?” he asked me, souring my mood in the process. I hadn’t thought about that bitch in weeks.
“Hell if I know. We aren’t friends anymore. Why?”
“I was wondering if you could put in a good word for me. She was pretty. Not as beautiful as you, but you know she was bad.” He grinned.
Jealousy slapped me in the face as I heard him express attraction to Aoki. But it shouldn’t have mattered. For one, I had a man. And secondly, I had been turning him down for the last couple of years. Therefore, I had no reason to be jealous.
“Find her on Facebook, because we don’t speak anymore.” I wrinkled up my nose in annoyance.
“Skye and Phonte?” I heard a woman say our names, breaking the jealous trance I was in. When I looked up, I could see that it was Professor Gaines standing above us.
“Hi Professor Gaines,” we both said in unison.
“How are you doing, Skye? I’m so sorry to hear about your loss. Whatever you need from me to help you complete this semester, let me know and I will work on it.”
“Thank you Professor Gaines. I’m really working on staying on top of my studies. Phonte has been taking notes and recording lectures.”
“That’s amazing. I expect the best from you two. You all are some of my best students.”
“Thanks,” Phonte replied to her compliment.
“What brings you here? Are you grading papers tonight?” I asked, while pointing to her briefcase.
“No. I’m helping my husband do some inventory tonight,” she replied.
“Your husband manages this place?” Phonte asked.
“No, he owns it. He owns this entire chain,” she said proudly with a smile that stretched from ear to ear.
Her husband owned it? Did Quan lie to me about owning these restaurants?
“In fact, here he is now. He just walked in. Baby, come here,” she said, waving her husband over. And when I turned to see who it was, my heart shattered in a gazillion pieces.
I felt like vomiting and passing out right then and there. Her husband was the man I was falling in love with, Quan.
“These are my students Skye and Phonte. They are some of the brightest young minds I’ve had come through my classroom.” She spoke highly of us. But my tongue was paralyzed. I couldn’t even speak.
“Nice to meet you,” Quan said, extending his hand to Phonte first before he shook mine.
He looked right through me, like he didn’t even know me. If it weren’t for the fire burning in me, I would have cried. How could he do this to me? How could I not know? I had spent the night at his place several times. He called and texted me all hours of the day. He spent a lot of money on me. It never dawned on me that he would be married.
What the fuck?! Was Aoki right? Are all men cheaters? And I was the stupid bitch getting played…
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