Forbidden Love

The next morning I woke up tangled with Liam and Vera on the couch. Meanwhile, my other siblings were asleep on the floor. It was clear that none of them had woken up yet, since they were all snoring.

I got up from the couch and stared at them, debating on whether I should scare them awake or be mature and make them up normally. Eventually the childish side of me took over like it always does when it comes to my siblings.

“Eeeeek!” I shrieked, waiting for chaos to unfold.

Everyone woke up with a start, and even Jada sat straight up with her hands out as if she was trying to shoo off the devil. I cackled at their confused expressions, not being able to hold my laughter in.

“Good morning, everyone! I hope you guys all had a good night’s sleep,” I said innocently.

“Are you trying to get beat up? Cause it really seems like that right now. I got a whole ass headache and you think you can just keep playing around like that?” Sara began saying as she picked herself up from the floor.

“Oh, hell no. Not in my house. You all can go ahead and leave so I can do the things I need to do before mom’s dinner,” Lin said. She got herself off of the ground and was stretching.

“You’re not even gonna call me a taxi? Damn, I wonder where the manners mom taught you went…” my voice trailed off.

Lin looked at me with her head tilted, probably contemplating to help Sara beat my ass. Before they could beat me up, Vera spoke up and offered to drive me home.

I had to go grocery shopping, do laundry, and clean my apartment before 7 PM so I could go over to my mom’s house and have dinner with my whole family. It was a routine where we would have dinner at our mom’s house every month, so we could spend quality time with each other.

Some of my siblings moved hours away from the town we live in, so aren’t really able to see that often but, of course, we still facetime every now and then. The point of the dinner was so everyone could get together and spend time with each other.

I got into the car with Vera and thankfully, she let me have the aux. I played a soft R&B playlist so I wouldn’t annoy her or make her headache worse. We had a light conversation until she pulled up to my complex, where she practically kicked me out of the car saying that she would pick me up at 6:30.

two before I closed the journal and

was the first thing on the list since I just had to put my clothes in the washer. If my mom saw me putting the light clothes with the dark ones,

then cleaned the stove of all residue and organized my cabinets. Once I finished cleaning

even die from it. It took me a bit longer to finish cleaning the bathroom

to put my clothes from the washing machine to the drier, then proceeded to

hour long break since it was just 2 PM. I sat on the couch and ended

to bring a list of all the things I

unhealthy eater, but that was just because the vegetables were cheap when you buy them in multi-packs

my list and looked at everything I needed. Absentmindedly, I scratched my hair under the bonnet

face. I bought very little things but somehow, the total was over 100 dollars.

the rest of the time online looking for activities that my students would like to do. Eventually, I got lost in the sea of

the parent-teacher conferences. I still needed to practice my professional voice since I couldn’t afford to lose my job over cussing out a student’s parents. Hopefully they won’t even come though. Lord knows they don’t ever make time for their kids and therefore have no reason or right to come up into my classroom

pick up Jasmine. And from what Jasmine said, and how she acted around him, it seemed like he cares a lot for her and she loved him. But what about

her mom’s a bad influence so for now, I was just gonna have to make sure that Jasmine ate food and

kids as if they were my own, I thought, chuckling a bit as I stepped out

got dressed into a light colored top and black jeans with my new knee-high boots that I got from an Etsy shop. I put on some silver jewelry then put my hair up into a high puff. Just as I finished dressing up, I heard

it was Vera. She never calls or texts me when she arrives at

and into Vera’s car. Vera was wearing slightly oversized blue pants with a black oversized shirt. Her hair was in a bun with two strips of her hair

her. She really knew how to

your seat belt,” she sassily replied,

me to never compliment you again,” I