The Unexpected

Chapter 8

Chi Brooklyn Monroe

                                      {May 14, 2021}

   Irritation had gotten the best of me once I realized after the fourth try that sleep was out of the option. Treasure, was fully awake at four in the morning. I had no problem since she wasn't doing too much damn moving that was painful she respected her mother's wishes. I just craved some sleep at the moment.

Since the day had started at seven in the morning I've been up with ideas. I couldn't stay in bed any longer with a grand idea so I decided to do my everyday morning routine, fixing myself a healthy breakfast, gave myself some time to write down the idea on paper and craft it before actually typing it up. I hadn't realized that I spent six hours straight on my project with of course going to the bathroom, getting some snacks from the kitchen and that was it. Afterwards I still had some energy so to the park I went.

I slide into my slippers that were sitting right along side of my bed before getting out of bed and heading upfront to the living room. Paper from earlier had been scatter on the coffee table, I take the time to fix them up into one pile and sitting them onto the left corner of the coffee table. Exhausted ran through me as I sat down feeling relieved to be off my still sore and swollen feet from the park walk I'd done earlier.

Sitting alone without anything playing could only last for so long before my hand was reaching for the tv remote, turning on the tv and settling for whatever played.

It was a good thing I didn't skip through the channel like I'm sometimes doing. What came up next had me ready to night camp in the living room.

The movie had to be at least twenty minutes in before knocking had been heard from my front door. I turn the tv down, waiting patiently in the silence to hear it again. Seconds later a solid, loud knock comes onto the door again. I check my phone seeing that it was officially five in the morning. My eyebrows scrunched together trying to think who in their right minds would be up at five in the morning and especially coming to my house.

Curiously I head to my front door. I skipped out on the process of checking my little peephole. The one window that would allow me to see out-front into my driveway had been blocked because of a little tree. Cautiously, I unlock the locks, slowly opening my front door.

Oxygen had been knocked right out of me as I stare him in his eyes, as he'd done the same. His wild, thick, long, jet black hair roamed all over his large head into a Afro. One that was beautiful and held mysterious secrets like a deep forest. His low, hooded eyes told me that he'd been sleep, his mouth held no type of knowledge that he was either happy or worried to see me. His whole face was just stale with no type of emotion. It was hard to tell anything with him.

I clear the lump that had suddenly appear in my throat. " What are you doing here Gionni ? It's like five in the morning." The skyline behind him had begin to show the early morning sunlight. " They allowed me to take a short break for the bet awards. I thought I could come over to check on you and the baby."

" At five in the morning ?" He nods. I suppress the smirk that would have come out. Instead I step to the side allowing him to come in. He wasted no time, moving those long legs into my house. I close and lock the door back, turning around to be greeted with his chest, slowly my head rises to meet his face.

" Come let's head to the living room." I take the lead since this is his first time in my house. He's known where I lived but never actually stepped foot inside my house.

" This shit tight." He speaks behind me.

" Thanks. I try my best to keep up with some of the fashion and to give my house a new decor every once in a while." I take a seat on my couch with him doing the same, looking around. I didn't mind at all since I'd gotten used to him checking his surroundings. That was one that I admired about him, always being on his p's and q's.