There was something wrong, Macy wasn’t kissing me back. I pulled away and looked her in the eye.
“What’s wrong?”
“Your mom doesn’t like me, it’s just..” Macy said quietly
“What?”
“I-it sometimes seems like no one likes me, and your mom is just one more person who…..”
“Shhh.” I hushed, holding her and stroking her perfect black hair.
“I love you.” I whispered.
I held her tighter.
“It just doesn’t feel right if your mom doesn’t like me and you do.”
_What can i say to her that’ll make her realize?
I let go of her and whispered straight in her ear.
“If I have you, and my mom doesn’t like you….Screw her. I would chose you over her any damn day.”
I took a step back and smiled. I gave her a quick kiss.
“Does it matter what my mom thinks now?”