Big Girls Drama by Tresser Henderson

friend Meena, remember? Her mom brought her over here to talk about this project we’re working on together,” he lied.
    Meena stepped up to speak to the woman.
    â€œHello, Mrs. Bennett. It’s good to see you again.”
    Again? I thought. How many times has this woman seen my daughter?
    Meena continued, “This is my mom, Sonya Gordon. Mom, this is Mrs. Bennett.”
    â€œPlease, call me Leann. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” she said courteously. “Meena is such a wonderful young lady.”
    â€œThank you,” was all I could say as I watched my daughter do some of the best acting I’d ever seen. My daughter, a wonderful young lady? I thought. She was when she wanted to be, but here, lately, we were bumping heads like crazy. The young lady she was referring to was a disrespectful teen in my eyes. I guess my child knew how to act with other adults, so that was a plus.
    â€œWe’re sorry to stop by around dinnertime. Forgive me for that. I just needed to talk to him about this project because you know we are trying to get a good grade on it,” Meena continued.
    â€œYour dedication is refreshing. I hope it rubs off on my son,” she said, playfully hitting him.
    â€œOuch.”
    â€œCorbin, you know I raised you better than this. You could have at least invited our guests in,” his mom reprimanded.
    â€œIt’s okay. We have to get home. It’s getting late, and I need to get back to working on our project,” Meena lied. “It was good seeing you again, Mrs. Bennett. Corbin, I’ll see you at school.”
    â€œNo doubt,” he replied.
    â€œIt was a pleasure meeting you, Ms. Gordon,” Mrs. Bennett said to me.
    â€œLikewise.”
    â€œMaybe next time, you can come in and sit for a bit.”
    â€œMaybe next time. You have a good night.”
    Mrs. Bennett smiled, tenderly grabbing her son by the hand and walking him into their home as Meena linked her arm with mine and led me to the car.
    â€œI know you did that so I wouldn’t put your boy on blast.”
    â€œMom, please. Just leave this alone. I’ve learned my lesson. There was no need to get him in trouble.”
    I didn’t know about that. As a parent, I should have brought this subject up to his mom, but I didn’t. I guess I was too amazed at how the two of them finagled the conversation to fit their needs. Then again, maybe it was because I didn’t want her being disappointed in a child that was obviously unappreciative of what his parents were doing for him. The news of him dealing drugs would have devastated her. She was so gracious, and I didn’t want to bring that heartache to her. So the incident would remain between the three of us. I hoped I wasn’t making a mistake by not saying anything. As much as Meena told me she learned her lesson, I wasn’t sure exactly what lesson was she referring to. All I knew was the lesson that she learned from me today was that I wasn’t a parent who would always let things slide. She may get smart and roll her eyes sometimes, but today, she learned I was a tad bit crazy and had no qualms about embarrassing her if the need came up. So for now, I’d won this battle, but little did I know the war that was coming soon.

Kellie
    10
    This had to be the worst day of my life. I mean, seriously, I didn’t think my day could get worse, but I was wrong. When the pain from my nail digging in my skin let me know I was indeed up and wasn’t dreaming, I knew the scene unfolding before me was actually happening. There sat Jeffrey on the edge of our bed, leaning back on his elbows with head back as far as he could take it, enjoying the lips that surrounded his dick. My mint-green silk curtains were pulled closed like he was trying to hide his indiscretion, as my aroma therapy candles flickered in the background.
    I don’t know if I screamed, yelled, called his name, or just cried out in