If it were up to Coco, she would never see her mother. She was an embarrassment and according to Coco, a threat to society. All her mother did was perpetuate a stereotype of Black women and Coco didn’t want any part of it.
Now she was forced to see her mother. She swore her father didn’t love her.
“Oh, will you smile for Christ’s sake?” Delilah harrumphed as she applied her MAC lipstick.
Coco forced a small grin but it quickly faded away. She wanted to believe that her mother wanted to spend some time with her and have some deep conversation about life, politics, and love. But no, that wouldn’t be. Not with the paparazzi conveniently stationed near their table and a few more across the street at the local Starbucks. While her mother was “web famous”, she didn’t command the same attention as someone like Jennifer Lawrence, or one of the Hemsworth brothers.
It only made sense that Delilah called the paps. “So they can get a good shot?” Coco asked.
Delilah stopped applying her lipstick and narrowed her eyes at her only daughter. “Yes.”
“No, that’s okay,” Coco took a sip of water and glanced down at her phone. “I’m not giving them another reason.”
“Another reason for what?”
“To think you’re mother of the year.”
Delilah smacked her lips one last time and put away her lipstick. She opened up the menu and perused over the items. “Why oh why must you be so damn ungrateful?”
Coco had to bite back a severe eye roll. Her? Ungrateful? She was very appreciative of what Susan has done for her, stepping in as the role of mother when Delilah abandoned it. She was very grateful of her father, who could probably count many nights when Coco soaked his shoulders with her tears, asking him why her mother doesn’t love her. And Coco was thankful for her little brother and sister, who showed her the true meaning of unconditional love.
Delilah, on the other hand, could go kick rocks. “Why are we having lunch today, Delilah?” Coco asked. “You never did say what was so urgent.”
“I just wanted to see my only daughter. Damn! Is that a crime?” She snickered.
Coco felt a steady rage build within her and took a sip of ice water to quiet it. “Fine. You saw me. Thank you.” Coco got up to leave.
Delilah grabbed Coco’s wrist and put a death grip on it. “After all I have been through to get this lunch date, you better stay put.”
“If you know what’s best for you, I suggest you let go of my arm before I really get ghetto in this bitch.” Coco warned.
Soul Infinity Crew #1 – Discovery – will be out later this summer (finally!)