Brown-Eyed Heaven

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Zack almost couldn’t believe his eyes. His father was cheating on his mother with Jessica!

“Hey, Tristan, man, you won’t believe this! My father is over there, cheating with Jessica in public,” Zack was pissed.

Tristan turned to where Chad and Jessica stood. They had their arms wrapped around each other and smooching. Then Tristan looked at Zack.

“Zack, homie, he’s just being a man. That’s all there is to it. Nothing foul here.”

“Are you serious, bro? This is my father cheating on my mother with his mistress! I don’t like it at all. I’m going over there to have a chat with him,” Zack began to walk to where his father and Jessica were.

“Zack, come on. He’s just having fun. Stop being so quick to get offended,” Tristan caught up with him, trying to pull him back.

“How would you feel if that was your father cheating on your mother in public? Bro, don’t tell me how to feel about my family,” Zack gave him the side-eye.

“You know what I mean, man. I don’t care nor do I know what my father be doing. He might be cheating on my mother too. That man has always been a player!” Tristan laughed.

“This shit not funny, man! Let go of my arm! I’m going to give him a piece of my mind,” Zack broke free of Tristan’s grasp and walked on.

DaShawn walked over to where Tristan stood, gazing at Zack.

“What the hell happened here?” DaShawn asked.

Tristan scoffed. “Zack sees his father kissing Jessica over there and it pissed him off.”

DaShawn nodded. “Whoa, ok, I’m going to remain quiet now.”

Zack walked in front of his father and Jessica. “What are you doing here, Dad? This was our yacht party this weekend.”

Chad looked at Zack with dazed eyes and drank from his whiskey bottle. “I’m partying and having a good time! This is my yacht, Zack,” Chad was slightly slurring his speech.

“Mrs. Jessica, can I talk to my father in private?”

“Uh, um, sure, Zack. I’ll be waiting over here near the lanai, Chad,” Jessica walked off.

“Dad, why are you cheating on my mother in public. You are a public figure and the tabloids are going to have a field day with this.”

“I don’t give a damn about tabloids, Zack! I’m having the time of my life. I don’t get why you over here all in my business. You don’t see me bothering you kids over there. Listen, I’m about to keep it real, your mother is not giving me what I want. Our sex life sucks, Zack. So of course, I’m going to get it elsewhere, put yourself in my position!” Chad beckoned to Jessica to come back by his side.

“Wow, Dad. I don’t even know what to say about any of this.”

“Then don’t. I’m horny as hell and I need sex, okay. I need fresh pussy!” Chad laughed then continued, “Come on my love darling!” he continued to drink his whiskey.

“I’ll be right back, honey,” Jessica walked toward the restrooms.

Several young women quickly walked over to Chad, leaving their boyfriends and husbands by themselves. They were asking for selfies, autographs, hugs, and handshakes.

Chad gave them what they wanted while continuing to drink his whiskey. He wrapped his arms around two of the bikini-clad women and smiled, taking pictures and videos.

“I love the black women! Whoo-hoo!” Chad exclaimed. “Y’all know I love ya!”

Zack rolled his eyes. A few minutes later, Jessica appeared by his side again. She didn’t care at all about the groupies fawning over Chad.

Chad broke free from the groupies and walked with Jessica with his hand on her lower back. They disappeared into another area on the yacht. Zack walked back to his friends.

“Are you alright, brother?” Cain looked concerned.

“I guess.”

“Everything is going to be alright. He was drunk. He didn’t know what he was doing,” Tristan replied.

“That’s no excuse though,” Cain stated.

Zack looked over to where Paige sat with the other girls. Their eyes matched. Zack spent the rest of the party hanging out with his friends.

All of his friends stayed together until the party ended. Zack left before his father did and didn’t see him and Jessica partying like teenagers late into the night.


“Looks like Paige made some new friends,” Crystal teased her the following evening after school.

“Whatever, Crystal! I can have a bunch of friends at the same time!” Paige remarked.

“Where’s Mackenzie? I thought I saw him earlier,” Danielle asked.

“You did. He skipped a couple of classes to hang out with his bae,” Crystal said quietly then brightened when she saw someone she knew. “Hey, girl! What are you doing down here? I thought you were still at Phillipson?”

A girl about their age closed her locker and hugged Crystal. They acted like old friends who haven’t seen each other in years.

“Hey, Crystal, I’m doing okay. I’ve been at Emille since the start of school. I guess you missed me.”

“Oh, yeah, let me introduce you to my lifelong friends. You are an old friend too, Porsha. Paige, Danielle, this is Porsha Davidson. Porsha, this is Paige Williams and Danielle Blue.”

The girls exchange polite dialogue.

“Porsha here is like Paige. She’s started going with a Go-Getter named Juan,” Crystal replied.

“She tells all my business!” Porsha playfully hit Crystal.

“Y’all have a lot in common. Kind of shy, goofy, animated, and dating Go-Getters! Only Porsha is the project Paige!” Crystal laughed.

“I’m going to kill you, girl!” Porsha hit her again, laughing. “You are so wrong for that!”

They saw Mackenzie wearing dark shades in the hallway. He looked distant and walked slowly toward them.

“Hey, Mackenzie! Why you wearing shades in the building?”

They had made it outside a moment later.

“I got to run. My family having a get-together and a delicious supper and I want to be there on time,” Danielle jogged to her ride.

“Bye, girl!”

“See you later.”

Mackenzie walked with them. He was unnaturally quiet which was weird because he was always the loudest.

“You’re alright?” Crystal asked him.

“Yeah.” Mackenzie cleared his throat.

The other girls exchange glances. They knew something was wrong. They could see it in each other’s eyes.

“Mackenzie, you know Porsha, right?”

“Hey, girl,” Mackenzie waved.


They saw Casey get into her parents’ ride in the parking lot. She waved at them before leaving.

I wonder what’s wrong with Mackenzie. He doesn’t seem to be his feisty, happy self, Paige thought.

“See you, girls. There’s my ride. My man so late,” Mackenzie complained, walking swiftly to an old-modeled truck.

Crystal’s boyfriend Charlie pulled up right after and Crystal yelled bye to them and left. Paige wanted to ask Crystal about Mackenzie because she saw how Crystal kept giving him concern looks.

Paige and Porsha were left waiting for their rides to come get them. Paige was waiting for her mother then they were going to shop at Discount Grocery. Porsha had told the girls earlier that she was waiting for her mother too. Paige and Porsha chatted to pass the time away.

“So, do you like Emille so far? I know you said that this was your first year,” Paige asked her.

“Yeah, I do. My boyfriend Juan suggested that I come here. I’m glad he did because I fell in love with this school. It’s a great place to get an education. It’s way better than my last school. Phillipson was raggedy and unsafe. Ya know like most schools in the projects,” Porsha explained.

Paige nodded. “I understand. How long have you and Juan been going together?”

“I would say around three months. He’s a great guy. I never in a million years would imagine a guy like him would date a girl like me. He’s fine, rich, and smart. I love him to death. We already fucked in his car too!” Porsha exclaimed.

“Wow, I see. My boyfriend Zack is awesome as well. We’re taking it slow, our relationship, that is.”

“Oh, okay. My mom needs to hurry up cause she is late. I’ma call Juan if she is not here in the next fifteen minutes.”

Paige received a text message from her mother telling her that she had been stuck in traffic and was on her way.

“Y’all haven’t had sex yet?” Porsha asked.

“Uh, no. As I said, we’re taking it slow,” Paige informed her.

Paige and Porsha had been sitting on chairs still waiting for their rides as everybody else left.

“Juan invited me to a house party on Wednesday. He said that he has something special for me. I wonder what that is,” Porsha dreamily replied.

“That’s cool, Porsha!” Paige smiled.

Paige found it easy talking to Porsha, in many ways like Crystal alluded to earlier, she reminded Paige of herself. They talked about different topics that they both admired.

Hairstyles, TV, good food, reading, boyfriends, you name it. Paige received another text. This time from Zack.

He told her that he was with his father and grandfather at their company. Finally, Paige’s mother pulled into the parking lot and blew her horn.

“It was nice talking to you,” Paige called to Porsha, getting into the car.

“Yeah, same here.”

Paige’s mother pulled away. She saw a car come for Porsha too. It wasn’t her mom, it was a guy. Probably her boyfriend Juan. Most likely, Porsha called him since her mom was running late.

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