Vanessa POV
Year:2015
Background Info: Young & single Professor Jacob is excited for another year of teaching. Being 27 and a professor wasn't as hard as she thought until she got a student that tested her.
"Alright ladies in gentlemen . Attention up here please" a quiet voice said.
A student with dreads and a book bag came to my class Damn near late.
"Sweetheart you are 30 minutes late" I said crossing my arms.
"I'm sorry Ma. My car wasn't starting up" he said taking a seat.
After introducing the class , I decided to introduce myself.
"Alright guys. So, my name is professor Jacobs. But you may call me Vanessa. My birthday is June 4th 1988. I graduated when I was 17. Then I was 21 graduating college . Believe it or not, I was 26 when I get on PHD. I've been a professor for a year and I love it. I have no children and I'm not married yet. I'm engaged" I said flashing my ring.
After introducing myself, I let the students ask me whatever they please about Economics class.
Then we did introductions. The student who was late introduced himself last.
"I'm Dayvon. I'm 21 and I work at da post office and shit" he said before sitting down.
He seemed shy . I liked him.
As the semester progresses, I noticed Dayvon was my favorite student.
He was a class clown but he scored excellent on his tests.
He could become the top student if he wasn't falling another class.
My husband's class is what he's failing. Unfortunately he isn't in class, so Dayvon cannot be tutored.
I stopped him as I seen him getting in his car.
"Hey Dayvon" I said smiling.
"Wassup Vanessa, u straight ma?" He smiled.
"Yea I'm cool. Remember when u told me u failing that one class? I said playing with my hair.
"Yea I'm finna drop that mf ma. I'm sick of yo husband bald head ass" he said.
I couldn't help but laugh. This man is so funny.
"Don't fret. I may can tutor you but you have to make me a promise" I said smiling.
"What's that?" He asked cutting his car off.
"Promise me you gone make something out yourself and get out this crazy city" I said and he looked off to the side.
"Look ma. I'm only in college cause Ian got shit else to do but work? But if you want me to be honest, I wanna make my family proud. So I guess I can promise u that" he said looking at me.
I squealed in excitement. We walked to my husband's room and I closed the door.
Dayvon locked it. What the hell?
"Dayvon what are you doing? You can't lock the door silly" I said going over to unlock the door.
"Ma please lock it. Ion want nobody interrupting " he said .
If he insists , I will do it. I unlocked it and we began looking at his grades.
All A"s and a D in my husband class. I know he pissed off.
"You must don't be fucking that mf right. How everybody passing but me?" He said mugging off to the side.
I laughed . This man is pure comedy.
"Dayvon I'm not even gonna answer that. Let's just focus on you getting your homework turned in , so John can bump u up just a little" I said closing the computer.
After Dayvon was unsuccessful , he closes the computer and was about to walk out.
"Dayvon come back please" I said.
I wanted to cry. I don't wanna give up on him.
He walked over mugging .
"What's the matter?" I said holding on to his tatted hand.
"This shit blowing me man. I think folks failing me on purpose" he spat.
After calming him down, I decided to encourage him to take a break.
While he was listening to music, I got a call from John.
"Hey hunny. I'm gonna be late coming home again. The guys wanna head to the bar, if you cool with it" he said.
I sighed. I really wanted to talk about this fertility problem we got going on.
All my pregnant tests have been negative and the one time I did get pregnant, I miscarried.
I wanted a child so bad with John. What if I'm being to selfish praying for a child?
"Alright babe. Enjoy , I love you" I said hanging up.
After the tutor session, I vented to Von and cried.
"Ma fuck him. If you want some company, I'll come to yo crib" he said smiling.
Wtf does he mean? I'm married, he is not coming to my house.
"What? No you not . Matter fact, session over . Good bye" I said opening the door for him to leave.
Halloween 2015
"Somebody come get herr, she's dancing like a stripper" i heard for the 20th time tonight.
I was sick of this song. Or maybe I'm sick of John ass?
These past couple of months have been hell. He is now passing Dayvon but being very mean to me.
He told me he hopes something bad happens to me and was happy that I suffered that miscarriage .
So I'm in the club , getting turnt and I get a tap on my back.
I looked and seen Von. He was dripped as usual.
I loved his style. We hugged and he gave me a small kiss on my cheek.
"Hey ma, how u doing? John pumpkin spice drinkin ass still fucking with u ?
I laughed hard. Von knew what to say to make me laugh about my life.
We left and entered my house together.
One thing leads to another while I vent again about John, but this time we was kissing.
"Do you have a condom?" I asked as he Carried me to my bedroom.
"Naw ma. Fuck that shit" he said.
The sex was good and we went 3 rounds. "I love you" I whispered.
"I gotta go " he said walking out.
