Venus Vs Mars Pt.II

Chapter 68

Odell woke up the next morning still very unsure about Massy's possible actions. You never knew what she was going to do until she did it. One thing was for certain that her and Odell were both unpredictable people. The only time it back fired was when he, personally didn't know what she was going to do.

"All right, I gotta go! Last preseason game and I will NOT miss this one." Massy spoke quickly, she was already moved on to the next thing, she searched the room for her car keys.

"You going to your parents right?" He sat up rubbing his eye. The covers bunched at his waist as they slid down his bare chest. Massy nodded her head shoveling the junk in her purse around. "Why'd you let me sleep so late? You turn my alarm off?" He looked over at the clock.

"FOUND THEM!" She pulled the single rang rover key from her purse and held it in the air in front of her face. "Because you didn't have training, you need the rest. And yes I turned off your alarm." She confirmed, moving the key from her face and looking at him.

"WHERE ARE MY SOCKS!? I NEED MY SOCKS! IF I DON'T HAVE MY SOCKS ON THEY WILL LOSE!" Massy shuffled around in her closet pulling everything out that was in her way. 

The Giants wasn't the only football team she was routing for. This was a usual spread in the Arias household, all Sunday and Monday long dedicated to nothing but football. Professional, college, and high school. It didn't matter, if it involved a football Bo had it on. Sun shined through the long bay windows of Massy's parents house, Bo had specifically paced the tv where he would get no glare from the sun at any angle, he had put more thought into anything when and if it involved athletics and as much as Massy hated the comparison, she was just like him. Just as passionate and hotheaded when it came to sports. 

"I don't know what Coach Maro is doing with these boys! I ain't never seen them run the ball this much, this far out!" Bo shook his head and slapped his hand on his thigh. "Ever since Devin left Jaleel been out there by himself! They ain't been doing nothing! Not nothing!" He pointed and looked at Massy for a split second then turned his attention back on the tv. 

"Dad Devin left our senior year! Jaleel still had six other wide outs!"  Massy said looking confused. 

"Them boys ain't caught nothing Jaleel threw up since Devin left. I didn't like the boy, but I got to admit he had some good hands!" Massy squinted her eyes at Bo then rolled them back to the tv. A loud bell rung throughout the house Bo nor Massy budged from the couch, seconds went by before Bo began his usual yelling. "CYNTHIA! BABY! GET THE DOOR! SOMEBODY AT THE DOOR!" 

"Shut up! I heard it! God forbid you miss a second to get up and get it." She hissed walking through a different side of the kitchen to get to the door. 

"It's not a commercial yet, I can't get up." He said back giving his attention back to the tv. It went quite for a few moments just the action of the game and mumbling coming from the front door. The front door closed and Bo commenced more yelling. "BABY! WHO THAT AT THE DOOR!?" He roared out, Massy turned and frowned 

"Daddy... Dang!" She whined, covering her ear. 

"IT'S ODELL! STOP YELLING DAMNIT!" This time she yelled back with a frown walking back into the kitchen. 

Bo nodded to imaginary music in his head, tossed his arm over the back of the couch and leaned back. "O-Dell." He mumbled to himself while focusing on the tv. 

Odell stood on the other side of the kitchen counter and softly pulled the stool from under the island to sit down he took a deep breath and let it out. "Hey ma, I wanted to ask you's question... On how to handle something..." 

Cynthia looked over at Odell concerned she wiped her hands on the towel she was using to dry wet dishes and leaned against the counter. "Of course. Everything ok with you and Massy!?" 

"No, no, we're great never been better actually." He genuinely smiled making it hard for Cynthia not to believe him. 

"The whole Kaepernick thing, the kneeling..." 

Cynthia grabbed a dish and began drying it. "Oh yea! I've been following it, Bo and I finally got to check on him... I called him, he's extremely annoyed but for the most part he's handling it very well." She cut him off. 

Odell frowned in confusion. He knew Massy had a friendship with Colin but he was thrown off at why he would be so close to her to have a personal relationship with her parents. "You know Colin personally like that, having his number?" Odell questioned Cynthia, as he began to mentally question all the things Massy had told them about their 'friendship'. 

"Oh yea, he's family!" Cynthia placed the dry bowl in the cabinet. "Personally I think this back and forth on and off thing him and Mari have going on is ridiculous, they're way to old for it..." Odell's eyes widened in surprise. "BUT it's none of my business, I'm staying out of it I said what I had to say but nobody listens to me." Odell sat there with his mouth open completely thrown off, unsure how to process the information that was just shared with him. 

"Colin and Mari?" He squinted his eyes. 

"Yea... Massy never told you about those two? She introduced them in college and they've been weird ever since." Cynthia rolled her eyes. Everything that he ever questioned about Massy and Colin completely went out the window, everything she ever told him was true and he literally was a 'brother' to her considering his relationship with Mari. He began to feel bad for questioning her. "That's what you wanted to talk about?" 

Odell snapped back into his reality and frowned. "No, no, umm... I think she's thinking about kneeling too." 

Cynthia work pager went off, she looked down checking the code making sure their wasn't an emergency at the hospital. She pressed a side button then covered it back up with her shirt, she looked up at Odell and smiled. "That's not surprising. 

"I'm just worried about people's actions against her, I don't want people speaking down on her in a negative way." Odell confessed. 

She placed the towel on the counter and leaned down holder her weight on her elbows. "I really love how protective you are of her, wanting to keep her from everything negative in the world... All the bad people and comments. It reminds me of Bo." She genuinely smiled and looked in the direction of the living room where she could see Bo and Massy talking and arguing with one another about whatever sports topic. She took a deep breath then turned her attention back to Odell. "I raised Massy AND AnnaMari a specific way on purpose. The moment I realized I had to raise my daughters this way was when people began to ask me if I was their nanny or if I adopted them from somewhere, or being at a black tie event surrounded by nothing but rich white people and security coming up to me and asking if MY HUSBAND was bothering me and if they needed to escort him out! These are the reasons I raised Massy a specific way, to see the evils and immaturity of the world but to never be dragged down by them. I'm a white women from Canada, Odell. I'm married to a Afro-Latino man, and I have two gorgeous biracial daughters. There are things that my husband and daughters go through that I WILL never go through, and I know that. All these stereotypes of people of color, white people being so ignorant and scared so the only thing they think of is to kill them first? White America is soooo keen on keeping this perfect image of the white man that even with video footage and eye witnesses they will tell the world that he is just troubled and needs help... He just needs someone to talk to. That's what they tell us. Instead of admitting he was wrong and raciest, instead of admitting he killed out of pure ignorance. They refuse to admit it." Cynthia grabbed Odell's hand and held it, she smiled again trying her best to ease the tension. "No matter what the case is people are going to talk bad about  Massy, you can't protect her from everything, and that's ok. That doesn't mean you don't love her any less. Honestly, if Massy didn't kneel I'd question her."