Chapter 3 Loosing it

I rolled my eyes at that and then tried to walk past her to hit the stairs.

" Hold on young lady. Where are you coming from? "

I flipped my gaze lazily to her pretending not to hear.

" Uh? "

" You heard me. Don't waste my time so spill it "

" I think you know where I was "

I was trying to play my cards close to my chest. Mom's brown hair hadn't changed, no hint of white hair and she wasn't dying. Mom was young, just thirty nine, Ella was twenty three. Yeah mom eloped with Dad at the tender age of sixteen when she got pregnant for a black man. I had always been jealous if Ella she'd gotten downright Mom's skin and I Dad's.

It didn't make sense. No, but there's nothing to change that phenomenon. Maybe -- No, that was why mom and dad always picked sides whenever Ella and I fought. Which was a lot by the way until she left.

" Really? Did you tell me you were going to spend the night at Remi's? "

I breathed a sigh of relief, moving a little to sit on the edge of the stair case. Okay maybe that guy was useful for something. He'd promised not to cover up for me anymore if I did something bad. That was when we had a very big fight last three months or so I guess.

" I'm sorry Mom, to be honest I just slept off. I just wanted to wait the rain out but you know --- "

" Maybe both of you should just get married and stop making me worry like that "

I rolled my eyes. Firstly, if I ever counted it I should have slept over at Remi's a hundred times. Just exaggerating but then you get the idea. So, Everytime I go unannounced she makes a huge deal out of it. And every family member is going to hear about it.

" You should banish that thought really. it's not healthy " I said standing, ready to make for my room but on second thoughts descended it. I suddenly felt hungry.

" Whatever. Never do that again. I wonder why- Do you know how many times I've repeated that statement to you? This is all your dad's fault. Imagine, I called him last night and he told me the same thing. "

" See? you should learn from him. He's the only one who understands me in this house. And instead of always worrying about me, maybe you should look out for your daughter, the first one. Remember her? *

I asked sarcastically, rolling rolling my eyes

" I don't have your time this morning. I'm off to work and --- " She put a hand up as she turned to go out, halting me mid talking. I had just opened my mouth to ask. " I didn't cook for you, as your punishment "

I rolled my eyes and entered the kitchen. Sometimes, I think that black blood runs through her veins. The white skin is just a facade. As in why would a mother in her correct mind starve her kid because of some crime

I reached for the cereal box in the top cupboard and grabbed a bottle of milk from the fridge. I grabbed a bowl along with a spoon from dish rack and mixed my thing

The moment I lifted a spoon to my mouth, the door opened. I flipped my gaze to it lazily, shifting uncomfortably in my seat. The door won't open unless it recognized your face. It was Remi

I rolled my eyes and shoved the spoon in my mouth. I had to stop the nasty feeling I had for him and far because it wasn't healthy for me. I counted him as a best friend but to his ever so attractive so called girlfriend, I was nothing but a friend

" Hey "

I looked up lazily as if I had just acknowledged his presence. I grunted in reply, bringing another spoon of cereal and milk dripping at the bottom to my mouth. I reached for the remote and turned the TV on.

" Where were you last night? I thought you slept over "

I scoffed gently

" None of your business "

I felt his gaze burning holes onto my face.

" What do you mean by none of my business? "

He asked taking a seat beside me

" Don't spit in me food and that was what I meant. None of your business. How could you have thought I slept over? "

" I could I not? Its not your first time sleeping over nor the tenth. Lauren and I was just talking business and I was too wrapped up not to notice "

" I never asked ". I said standing " But, I went to a bar last night, got drunk and ended up in a very handsome guy's house this morning " I said in a fake joyous voice, spreading my arms out in a fake excitement as I walked to the kitchen

" What did you just say? "

" He had this sexy black hair, green eyes .... you should start wearing green lens now if you want to seduce Lauren. I don't think blue is reigning anymore. Oh, his house has this perfect atmosphere of a home. Very cozy, small and beautiful "

I exhaled dropping the dish into the sink

" You fucked a stranger? " I caught his gaze with a lazy smile. One - one

" No, his name is Jayson. He told me this morning "

He crossed the room in a few strides and shook me

" Are you out of your mind? "

I shrugged his grip off me and moved away

" No, you may be. But I'll say yesterday was the best night ever. I can barely walk. I was right, tall guys always have long penises. "

* My God " he muttered " Did you use protection? "

" I don't even know. I was too drink to even care - hey, don't even think about it. Come - I was even thinking, just in case you and Lauren want to get married, let me design your invitation card please. "

And I wasn't kidding. I had made a lot of invited for Remi and Lana, Natalya, Nana, Malia, etc, etc. All the girls Remi had been with since he's started dating. Yea, call it jealousy. It was. And I always have it to the girls some, some I kept in my drawer so I could look at them when I was sad.

I've been single most of my existence. Not that I didn't have guys to ask me out. But I was just too blinded by the live I had for him. I always feared that if I should accept A then Remi would not want to shoot his shit at me. But I was wrong, he'd never planned to ask me out.

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