Velvet (Stand-Alone-Human)

Ice Monday

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                                                                                       "Ice Monday"

                                                                                          *Hosea*

The house felt like it literally got picked up by an ice tornado and landed in fuckin' Antarctica. I crawled out of bed with my blanket around my entire body. I usually went commando and GQ all in one but this morning, it reminded me of how much I hated winter.

I could literally see the heat leave my mouth as I stumbled to the thermostat in the hallway of my two story home.

Everything seemed to damn quiet but I who cares. I loved it alone...completely.

Thinking of the word 'alone' seemed to burn something inside me but if I show weakness it meant I was never built to follow my father's dream. My father Derik and my mother Kristin worked their asses off to build me and my younger sister up. It wasn't until we lost Kimmy to cancer that they finally pushed the dream for me, not her. She was the wit, the brain and the hard core go-getter...me, I ran shit in the ground but not only that, I burned it.

Mom was pissed at dad for almost half a year for putting me in charge of the 'athletic business'. See...my father was a coach of the Idaho Ravens. It's a group created out of misfit professional ball players. The ones the NBA rejected or the guys that had to be forced out of college for bad shit they didn't do. We built the organization off the ground, from scratch and when people heard about it, funds started pouring in...not only that, we got support and donations with a whole lot of zeros behind them.

Dad was amazed...he took it far, real far. My buddy Carter Williams, he was supposed to partner with me but it was difficult trying to ease a former NBA athlete into it without being found out.

Clicking off the air and switching it to the heat, I remembered my mother's angry rant for me doing that when I lived with them. She hated me switching but I was my own badass...I wasn't that bad, just had a lot of females and shit.

I fisted the blanket tightly around my neck and walked back to my room. Once I was back in my bed and the pillow was against my head, I let sleep take me hostage once more. Hopefully...I'd dream about the dollar bills that was going to change my life, change my business. It was one thing I couldn't get out my mind, a distraction, but I was good at forgetting distractions, putting them away.

All I had to do was push.

***

*VELVET*

"It's cold as hell! Not literal hell but, cold." I kept trying to talk myself into something as I stood outside my sister's apartment.

I knocked about ten times and called nearly fourteen and her ass was still in the bed. The snow had fallen all night...why was I thinking they were open? Who goes to a gym when it's this cold and this snowy outside?

I banged harder, this time with my fist. I could hear footsteps...yes!

The door opened and I nearly fell in, actually, I did, on to a tall...chocolate and built man.

"Sup baby," He said pulling me inside. His hands dropped down my shoulders and to my waist where I decided right then to push them away immediately.