Apartment 311

Ch | 69

Noah Silas Anderson

Chapter Sixty-nine: "Family affairs"

"-She's jealous, huh?" I asked Brooklyn in response to her story-telling.

She got excited and exclaimed, "Yes, has to be! Like, I know I'm the best player on the team but she doesn't have to hate on me."

"That's crazy," I said, shaking my head as I continued the hour long drive to my father's house. He decided to host a gathering with close friends and family to celebrate being out of rehab. I was mostly just anxious to meet this new girlfriend of his.

Brooklyn turned the music back up but I turned it back down to talk again.

"What do you think she's like?" I asked.

Brooklyn looked at me. "Rick's girlfriend?" she asked and I nodded in agreement. Brooklyn shrugged.

"I'm sure she's nice and pretty. Rick has taste," Brooklyn spoke highly of him.

"I don't know about the last two, I'm a little nervous. Like, he shouldn't be falling in love this fast again; he just got out, he has other shit to worry about," I ranted, adjusting my grip on the wheel.

Brooklyn smiled and said, "So do you, leave him alone."

My eyes rolled. "I just don't think it's responsible right now."

"Oh, you're one to talk about responsibility now?" Brooklyn sassed.

I cocked my head and playfully chopped her neck, making her laugh and hit me back.

"Whatever. I'm right," I claimed stubbornly.

My dad is a great man and he deserves love but I'm not so sure about this one, he's only mentioned a few things about her so I don't know what to expect.
And why the fuck do I have to meet so many people lately?

***

"It's about time," Dad said, pulling my body inside the modern home.

"Hey, girl!" He eagerly greeted Brooklyn, hugging her so tight she started croaking.

"You've been drinking?" I asked him, pulling Brooklyn back close to my body.

"A little bit, gotta celebrate somehow," he exchanged, making Brooklyn smile.

"Got someone I want you to meet," he grinned, leading us to the kitchen.

Brooklyn smiled up at me and then walked first after my father.

A woman turned around from mixing a drink on the counter and bulged her eyes at the sight of two strangers.

"Hi, I'm- You came empty-handed?" Rick's girlfriend asked, dropping her jaw with her hands out.

"Uh-" Brooklyn stammered.

The woman laughed and flicked her wrist. "I'm just playing, y'all!" She laughed and greeted us with a hug.

"I'm Asia," she said, pulling away from my body last.