[MATURE CONTENT] Kensley Jones is a 21 up and coming entrepreneur of the year. With her dad passing away 2 years ago, Kensley's mom Sasha decided to take Kensley and her younger brother Branson to their family beach house in Tybee Island GA. It's al...
After my mama told my brother and I that we had less then 24 hours to pack we were running all over the house making sure we packed everything we needed for this trip. Good thing for me I already had my hair figured out with the wigs I still haven't released and I had tons of PR boxes I haven't opened yet to wear on vacation.
My mana is an early bird like me so we left out pretty early. Tybee Island is only a three hour drive from Atlanta. Branson slept the whole drive while my mom and I listen to Crime Junkies on podcast and converse till we made it to or destination.
First thing we've seen was the sign that says Welcome Tybee Island with a huge sea turtle at the bottom. It was my dads favorite spot to take photos of us every year when we visited. weirdly I felt warm inside being back.
"Mama do you know if TT Diane still lives here?" I asked looking away from the road.
"I believe so, maybe we can stop by or call before checking." my mama says while her hands adjusted around the steering wheel.
My aunt Diane was my grandmas sister on my dads side. All of my dads family moved out of Tybee and scattered around Georgia. My grandma and grandpa are no longer living. They only had 3 kids and their kids are no longer in Tybee also and they don't keep in touch but its always good to see them when we do.
"Are we there yet?" Branson asked while rubbing his eyes sitting up.
"Yep we just made it, don't you smell the ocean?" I turned around in my seat to ask him.
"Nah I smell your breath." He shook his head in his seat. I hit him the arm and he hit me back in the head.
"Hey knock it off you two!"my Mama says.
"We was just playing mama." Branson smiled at her in the rear view mirror. I shook my head at his bullshit.
"Has this place always been so bright and nice?" Branson asked with his head half way out the window admiring the beauty of Tybee.
He was right this town was absolutely beautiful. From the beaches to the tall grass and the famous lighthouses Tybee is known for it was the perfect get away vacation spot.
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Our beach house was the First one on the left. Light tan beautiful modern style water front beach house. To my surprise it's defiantly been renovated.
The crisp air hit my face when I got out the car. Looking around there was a few folks tending to their gardening and some taking what I suppose their daily stroll through the neighborhood.
I helped my Mama and Brother with the bags. Walking into the house it looked so different from last time I was here.
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Beautiful Interior and modern day furniture has been added with a touch of home it felt.
"Wow when did all this happen?" I asked while setting my bags on the floor near the stairs.
"Your daddy did this!" my mama says looking up from her phone.
"Wait how though?" I asked.
"Well he and someone from the neighborhood remodeled few houses down the block, and sold his construction company to pay for the expenses and redecorate it for us." My mama walked towards me and held me in her arms. Branson came over to join in on the well needed cuddles.
"Y'all daddy loved you two so much. This house was something he wanted y'all to keep as long as life will take you." she smiled while kissing our heads.
"I miss him so much Ma." Branson sniffed and leaned in closer to me. A boy without his father is hard to cope with and accepting his lose was so much harder on Branson but he's been so strong these past years and I love him even more for it.
"Me too baby me too." My mama says while stepping back to look at us. " How about y'all go check out your rooms"
I can tell on my mama's face she needed a minute to regroup. How do you comfort such a strong woman like her?
"Okay Mama, I Love you." I kissed her on the cheek and dragged my bags up the stairs with Branson trailing behind. there were only two bedrooms down the hall where my room was. My mama's and Branson's room was near the stairway.
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Walking into my room it was something out of a Pinterest ad. So vibrant and earthy, Defiantly my style. Real plants, soft colors, and windows. So many windows, And so much light to make some wigs. I told my mom I will try not to work but this room is giving me all the vibes.
"Ring Ring Ring." I set my bags on my bed while I fetch my phone out of my purse. It was Miss Joey calling.
"Hey Joey!" I said while sitting on my bed.
"Hey Sweetems! how's my pretty girl doing?" Joey was too excited for my liking and I knew he knew I knew what he did.
"Mhmmm I'm good love! Now why you tell my mama I was a month ahead on my work?" I said with an attitude.
"Woah calm down Jamal don't pull out the 9!" Joey said with a chuckle.
"Quite playing na!" my southern accent was taking over my irritation.
"I know you love to work but your mom asked and I had to tell the truth, you're a month ahead on your units and all your meetings and photoshoots are schedule in advance. so please take this well needed time Kensley."
Miss. Joey was right, I need to stop and take a breather and enjoy some time away from my busy career.
"You're Right Joey, Thank you idk what I'll do without you." I said with a shameful smile.
"That's Miss Joey to you Boss!" he says so confidently.
"Oh hush." I laughed. He was so extra.
"Now tell me you see any fine beach boys yet for me cause I'm getting lonely in the ATL?" he asked.
"Girl I barely seen the whole hous-" I was interrupted by a loud bang coming from my bedroom closet. Joey was still babbling on the phone.
"Hey Miss Joey shush for a second, I think there's something in my closet." i said with a scrunched face.
I was scared as fuck but maybe it's nothing.
"BOOM." there it go again but this time it was like a kick on the door.
"Oh fuck nahhh there's something in my closet Joey!" I flinched and whispered into the phone.
"Oh hell nah Miss Girl I gotta go I don't do ghost Bitch Byeee!" Joey yelled and hung up the phone.
"Really Joey? scary ass hoe ugh" I said to myself.
I put my phone in my back pocket. There was no way for me to run out because the closet door was right next to the bedroom door. So I grabbed my wig tripod. Tip toeing to the door, sweating through my lace. I took a deep breath and swung the closet door opened. Something immediately grabbed me. All I could do was scream.
"Ahhhhhh." ———.——— End of Chapter Two. Please Follow and Vote ♥️
