Strong Back

2| Friendly neighbor

After a week of being here, in the Upper East side Manhattan, New York city area where mostly the rich and famous lives or stay wherever they visit. I was temporarily staying in a building that had just four residents and my father was one of the two who that owned a penthouse apartments. That building has it's own 24 hour attended lobby with an entry to a restaurant at the ground level, the elevator leads to a landscape roofed terrace having a wide city view. Behind the building has a private fitness center, garden courtyard, individual storage unit and bicycle storage provided even with residential parking at the front.

Even though this building had it all, according to what the residential booklet showed and described, I still found myself looking through a window in the hallway between the two penthouses and five steps away from the elevator. It was the car my father got picked up in that brings him to work and back. I wasn't going crazy but I was surely missing home.

My paradise home in the tropics of the Caribbean, my island home Jamaica.

I came here in the middle of a drama filled afternoon where my Godmother Tracy brought hell to Nick Miller's penthouse where she let more than a cat out of the bag. She brought more than proof and there were cops, private investigators, Nick's lawyer and me.

Before I came it was Nick Miller, his wife of twenty years Kelly Miller and their daughter Nicky Miller.

Nick, Tracy, my mother Krystal and a few others were friends back in the day, Kelly didn't like them but was with Nick since high school. Both were the typical high school sweethearts, head cheerleader and football captain. Nick met my mother after he and Kelly took a break in their relationship and my parents were together but as Americans called it, hooked up with each other. My mother was visiting her father and his new family at the time when she and Tracy met then became friends, being introduced to Tracy's group and Nick fell in love with her. On the night my mother lost her virginity to Nick, Kelly appeared in his apartment since he was in his first year of college. She humiliated my mother and Tracy found her walking down the hall with blood between her thighs, Nick's shirt on and tears stained cheeks. She left American and went back to Jamaica where she had me.

Tracy being the hot headed African American woman and one hell of a Godmother decided I needed to see and know who my father is after so many years. My mother agreed even after my many complaints and excuse of coming here.

Tracy and Terrence got down to business behind everyone's back before putting everything out there.

Kelly and Nick seems to be married for fifteen years but due to Nick's workaholic lifestyle he failed to realize she was actually married to his bum of a elder step brother and the child who he thought was his wasn't. Nicky is actually his niece and me, Krysceal Empress Miller has been fatherless for nineteen years almost twenty years. It was so bad of a disgrace that Nick was embarrassed to face anyone.

I was included but living with him was one thing he allowed after the cops dragged his brother and fake wife out of the apartment and building. They were charged for multiple things which includes theft, fraud and possession of three thousand worth of drugs. Nicky moved out that night with her boyfriend and hasn't been seen since then.

Today being my fifth day here and yesterday Thursday July forth was another day he went out as if he was going to work and came home smelling of cigarettes, vomit and alcohol. I stays out of his way since I realized he is avoiding me but I was been watching when I went out the door to make sure Nick left with his driver.

I never touched anything in his house except for the front exit of the apartment, the room I'm staying in, the bathroom and the building map and such. My meals consist of snacks and water, counting down the days till I have to leave to get back home. I got two months here and my only friend was the friendly housekeeper's daughter who's name is Flora. She's two years older than I am and was filing me in on everything around here but unfortunately the building has camera so she couldn't stay to tour with me as yet.