He's My Kryptonite

1. Sister Love

• Camille

Love Yourz

No such thing as a life that's better than yours

No such thing as a life that's better than yours

No such thing as a life that's better than yours

No such thing, no such thing

Sitting in my room with the speakers blowing, I nodded my head to the words of J Cole as I continued to write my class paper. Like always I was stuck in our condo by myself waiting for my sister to get home with some food. It's not like I can't cook or anything it's just, I don't feel like cooking. And plus my sister, Candice and I were both craving Chinese food earlier today and she promise to bring some when she comes home from work.

But of course she got held up in work again. She is one of the assistants at one of the most famous magazine producers, Vogue. It's her and another assistant name John, and of course her boss favorite Candi the most. She brought John around a few times and I can understand why her boss favorite Candice a lot, he is too much of pretty boy. He looks like one of those typical light skin model type of dude. I was surprised when I met him that he's not gay. But I mean you can never know these days, gay or lesbian.

"Cami! I'm home!" Candice sung.

I smiled and closed my laptop before I rolled off the bed and ran off to the kitchen. "Hey Sissy." I cooed opening one of the many plastic containers.

"No I didn't forget to get your drink either." She grinned pulling out my deep blue ocean Calypso. I squealed and hugged her.

"Oh I love you so much Candi." She laughed and smacked my ass since half of it was out my spanks anyway.

"Aye is that my song?" She asked trying to listen to the music that was coming from my room.

I listen closely and chuckled when I realize it was her song, Feeling Myself by Nicki Minaj. I laughed when she began to kick off her heels and leather jacket dancing to the beat. I cheered her on as she flipped her hair over her shoulders and started twerking.

"Aye! He in love with that coco!"

She laughed and fell back on one of our white sofas. I giggled while stuffing low-mane in my mouth. Usually when she come home from being held up at work she is tired and barely talk without a mumbled. I raised my eyebrow and grabbed my container and drink walking over next to her sitting down on the sofa, placing my drink on the table.

"Okay, where you coming from?"

"What?" She joked.

"I'm Forreal. You never come home like this. Especially not after being there late." I retorted. I watched her as she sat up and blushed.

"Okay sis, you caught me." She smiled with her bottom lip placed between her teeth. "I have some news."

"What kind of news?" I swallowed my food before placing it down on the table giving her my full attention.

"So you remember Chris right? The guy I have been seeing for a while now."

"Yeah the guy you been seeing for a long time that I still haven't met yet." I spat. She shushed me ignoring my comment.

It's true though. She has been seeing him for almost five months now and she would always come home talking about him. She never really gave me enough information about him to look him up or anything. But she has told me that because of who he is they keep themselves lowkey. One of the reasons why me, or anybody in my family has not met him. For a minute she had me thinking she was dating a psycho murderer or something. Like who is he that you have to keep yourselves a secret? A spy or something?

"Anyways, well I was just with him. And we decided to take things to the next step." She smiled bright.

"Which is..?"

"He wants me to move in with him." Once I heard the word "move" I shot up out my seat.

"Candice what the fuck?! How are you just going to up and move in with him? You only known the man for five months and not to mention five 'secret' months. Couldn't you at least wait until we meet him and give you a damn approval of him first! Like damn he could be a fucking serial killer for all I know!"

"Camille, I am still your older sister so I will not hesitate to slap the shit out of you-"

"Fuck all that shit. I'm serious Candi, how are you just going to up and leave me in this place by myself?"

"That's the thing, this isn't about you." She stood up. "Wow, for you to be my sister and my bestfriend I would think you would be happy for me." She snarled.

"How can I be?! Your moving in with a complete stranger! Well atleast in my eyes he is! Are we even going to meet him before you move in with him?!"

"YES!" She screamed over my yelling. "Mom and I had plan an whole weekend this weekend for all of you to meet him. Cami I am 22, I'm not stupid I know what I am doing. And besides I wasn't going to be moving in with him until two weeks from now."

"Are you sure? Because you sound pretty stupid to me." I spat before storming off to my room and slamming the door.

I plopped down on my bed and screamed into my pillow. I might sound like one of those petty little teenagers but I really don't give a fuck. Truth of the matter is, I'm selfish. I'm more then happy that my sister has maybe found the love of her life, because I can tell he makes her happy. But the fact is, when she told me she is moving with him I instantly thought of how I would be living in this big condo by myself. I am a damn people person. I wanted to move out of my moms place when I graduated high school but I couldn't stay anywhere by myself so I moved in with Candi.

And when she say she is moving, I know I was going to have no choice but to either move back in with my mom, or stay in the condo by myself. I groaned and rolled over on my bed to realize that I was crying.

"Fucking great. My cry baby ass." I mumbled getting up off my bed and walking into the bathroom.

As I washed my face with hot water and I heard the locks on my bedroom door unlock. I dried my face off and look into my room to see Candice walk in with an old hanger in her hand. I should have been figured out by now that locking doors doesn't do anything since you can just unlock it with something simple as a hanger.

"Cami look-"

"You don't have to say anything I know I overreacted." I cut her off walking up towards her. "I'm proud of you sissy." I cooed.

Her pout then turned into a wide smile as we shared an hug. I sighed and mentally rolled my eyes because I know deep down I was still some what mad.

"I'm glad, because I just can't wait for you to meet Chris. He is truly amazing."

"I bet he is."

*******

Okay! So I'm trying something new! I've actually had this idea for a minute now and couldn't wait to actually publish it.

Tell me what you think of it so far!

Do we like Camille? Do we like Candice?

Do you think Camille was seriously overreacting?

What do you think will happened this weekend when Camille finally meets Chris?

Vote and Comment 😁

~ Leah 💕