V.2, Chapter 15

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Chapter 15: Royal Pains. (part 2)

Cairo.

"Im waiting on Chase and Polo then we sliding to the hospital. Where are you?" Jay asked me as I flipped the camera and exhaled, "Newark Airport. Our connecting flight is about to board. I just left so abruptly that I didn't get to tell you."

"Oh if I had a sister I would have hopped on that flight too. Its just your Dad and you?" He asked as I flipped the camera and exhaled, "And my grandmother. She had some sick days at the news station. I just hope this is where she ran off too" I stopped talking as I saw my Dad walking back up with Starbucks in hand.

"When we land Ill txt you. See you when I get back and make sure to get my work this week from school. I emailed my teachers." I told Jay as he nodded and blew me a kiss and I smirked and blew one back. I hung up as my dad walked over and handed me my Vanilla Bean.

"Your grandmother is still waiting on her croissant" he sat down taking a deep breath and I asked, "You okay? You havent said three words."

"Because I am just in a whirlwind of emotions and so many thoughts of going thru my head. I saw my husband get lowered into the ground days after he took his last breath. To hear his voice on that call just"

"Something is clearly up! If it was Dad why wouldn't he contact you or me for that matter. He never even laid eyes on Adaijah. We both know how curious she was about him growing up and I think getting that message made her feeling important to him. That the possibility of that actually being him came into play" I explained as my dad grabbed my hand and he took a deep breath and stated, "Part of me knows he is dead and that I am going to get to Garlandia and put my foot so far up your sisters ass she is gonna be chewing toenails for dayss trust and believe that....then the other half is like if his dad had the power to doctor DNA results and use his power the way he see fits, then faking his son death isnt far fetched. I mean I have witnessed a faked death hence my Dad and when it comes to him steer clear. He has the charm to make you love him and then disappoint you. He is far from the man I thought he was and further from the grandpa I would have ever envisioned for my kids. I know I told you Oakland would be different and"

"And it has. This was in our life plans before you knew it. Dad I am big boy! I san sift thru B.S you raised me remember. Its us against the world always. And Im sorry I didnt tell you about the little arrangement with Rome. It was not to disrespect you or go against your wishes. I know he hurt you bad but if Im being honest he didn't have to be my dad because I had an amazing one in you and the memories I have with Gregg is etched into my brain forever." I explained as My Dad smiled and we quickly hugged. And he exhaled, "so you dont believe that was your fathers voice."

"No. I think something is up and we are going to figure it out...."

"Here!" We heard my grandma say startling us as she handed my Dad and shot cup and then myself.

"He only 17!" My Dad snapped.

"Please that boy drinks! The last 24 hours been crazy and I have yet to even wrap my head around the fact that my ex husband is back and house sitting while we are running to a kingdom looking for Adaijah. Why would she even do this? CHEERS!" She said as she tossed the shot back and my Dad looked at me and he closed his eyes and tossed his back and I followed suit. On edge dad is more care-free. Im livinggggg.

Garlandia....13 hours later

"What do you mean the AirBnB canceled our stay?" My dad snapped as he was on the phone with the customer service rep. We had been standing outside the airport for about 14 minutes waiting for our Uber that was taking us to our now canceled stay. I was taking it all in. My Dad told me when I was little at how this place looked like one of those 100 piece puzzles...where its so beautiful to where it looks unreal. I cant believe I am in Garlandia. Just up until a few months ago I had always thought this was all mine whenever I wanted it. I was the lost prince and now I am the bastard that my Dad helped raised—in the eyes of these people. Jon Snow as fuck!

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