Phoenix Mating

September

Courtney

Being back in Jersey was a pleasant experience to say the most. I was back at home for the next three days then back to NOLA I go. I decided to stay at my family house, with my brother and sister, my mother was still living with her brother in the next town over. Living with just my siblings was nice, but nothing compares to the freedom I have back in my own home. And the sense of independence I have now not having to listen to anyone's rule because I was responsible and accountable of myself.

"Courtney!" My brother, Savannah, yelled from the next room.

"What," I grunted sitting up from my old bed.

"Can you come here?"

"No," I yelled, laying back down to read the manga on my phone. My brother was a 20 year old baby, and Jesus Christ did he love to pester me. He wasn't a horrible kid, he was just super affectionate and needy, much like our sister.

Seconds later I heard my brother grunting as he rearranged his body in his room. There were four more grunts, and two bumps before I heard him snatch his door open. He knocked on my door jam before putting his face into my room.

"Are you going to cook for us since you're leaving tomorrow?" My stupid little brother asked with cute widened eyes. Me and my brother admittedly looked exactly alike, except he was about 2-3 shades darker than me. We were often confused for mother and son, which neither one of us took to well too. He was often more verbal about it than I was, which made it funnier.

"Savannah, you are supposed to be treating me. Why in God's name would I cook for you?" I asked sitting up.

"Excuse me," Jevonne, my younger sister, said barging through the door. She shoved a bowl of food into my brother's chest and handed me another bowl before going back up front to get her own food.

"Let me just go in my room," My brother sighed, going into his room and slamming the door.

Seconds later Jevonne came back into the room before plopping on her bed. I refused to say anything about her and my brother's relationship, it was too much a burden the way they constantly argued, and now that I'm not living in the state it's no longer my problem.

"So have you been seeing anyone in New Orleans?" My sister asked fiddling with the television, trying to put something on. I was about to answer but got a notification from Instagram, it was Jason. Wonder what he wants. I got a preview of the message, it started: "It's really cool that you let Marcus take my cousin out.."

"Give me one second," I told my sister before picking up my phone and going to Instagram and reading the rest of the message.

"She just broke up with her boyfriend and was really looking for a good time. She's been out with Marcus before, so it's really nice that you let them enjoy a night out together. Marcus really lucked up with you."

The Opening to Marcus' club was last night, he did text me last night saying the party was starting and he was going to text me today. It made sense that he didn't text me yet, but I was just gonna look at the pictures to see what the set up was like. The first picture looked innocent enough with the two of them standing side by side posing for the picture. I kept going through the pictures, some were of random people, the food, in another picture Marcus and Jason's cousin were in a group picture taking shots. Innocent enough, again I see no real problem here. I kept scrolling seeing much of the same pictures before I saw Jason's cousin with her ass attached to Marcus' pelvis and his hands around her waist. A spark of jealousy struck through me so quick I didn't know how to calm down.

"Why are you suddenly sweating, did you get a heat flash or something?" Jevonne asked. I chuckled trying to laugh off my frustration. I wiped the top of my forehead with the back of my sleeve.