Lai
Malasia ran around the house, leaving her toys scattered behind. I swear this little girl has way too much energy. "Lasia, baby girl, you have to sit down so I can put your clothes on." I followed behind her until we were in my room. She attempted to climb up on the bed but it was too high for her. I picked her up and sat her on the bed. "We have to comb your hair and find you some shoes."
She occupied with herself with the ribbons as I brushed her hair into a ponytail. She looked more like Corey than me. I see my eyes and maybe lips. Corey's family has strong genes. Mama and Kevin were taking her out to spend the weekend with Mama's side of the family in Georgia and I'm sad to see her go because I know I'll miss her running around here like a chicken with its head cut off, but I'll also be able to search for a job and enjoy myself a little more.
"Lai, I told you to have her ready a hour ago. Why are you just now putting on her clothes?" Mama asked as Kevin picked up Lasia's tote bag. I shrugged. "I love you." I kissed her on the nose before handing her over to Mama. Her face lit up once she seen Mama and she began talking more.
"Amare's staying with you until we get back and I left the car keys on the table in there. Bye, be careful up here!" she shouted once she was at the front door. The door slammed shut and I flopped down on my bed. I've been planning what I'm going to do with my weekend ever since Mama asked to take Malasia but now that it's here, I have no clue what to do first. I grabbed my phone, unlocked it then started scrolling through my contacts. There was really no one in this area that I knew who could show me a good time without all the extra.
Yaris's voicemail came on again and I groaned, ending the call, while sitting on the bed. Looks like my Friday is going to be spent in the house. That's fine. It' not like this is the first time this has happened. "Aye, can my friends come over here?" Amare stood in my doorway with a basketball in his hands and of course his backpack was on.
"No more than three and please don't mess my house up. Close my door," I said. "Bet." Once he closed the door I stripped down to my under garments and got in my bed even though it was around six o' clock in the afternoon. That made me question why my brother didn't he ride with my parents over here? Who brought him here because we live out of walking distance? Fuck it, he's old enough to know his rights from wrongs and it's only a matter of time before he gets caught up.
The T.V. switched from commercial-to-commercial as I laid there, mentally forcing myself to get out of bed. I stretched my arm out across onto the other side of the bed. I stared at the empty space in the bed. Times like this made me question if he was doing the same thing? Thinking about me? I doubt it. He's probably already moved on although I haven't heard anything about him lately. Ugh! Why were so many people always playing with my emotions? I hate arguing with the people I need the most.
I stared at myself in the mirror. What am I even doing? I felt so much prettier a month ago. My eyes had bags under them and my face looked so pale. Am I slowly falling off? Is there something wrong with me? Is that why no one will stay with me? Instead of me always blaming others, maybe I need to blame myself. Maybe it's me with the problem. It's just that no one can understand me. Well, it feels like that..
"Lai, can you take us to his brother's crib?" Amare walked into his room with his two friends following behind. I nodded. "Give me a minute."
I dressed down because I needed to go to the grocery store. Amare and his friends were lounging around in the living playing games and eating all of my food. I'm so glad they were all finally leaving now 'cause this boys would eat you out of a house and home. I grabbed the car keys and my phone then walked out of the room. "Let's go!" I shouted. They all slowly stood up and followed me out of the door.
"Turn here," the boy said. I did as told and a neighborhood appeared. It was so nice out here. The houses were huge and I already knew they were expensive so I could kiss that bye. His brother is doing the thing. He probably has a good-paying job.
"Amare, are you staying the night because I'm not coming back out after this?" I asked. He nodded. "Yeah, just go on."
"OK, don't leave this house unless his brother is with you all." I'll kill them all if anything happens to my baby brother.
Adrian
I slammed my purse on the countertop. Yasmeen looked up from the book she was reading and sat her cup down. "Michael?" I nodded. "Again? Damn, what is it this time?!"
"He asked me," I paused, "If I was jealous of her and I admitted to it." Yasmeen sighed heavily. "How does it feel to get that off your chest? Do you feel any better because you told the truth?"
Now that I think about it it was nice to tell Michael the truth like that. Telling the truth was something he never did with me. It was always lie after lie after lie to cover up for the first lie. "I'm just done with him and all that bullshit," I said. That's a lie and Yasmeen knows it. I couldn't leave Michael even if I wanted to. But it's only so much that I can take before I get fed up with him going between me and his groupies. What's so hard about committing to one person? He couldn't do it even if his life depended on it.
"Lie," Yasmeen mumbled. I rolled my eyes while scanning the refrigerator. What was so good about Lai anyways? "Who is she? I mean, what does she have that I don't? Looks? I'm way past her. Money? Much more than whatever she's making. Michael just needs to stop chasing after jump-offs. You know?"
"Adrian, you're thinking about the surface. What if it's something much more deeper than that. There are a lot of beautiful girls in the world that Michael could have and he sees them bypass everyday when he's working but does he break his neck to look at them? No. Maybe there's something that a girl has to have to catch his attention and if you don't got it then you don't got it. Face it. Lai's got his attention and you had it at one point in time but you wanted to play with his feelings, always starting arguments with him to make him feel bad, making him feel like he's less of a man, always acting out whenever you two were out together, etcetera. There was only so much that he could take and one day he just said fuck it. That same day is when you realized that you wanted to get serious with the relationship." Yasmeen took a deep breath.
"Give the man a break. You've been nagging him ever since he got a little change in his pockets. Let him miss you for a minute which I doubt he'll do after all this." You could tell that she was wanting to say this to me for a very long time and now that the time had come she finally worked up the courage to tell me. I appreciate her help but it isn't really needed. I have everything worked out with Michael and listening to everyone else will only hurt our relationship which is something we definitely don't need. I don't even know if we have a relationship anymore.
I sat up in bed. I'd been tossing and turning all night while because everything that Yasmeen said earlier was on my mind. Michael isn't the same anymore. He's attracted to new things and maybe I'm being left behind. If only he had feelings for me like I have for him things would be a lot less difficult.
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