Chapter 15

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Its been a few weeks since Uncle Meech and I got into words. Dez was furious once I finally told her but then she remembered there was a time her uncle was over protective. I left out the part where I thought he was going to hit me. I've met up Uncle Meech for lunch for him to sit down and actually listen to me and not argue. He apologized again and assured me he wasn't going to lay a hand on me. I can see that he is just a scared man who was tasked with raising two kids after losing his sister. He has been trying his hardest our whole life. If he is involved in the drug trade I understand why he doesn't want me knowing. I decided to drop the whole thing. I don't want to know and I don't want to be involved. But something he said still bothers me. He said Zion isn't involved either but he is so close to my uncle. He is allowed in the forbidden areas. So how is he not involved. I decided I should ask him straight up. Uncle Meech wouldn't tell me but lets see if Zion would.

I knocked on his door and he barely opened it

"Hey can we talk" I asked

"Maybe later Z" he tried to close the door

"Woah gonna slam the door in your baby sister's face" I put my hand on my hip

"No but seriously let's talk later" He smiled

"Someone in there" I whispered

"Bye bye" He closed the door

Oh my. He totally has someone in there. Zion's girlfriend dumped him about 3 years ago and he hasn't had a date since. Now he has a girl in his room. I skipped down the hall back into my room. I took a shower and put on a simple tube top and biker short set. As I came out of my room and Zion was closing the front door.

"Snuck out your company" I laughed

"Z" He shook his head

"Dont blush" I walked downstairs

"I'm not blushing" He hugged me "what did you want to talk about"

"What do you do with Uncle Meech" I asked

"I knew you'd ask this" he looked around

"Please Zion. Don't keep me in the dark" I looked at him

"I'm not involved in what it is you think he does. I can assure you that" he smiled

"Good enough for me I guess" I sighed

"Don't worry about all that remember" he rubbed my shoulder

"If it is what I think. Be careful" I sighed

He gave me a warm smile and just nodded. He then walked back upstairs and into his room. They kinda make me nervous that it is what I think it is. I feel dirty living in a house bought with drug money. Wearing clothes bought with drug money. And living a life fueled by drug money. If something goes wrong and if this life comes toppling down I would get caught up in it. That's something I don't want. The fact that he may sell drugs has always been in the back of my mind but now it seems all to real. I fully confronted him and in so many words he confirmed it. A life of drugs is no life I want to live but the reality is I have been living it and didn't know. Out of sight out of mind has been for the best and curiosity killed the cat.

I walked in my room to do my makeup.
I'm focusing on me more. So whatever it is my uncle does and maybe my brother is not my concern. If it is what I think it then yeah I'm safer not knowing. And my uncle does all he can to keep me away from it. Assuming he does it at his house. I rarely go there. I've been there more often lately but we just hang out in the living room. My uncle is a business man and I'll leave it at that.
I finished getting ready and walked back downstairs. Zion was sitting at the table eating breakfast.

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