Jungle 2 the Hills

Bonus Chapter: Chaos

Kash

I spent most of the early morning tossing and turning in the guest room of my daddy house. Khadijah seemed to enjoy the comfort, but it was too peaceful for me. The quiet room made me feel noid—like somebody was watching or listening out for something. I couldn't get up fast enough when Kayla knocked on the closed door.

"Good morning. Y'all going to church with y'all brother and sister?" Turns out it was our daddy.

"That's what Dijah want." I shrugged.

"Well...Kay making breakfast. I'm a head back to the hospital, but I wanted to check on y'all." He walked into the room.

"Morning, daddy." Khadijah stretched and smiled.

"Good morning. I was just saying y'all sister making breakfast before church. I'm going back to the hospital in a lil bit."

"You not coming to church too?" She asked him.

"...I don't go to church. Not often anyway. It's not my thing, won't force it to be y'all's. Unless y'all already go...that's cool too."

I just wanted him to get out of our faces. Dude a whole stranger to us, but he our father. That shit make me mad. I thought I knew so much about this family from the internet, but don't know shit about them at all. How I go from broke to being in a multi-million dollar family?

"No, we don't go. I wouldn't mind it though if it's a family thing. Oh, I don't own any church clothes." My sister scratched her head.

"Kayla got y'all. Kash, you can wear something of mine. Baby Keem too fucking tall. Well...see y'all later." He slowly walked out the room and closed the door behind him.

"I don't feel right. This whole thing awkward as fuck." I shook my head.

"It feels like I'm in a movie, no lie. But Kash, be open." Dijah stood up.

"I'm trying." I got up too.

We both went downstairs to see Kayla and lil Keem in the kitchen, fixing their plates. They welcomed us to join them and told us we had plenty of time before our ride came to pick us up. I grabbed a paper plate and stared at the cheesy eggs Kayla made. My mama nor sister can cook so I was hesitant that Kayla knew what she was doing. I was a cereal or instant oatmeal kinda nigga.

"Get some of everything. By the time church is over you'll be starving." She put scrambled eggs on her toast and stuffed her mouth.

"What's that green shit?" I asked lil Keem as he spread something on his toast.

"Avocado. I didn't think to leave some. Sorry." He talked with a mouthful.

"I don't want that." I frowned and took a seat.

With eggs, ham, toast, and a few grapes, I began eating. The table was quiet until I asked about showering and brush our teeth. Kayla told us we had our own bathroom and it had everything we needed. Her and Khadijah talked about outfits for church as I kept my head down. The breakfast was decent, but I didn't have the appetite to finish it.

Going back upstairs, I went into the guest bathroom and got ready to shower. Before hopping in, Kayla brought in a black suit and a collared shirt with black pants for me to try on. She even brought me a fresh pair of drawls. I'm not wearing a fucking suit to church so I'll go with the designer shirt and pants. In the shower, I was shocked by the water pressure—that shit felt good as fuck. Because of that, I took a little longer.

When I got out, my siblings were downstairs waiting on me. Khadijah and Kayla complimented how well our dad's clothes fit me. Lil Keem topped it off by giving me one of his watches to wear. I looked the part, but I was iffy about going somewhere new with them.