friday knights

9 ... the weekend

  friday
knights
9

AMIRA ANXIOUSLY CHOPPED EXTRA hair off of her test mannequin—a little too much, watching the pieces fall like her once light heart that was now heavy, slowly dropping to the ground of her ass. The imagery was a bit extra but that's how she felt. Her heart felt like it was indeed falling to her ass and she had no idea why. Today was Friday—three days after the twins kidnapped her to New Jersey, and it was her weekend with the knights. Mrs. Knight was taking some time off from her flower shop, but she still needed an extra hand.

Maybe she was anxious because she had to spend three days living in the same house as Carter and Cato.

But it didn't accrue to her that she'd be around the twins so much, she practically barely even noticed them around her anymore as they were always around.

They were indeed a part of her life.

Whether she liked it or not.

In front of her, Yasmin—the girl from the bathroom, stopped styling her mannequin from her desk and looked at the unconscious state Amira was in. She looked at the uneven cuts of her mannequin along with the holes on the sides of the face from the scissors. Sitting her comb and hairspray down, she took her apron off and approached Amira. "You good?"

"Huh?" Amira came back to life, flinching at the state of her poor mannequin who she pictured crying on the inside at her chopped-up hair. "Oh," She sat her tinsel on her desk. "Sorry, I was distracted," She sat down in her chair. Yasmin chuckled, flicking her test head.

"I can see that. What's going on in your head?"

"That's the thing," She frowned, shaking her head.

"I don't know."

"Well maybe you need a night out," She suggested.

"Can't. Going to work for the weekend," She blew out a breath, not prepared to parent around this weekend.

"Oh, yeah don't you work for the twins' family?"

Amira raised a questionable brow and Yasmin leaned against her desk. "Word gets out quick about y'all."

She rolled her eyes, "Figures."

"What's it like over there with the rich folk?"

Amira shrugged, swirling around in her seat.

"Nothing interesting. I just nanny their youngest kids while they're away for the weekend and get paid by Sunday. Sometimes their mom just needs an extra hand so it's still easy money. Same on random weekdays. It fits right into my schedule so I have time to go to class and be there with the kids. It's a pretty easy job nonetheless. The kids aren't so bad which is saying something considering they're related to the twins. But eh," She shrugged carelessly.

"So you get to spend weekends with them," Yasmin pointed out, wiggling her newly waxed eyebrows.

"Don't go there, okay? I'm tired of people assuming I'm either sleeping with them or got some stupid crush on them. I tolerate them because I'm forced to, they won't leave me alone," She came off as a bit aggressive.