Claimed By Him

11| A Change over

I'm back at Christiana and it has been two weeks since that shit show, I'm not living with my mom because what happened between Slinga and I messed me up mentally so I'm over at Andre's place. How I got home?? Andre was in the area, he went to visit someone at Barbican and he just came and got me. I cried my eyes out, but I didn't mention the guy's name because....Andre did warn me about Slinga.

Of course, he, being the overprotective cousin, began to pressure me to find out who the guy was that made me cry, and I didn't reveal anything.

In those two weeks, I didn't go anywhere, and I deactivated social media. I spent the time caring for myself, trying to get back my peace, trying not to miss Slinga, and not thinking about him and what happened without crying.

So I dyed my hair burgundy, got my toes and nails done as well, I got my nipples pierced along with my belly button, and I got a red-inked back tattoo on my spine. These things helped me out of my depressed state.

I spent time with Tyra and Smirnoff, who adored each other, although I had to save Smirf from her iron-like grip many times. She's getting a hand of it, and she handles him much more gently.

Oh yes, I forgot that mih ago see Mr Sinclair today eno....

Yes, I managed to get in contact with my father, and we agreed to meet up today. He isn't so bad. He was rather happy that I wanted to talk to him.

I slicked my hair back into a bun and put on a black graphic splash art hoodie, blue jeans, and my rainbow crocs. I didn't go all out, I just wanted to talk with him for a while, then leave, I have registration to attend school afterward. The meeting place will be at Mandeville at a café called The Hotspot Café.

I took a taxi there, and surprisingly, when I got there, he was already there, along with 4 males who I assumed were my older brothers. They were all good-looking, light-skinned, and they all looked different to me, aesthetic-wise. One looked calm and collected, he looked harmless, the other gave bad boy vibes and he had tattoos, the third one seemed timid and the fourth was the most normal looking the most normal one out of all of them, he seemed like the business type.

"Hello, good morning." I greeted them. I got back greetings.

Them ave manners tho, mon.

"You came here quicker than I thought you would. Have a seat." Mr Sinclair smiled, and I smiled back.

"I could've gotten here much sooner, but traffic and the wait for a Mandeville taxi took up my time." I replied, sitting down.

"I see. These are my sons and your brothers, Malik, Zyon, Tyreece, and Damian. Lucian couldn't make it but promises to meet you another time. Boys, meet your younger sister, LaNae." He introduced us. We shook hands and uttered pleasantries.

"So I won't be here for long, I would love to meet your wife, but that would be for another time, I guess. Anyway, it's weird finally meeting my father. I have had vague memories of you, but I can't remember every detail of how your face looked back then." I started, my eyes roamed his face. He's really handsome for his age.

"Yeah, I know. Your mom and I got divorced when you were 1 ½ years old, so of course you wouldn't remember me that well at all." He confirmed. I nodded.

"I have always wanted to meet you though, and even though it happened this late.....it feels like I don't need a father figure in my life because I have gone through so many years without one. I don't care what happened between  you and Mom, who cheated or whatever, I just wanna have that bond with you, I won't cause problems for you and your family, I'm happy that you are now happy and heck, I don't even need your money." I continued.