"I'm sorry." I say sincerely through the phone.
Her beautiful eyes bloodshot and her nose reddened from crying, she looks at me wearily.
"I'm...I'm so tired." She sighs, her voice muffled through the static of the line.
"We're going to fix it oka...
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A/N: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT They gone be fucking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oakley 'Cench' Caesar-Su Casablanca, Morocco
Her back was pressed against me as my arms were wrapped around her, I kissed her shoulder and in the reflection of the gold plated elevator and I can see her roll her eyes.
I chuckle at her little attitude, because once we got in the room all my games would begin. "Baby I'm exhausted." She sighs, and now it's my turn to roll my eyes but I knew she was tired because the day was draining.
Earlier we had all went camel riding in the desert, the African sun was hotter than New York, or London had ever gotten so mutually we were beat.
We exit the elevator as it hits our floor and make our way to the room, where Killian b-lines to the bathroom and prepares for a shower.
The night before was a shit show, and I knew something had to be wrong for Ameena to come to our room instead of calling Killian to have their moment. Sure I was irritated by my time with Killian being interrupted, but knowing Killian would prioritize Ameena in the moment I spoke to Wadz like I knew she would've wanted me to do.
Was he receptive to anything I said? Not really, and that's why keeping him and Ameena apart was another part time job I had today. I wouldn't say this is their first sibling blow up, they've had a few since I knew them but this one seemed to be the most brutal.
This was the type of situation where two people viewed their upbringing differently. If you asked Wadz he'd tell you his parents didn't care about him or Ameena, but they were the proudest of Meena for her career choices. They settled for his success because it was fruitful far earlier than her career.
All in all this was sibling shit, and the more we stepped into their sibling issues the harder it was to was to get through to either of them. In some way I understood how Killian chose to be there for Ameena, because I'd been there for Wadz the exact same way.
He's come to my home after something crazy would go down, and end up crashing at my place for hours or days on end to get his mind right. The problem was Ameena and Walid were the same person, in different fonts so to speak.
Head strong, determined, and precarious. Same traits just presented differently, a mirror of each other if you will.
Aside from babysitting during the day activity, my mind was always fall back to Killian and making sure she was having a good time. I'd catch her off in a la-la land most of the trip, and would bring her back to the present with a touch.
Today I really felt like the day was inching on extremely slow, because I just wanted to get back to the room and enjoy my woman. After sleeping on the couch last night, to give her and Ameena the bed I had to let Meena know she was back with Ant for tonight.
