Divine's Time

19. family reunion

Divine

I watched Time walk away as I sat and thought about what she said. I thought I was doing something right by expressing my feelings to her. But I only offended her more. "Time!" I called out she turned her head to face me with an annoyed expression then kept walking.

"Fuck." I cursed, running both my hands down my face. I watched as she swept her braids to the other side of her neck and her oversized brown checkered flannel shirt flew back from the wind.

I don't know if I can fix this.

I went back to the family and chopped it up smoking and eating with distant cousins and uncles. I glanced at Time from time to time as she introduced herself to family members and laughed with my mom. She fit right in.

I smirked a little as I watched her crack up laughing with my mom and playing with babies. She was a special girl, and I probably fucked any chance of us being more than friends up with my indecisiveness. Even though, it wasn't my intention she doesn't deserve a nigga like me playing with her head.

I watched as my aunt Leslie walked around bossing everybody around, as she casually sang along to the music. My Aunt Leslie was the oldest of my mom's sisters and they hated each other. Growing up I spent very little time with her because every time she and my Mama got together they would be close to throwing blows.

It's some deep-rooted drama in my mama's family that she rarely speaks about.

Throughout the day, I basically grubbed on the barbeque and made my rounds talking to people, knowing I was gonna see none of these people until the next Family Reunion. As I bit into my rib, my phone rang in my pocket. I licked the sauce from a few of my fingers before I picked up my phone, looking at the screen I hesitated but answered the unknown phone call.

"Yeah," I answered with a mouth full of saucy pork.

"Divine?" A female voice asked on the other line as I chewed,

"Yeah, who's this?" I asked.

"It's Francesca."

I instantly stopped chewing and wiped my mouth slowly. Why was she calling me?

My memory went back to when Emilio suggested I talk to her after he gave me the news about Tony. I was so much in shock I never even thought to go through with it.

"Yeah? What's up." I looked around the park and spotted Time taking a glance at me, she hurried and looked away when our eyes met.

"Emilio seriously suggested I talk to you."

I frowned, I didn't know how I felt about talking to these people again. I believe they don't mean any harm, but so far it hasn't been anything but painful secrets being revealed and I don't know if I can take anymore.

"About?"

She sighed, there were about 10 seconds of silence before she groaned, "I don't even know how he found out."

"Found out, what?"

"C-can you just meet with me, today? My husband is away for work and he will be back tomorrow." She asked with a raspy voice.

"What is this about?" I asked getting a little frustrated, "Why do I need to meet with you so bad?"

"It's regarding P. And it is important, you deserve to know everything. Please.. just come. I will send you my address." With that, she hung up leaving me with unanswered questions and spiraling thoughts.

What the fuck wouldn't I know about my brother, and why do they know answers to shit that I should know? Who the fuck are these people.

My chest began to get tight at the memory of me in their office having an emotional breakdown. The thought of me going through that alone again was frightening, I couldn't do it. My breathing got heavier as I searched the crowd of people, there was Time again looking at me.