Chapter 11: The Storm Will Come

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Ahayah

"This looks so good Jamaica." I said as I sat at the table across from her. She had made a big breakfast. Pancakes, eggs, Bacon, sausages, and she heated up some Hawaiian bread. She know some! She smiled big at me and started eating her food.

"Wait. Where your meat at Jamaica?" I asked looking at her plate which only contained eggs, pancakes, and Hawaiian bread. "If you haven't noticed I don't eat meat like that. I'm slowly becoming a vegetarian. Ion know I just don't like people killing animals and stuff that just don't sit right with me." She explained. I nodded my head and checked the time. '8:41' ... "I gotta go home soon. I gotta check on my mom and pops then you know I gotta get to the dance studio." She nodded her head and made a pouty face.

"Will I see you later?" She asked standing up with her empty plate. "Yea if you want. Ill come back or you can stay over my place." I replied. She smiled but shook her head. "Two problems one Arora come home later and two your girl gone pop up and ima lay that ass out." She smirked and winked. I shook my head and got up with my empty plate.
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"Heyyyy momma!" I squealed hugging my fragile mom. When I pulled away she tilted her head and looked me up and down. The nurses here said they think she's coming down with the Alzheimer's disease. I'm starting to think so too. "Its me momma your daughter Ahayah and your oldest daughter Analaa." I told her. She smiled and rubbed my face ever so softly.

"I know I know baby. Do I look nice today?" She asked fixing her clothes. I smiled and nodded my head up and down. Unlike many other older parents my mom and dad had me and my sister once they got in their thirties nearing their forties. So now they're 61 and 63. Usually some parents would still look all young and all that but nope not my parents. They all old and wrinkled but still beautiful.

"Hey pops.." I whispered as he adjusted his hearing aide. He gripped his cane and stood up slowly pulling me into a hug. "My baby." He whispered back. "Yes papa it's me Ahayah." I smiled big and hugged him tight. "Wheres Patience?" He asked looking around. "Patience isn't around anymore papa she has other things goin on in her life." I informed him.

"No she came by. Umm. Yesterday. We talked and she showed me your engagement ring." He told me looking down at my hand. "Where is it?" He asked rubbing his thumb over my ring finger. "Papa we aren't getting married. Patience is not the same girl I met in high school she's way different. And we been broke up. She asked me if I'd marry her one day I told her no." I replied.

He shook his head and sat back down in his recliner. "I saw you in that newspaper girl." My mom called out to me. I'm guessing she forgot who I was already. I looked around and picked up the newspaper she pointed to.

'Model Ahayah Hughes Has A Love Life' was the heading of the article. Up under it was a picture of me and Jamaica dancing at the restaurant. I smiled at it cause it was cute. It was when we were hand in hand and she was about to spin me back to her. We both were smiling. The paragraph read:

The model Ahayah Hughes was recently caught at Chantels dancing and having a great time with a mystery person. Over the years she's never showed face with anyone except family. But now we see it. The model has been modeling for Summer Seasons magazine for over 3 years now. Its been heard around the company that's she'll be modeling for all seasons magazines! Stay tuned for more of Ahayah Hughes!

I shook my head and took a picture of the newspaper sending it to Jamaica.

Jamaica: We making headlines baby!! Lol we cute as hell!

I know right my mom showed it to me. I want that picture Lol!

Me and Jamaica texted for a while more then I talked to my mom tryna get her mind together about who I am. Analaa sat talking to my dad showing him pictures of Ania. "Aye girl what's your name?" My mom asked pointing at me. "Momma I'm your baby girl Ahayah..." I stood up and showed her the birth mark on my rib cage. She looked at it then admired the tattoos I had on both my sides. Yes I have tattoos I may have forgot to mention them.

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