Step Brother (Jacob latimore story)

Chapter 33

"Happy birthday!!!". I woke up hearing the sounds of my grandma,cousins and aunt

"Yeah,it's my birthday",I said in a somewhat sad way.

"Get up get up get",said Bethany while shaking the bed.

"Ok okay",I assured her,pulling the seats off my body and placing feet on the ground about to stand up. "See am up".

"My niece is 17",aunty announced while hugging me.

"Space, air,oxygen. I don't want to die today for sure",I stated and she released me from her suffocating hug.

"Hug me child",grandma demanded and I did just that.

"Cousins",I said and they attacked me.I Almost tumbled down like humty dumbty.

"Guys",I said.

"We know we know,get off me!",they said in unison.

I cleared my throat,"Can I get a little privacy".

"Um yes",aunty said. "Come kids and mom".

"It's my room too",Bethany protested because her mom was shoving she and Brandon out.

I entered the bathroom and did hygienestuffs:brush teeth,wash face,take a shower.

Afterwards I checked my messages as well as went through my Facebook page. It was full of happy birthday messages

Monica
Baby girl it's your bday
Turn down for what

I laughed at the message before replying.

Me
Thanks

Monica
Still sad about your party tho

Me
Same

Monica
Sigh,ma text you later ok

Me
Ight

Shortly afterwards dad call and wish me a happy birthday. He even put Shaneka who wasn't that cheerful who could blame her. I beat the shit out of her. Yes! I regret it,sometimes but I apologize a trillion times.

Danielle and Her sister wish me a happy birthday by text message and how they're saddened by the fact my party is cancelled.

"So you're going out later",said Bethany,standing at the door as I approached. Wait I thought I locked the door.

"Yeah,but remember you and I are going to get our hair and nails done shortly",I assured.

"Ah,yea but mom doesn't  want me to dye my hair",she pouted.
I laughed,"Can't help you with that,cause when auntie say no she means it".

In a low voice she said,"I know".

"You're lucky you can put on false nails",I said and she nodded in agreement. "So it's just you, me and your mom",I stated. "I think so",she reply. "Well let's ask",I suggested and I follow behind as Bethany leads the way.

After knock for almost eternity she finally unlock the door. Bethany and I saw her in a bathroom robe and I assumed that was the reason,she took so long to answer the door.

"Children",she stated.

"Well um whose gonna accompany us to the salon?" I asked.

"I forgot about that",she said. Bethany and I looked at her in disbelief.

"But grandma",Bethany said.

"If I recalled we said maybe it wasn't a sure thing plus Zamoia looks fine and so do you",she stated holding her towel firmly so that it doesn't fall of. I'll be scarred.

"What if someone take us,such as David",I suggested.

"I guess that can work since he's your dad."

"So you'll call him".

"What? I thought you were going to",I said as she comes close to me.

"Well if you insist",she implies.
She grab the phone off the table and dial dad number. Bethany and I watched her carefully while crossing our fingers,hoping he'll say yes.

"Well am ok". Were the last words grandma said before she hung up.

"So what did he say?"asked Bethany.

"He can't make it something about Jacob...",said grandm. I tuned her out when after she said Jacob's name. Maybe is the fact I hadn't seen him in almost a week but what bother me the most Is what is wrong with Jacob?. Oh come on,it's my birthday I shouldn't be worrying that much I bet he's okay plus if it was serious dad would had told me the time he called but suppose Jacob called Shaneka couple minutes after dad called me.

"Zamoia are you listen?"asked grandma,snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yea",I answered and she looked at me almost as if she doesn't believe me. Which I understand why.

"Yea,so I'll do it",she continued to say.

"Do what?"I asked Bethany in a low voice. Which wasn't that low or was it the ear-in-aid because grandma hear and answer before Bethany could.

"Thought you were listening",she said. I didn't respond. "Anyways your dad is busy with that stepson and can't even make time for his daughter anyways. I'll bring you two".

"Thanks,I know dad and he'll do anything for me so I think it's something important. Plus he'll do anything for his fiancee he did anything for my mom. Right grandma",I defend dad. Yes he can be a ...not even gonna say it but he loves me unconditionally.

"I'll be ready in 20 or less minutes. There is food waiting",she said smiling at me and I whispered "I thought he wasn't my father". Her eyes widen and I was confused cause that's what she said to dad and I.

"Bethany is waiting for you-"

"Grandma I am old enough to know",I stated.

"Now is not the time",she said.

I shook my head as I exit the room.

***
I was surrounded by food. I eat a pancake with strayberry and chocolate smoothie.

"That's all you going to take",said Bethany and I looked at her plate which was packed with sausage,bacon,pancakes,egg,meatloaf. I wonder where all that was going to go. She caught me staring,"So it's all you can eat and I definitely know you love to eat". She wasn't wrong about that. I could eat and eat. I just felt for something light or is it the fact am worried about Jacob. "I hope you finish all of  that before grandma is ready",I said. She nodded afterwards attacking the pancakes with her fork as the weapon.

I couldn't stop thinking about him. I wanted to call dad but apart of me;most likely brain doesn't think it's a good idea.

"What ya thinking about?"asked Bethany,wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin.

"Mmm nothing",I answered. Am I really that obvious?

"Cause I saw you starting out a space-"

"Eat your food!"I snapped which cause her to jump a little.

"Sooorrrrry,I just tryna help",she said. "I finish eat cause my plate is clear!".

Grandma met us and ate something light then we headed to the taxi which she called.

The journey was silent. Bethany and I had on our headphones and our eyes were glued to the phone.

Half hour later,we were there.
I started off with my foot being washed and polished and then hands. It was the same for Bethany.

The hair dresser washed and put my hair under the hair dryer.

My phone received a message from Monica

Monica
Jacob is in the hospital