Chapter 13Kyree Cash
"I want to start off by saying I apologize. You know I absolutely hate showing emotion. But, I understand that you want me to grieve with you so you don't feel alone but-GCO"
"Shut up Kyree. I know you don't and I don't care anymore. I love you so much and sometimes I think that I love you more than you love me. Being that I am your sister, I shouldn't feel this way. I mean since daddy died your not the same and I understand. I understand that we have a business to run and they don't need to see us weak but Kyree I want my brother back. I understand that you grieve better alone but I want you to understand I'm the total opposite. You started off being there for me but now you totally shut me out. When your not at work you come home and take a shower before you go to your office. You barely eat unless I bring you food. Despite the fact that you hate our mother, she always told us to stick together. She would say that if something were to happen to her or daddy then we would be al that each other had. Kyree you know we don't talk to our family. In the letter she specifically said, grieving is going to be hard so do it together. Meanwhile, you completely shut me out. And I take it. I take your shit because your my brother. In fear of you being mad at me, I brush it under the rug. But you know what? Fuck you and don't talk to me." She said before rushing off the bed and grabbing her purse. I jumped up and stood in front of her door.
"I'm sorry." I said to her, trying to keep from showing emotion.
"That's the same thing mom said." She said softly before walking past me towards the front of the house.
I couldn't help but drop my head in defeat. I haven't felt this broken since my dad died and my mother ran away. I walked away from her room just as she closed the front door. I walked to my side of the house and down the stairs into the basement. I walked to the safe and put in the code. It opened and I took a sigh of relief. This safe held the note from my mother along with 6 pre-rolled blunts a lighter and $10,000. I grabbed the note, two blunts and the lighter before retreating to the couch. I lit my blunt and read over the note that helped change our life.
"Dear Kyree and Rahlexi,I apologize from the bottom of my heart for leaving you all. But, if I don't leave, I'll most likely take my anger off on you both and kill myself. I don't want to put you both through anymore than I and your fathers death already have. I know this is when you need me the most but this is best for all of us. Kyree, I know everything is falling on you now but thanks to your father, you are prepared for anything that comes your way. I know that you and Lexi will make it and sky rocket straight to the top. Remember, excellence is the expectation. I know your father would be proud and know that I am very proud. I admire you and your sisters relationship so much. Me and my brother didn't have that. With that being said. I want you two to stay as close as possible. Now I know, grieving will be super hard, so do it together. I'm warning you all... If you all depart or have some big argument and not stick together, your life will be hard. So stay together. Lexi, I'm sorry mommy had to leave you all but its for the best. Your brother will take this hardest so I need you to be there for him. Because he is just like his father, this will be challenging. He is going to shut you out and you will want to just give up but DON'T. As much as he will put up his hard exterior, he will be grieving inside. I need you to stay by him until he finds the love of his life. I know he says that he will never marry or even fall in love... We both know that he is going to find a girl that he loves. With nthis being said, I love you both so much. As much as I dislike my family, if times get hard or something goes down with the business, call your Uncle Morris. He will be happy to help you all. I don't want you too shut him out because he is the only one that stood by me even after I disobeyed my parents and got pregnant. Please, stick together and continue to make me and your father proud.
~Mommy
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