Killafornia

V.

Killafornia

Vanity

"You ready to go?" He asked fixing the collar to his jacket as he came walking out of his room. I had since changed and was sitting on the couch just patiently waiting for him. Giving a nod of my head, he grabbed the keys to the Rover and I headed out the front door first, holding the door open for him.

"Are you okay?" I asked climbing up into the car, closing the door behind me and he got in next. Starting up the car, his eyebrows furrowed as he leaned closer looking at the miles on his car. "CJ, is everything alright?"

"Nah, why are there more miles put on my car." He said in a hard tone. "I know Imani didn't do what the hell I think she did."

"You think she was driving your car?"

"It's not a matter of I think, I know she has. Which explains the missing money from my various jars up in my closet. See, this is why I can't stand her. She's selfish and just does shit for the sake of doing it. Doesn't think through her actions and best of all, she deliberately pisses me off." He said with a snide laugh as he began the journey to the hospital. "I've got half the mind to pull her out of school and buy her that one way ticket to China right this second."

"You're not doing that. I understand you're mad-"

"I'm beyond mad, Vanity. She's part of the reason why I got locked up like I did and then she starts spending my hard earned money and driving around in my car? Hell no. She's lucky she's not my child and she better cross her fingers that Nana never gives up custody over her ass to me. I'd make the remaining two years she has till she's eighteen pure hell and then kick her ass out to the streets where she belongs." Hearing him talk like that about his younger sister is unsettling. I could never do it and I know I'd probably run off and kill myself if I knew my own older brother hated me this much. It's one thing for some friend to hate you- wouldn't make them a friend anymore obviously -but it's a deeper thing when your sibling hates you.

"CJ, I don't agree with anything she's done. Stealing, snitching and using your car without your permission but she's still your younger sister. As an older brother, especially since she doesn't have a Father, you basically are all she has to look up to for a male role model. You always saying you hate her, threatening her, yelling and arguing- what good does that do but make her upset? For example, you going off on her about all this isn't going to make matters any better. Instead of-"

"I don't want to hear it. She knows the kind of person I am-"

"That's where you're wrong. You're several different people when it comes to dealing with different people. You don't treat me like how you treat Imani. When you first met my Dad, remember how you were? You're like an octopus who can change their colors and patters to fit the situation you're in. Whenever you talk or deal with Imani, there's never any love. I know the love you have for me is way different than the love for Imani but there is no sibling love towards her. How is she supposed to talk to you about things if you push her away before she even walks up the driveway?" I didn't have the greatest relationship with Dad but he at least would hear me out when I needed to talk. Not in recent times but when I was fourteen and fifteen, Dad tried his best to reach out to me but it was hard because there were just things where I needed a Mother for but he did try.

"I don't wanna discuss this anymore."

"And here you go still pushing the topic of her away. I can see why she is the way she is with you, I would have been too-"

"Vanity, shut the fuck up. You don't know nearly half the shit I've had to put up with because of her ass. This isn't even shit that involves you." He shot back at me sternly.