#8 :: Not Everything Is Shared

9) NATASHA

As I stood outside my uncle's home I really wondered if this was a good idea.

"I really appreciate you doing this for mum." Natalie said.

"I ain't doing this for mum. I'm doing this for me. I need the money and I need YOU up and out of my space." I told her.

"I thought you liked us being around." She pouted.

"Yeah, I do. I like when anyone comes around. The only problem is since you come around you ain't left." I told her making us both laugh. The door opened and to my surprise; my grandma answered it.

"Grandma...what are you doing here?" I asked her.

"You think you could do this without my say so?" she asked ignoring my question. I rolled my eyes at my big mouth uncle. He could never keep nothing to his self. As we sat down I could see the evil eyes Natalie was getting from both our uncle and grandma.

"Look, what reason do you lot have to be mad at Natalie? You don't really know her and she was brainwashed by our mother. She been staying with me the past month. If I can build a relationship with her and move on then so can you guys." I told them.

My grandma was very understanding and she listened to me most of the time so I hoped this would be one of those times.

"So, that's my great grandson and I'm assuming you have another one on the way?" my grandma asked Natalie in a polite manner.

"Ye..Yeah. This is Junior and I am pregnant again."

"Twenty two with almost two children. Do you work?" my grandma asked. So much for the polite manner.

"No. I have been living off of Dads money." she answered. Even I shook my head.

"Impossible. If you don't work and have to fend for yourself and Junior then realistically you should have no money left." Grandma said. She had a point. My sister likes the finer things in life.

"Junior's dad gives me quite a good amount of money. So I do have money left. Not a lot but enough. Me and Junior get by and we always will." She said confidently.

"Hmmmm..." grandma said. It was time for me to intervene.

"Well, this is why we are here. We know uncle dealt with or still does deal with the legalities of this families business, money and properties. Well, we want to sell up the family home." I said.

"No." grandma answered straight away. I knew she would. It was the last thing we had left of Daddy.

"Grandma, we both need the money, we both are not staying there. It makes sense." I told her. She looked at me then turned her back towards us. I rolled my eyes.

"Uncle, we need a quick but profitable sale. As well as that I need you to find a three bedroom for my sister and her little ones, somewhere near me. And finally. A small one bedroom FLAT for my dearest mother. Preferably one quite far, far, away!"

"NATASHA!!!" I heard both my grandma and Natalie say. Not for the same reasons of course.

"No way will that woman live in a house off of my sons' money!!" Grandma said close to shouting.

"We agreed a house! And one still in West London." Natalie whined. I rolled my eyes at them both. I turned to grandma.

"Grandma, I know you mean well and I know you love your son and our mother was no good to him other than having us. However, she is still our mother whether any of us like it or not. Besides, once this is done. Once we sign the house over to her then that's it. I want nothing more to do with her." I then turned to Natalie.