Fire and Desire

Chapter 17

I woke up to an empty bed and the sun shining so hard through my blinds.

As I cracked open my swollen eyes, I turned and felt an empty space and saw a small white card in the place of Aubrey.

"Good morning Rea. I've flown to New York back for tour. I hope you'll fly out later this evening and join me. We'll talk about this properly Rea. I love you. More than you'll ever know.

Aubrey."

The gold writing was neatly spread across the card, his writing scruffy but cursive as though he'd quickly taken his time. Like the walking contradiction he is. He'd signed his name with a small heart, edges round and perfect and a small hand drawn OVO owl, its beak slightly too long for its body, but a good enough attempt. I chuckled to myself, a Scorpio sweetheart.

I swung my legs out the overly massive bed and stretched as I made my way to the bathroom. I was dressed in one of Aubrey's shirts and it came up very oversized. The nude tiles were cool and crisp under my feet and manicured toes as I switched on the spotlight.

I stood staring at myself in the massive mirror. My curls were dry and limp. The bags under my eyes were dark and heavy and my face was pale.

I was a sight.

I grimaced as I ran my hands over my stomach, running my hands over my waist and frame.

Turning the shower knob as I undressed, I smoothed my hand over the small birthmark in the inside of my arm. I was told my mother hand one just like it and I assume my siblings would also, provided I had any.

My adoptive mother filled me in on my life when I turned 13. I'd been with her since I was 3 and never knew anything prior.

"OK Rea I'm going to introduce you to your new brother. His name is Asiago."

I twiddled with the silver bracelet on my wrist as I saw a small boy, maybe slightly taller than me waffle up to me. I titled up my head and brushed my bouncy curls out my face. His skin was lighter than mine, but still had a golden tone to it. His hair was short, dark and boasted thick curly tight ringlets. His eyes were big and brown and searched my equally big eyes.

My new brother.

"I'm .. Asiago. Who are you?" He said, his soft voice quizzical.
"I'm .. Rea. I'm 3. Are you three?" I answered back.
He giggled loudly, "IM NOT 3 IM 6!" he shouted as he tapped me on the shoulder, "you're it!"

He began running through the corridors of my new home, looking back waiting for me to start running too. I picked up my pace and began chasing after him, our curls bouncing in synchronisation. When I finally caught up to him I pushed him to the ground and we collapsed in a heap.

He looked up at me, his eyes unreadable.

I grinned widely, my toothy white smile shining down.

"NOW YOU'RE IT!!"

I stood under the shower head as hot beads of water cascading down my brown skin. I used the screen inside the shower to play some music. I chose Spiteful by PND from P3.

TEN MINUUUUTES OUT TORONNO GIRL I NEED YOU

WHERES YOUR LOYALTY AND HONOUR WHEN I NEED YOUUUUUU

MOST NIGHTS AT WORK, PRAYING IN CHURCH FOR ME SHE SAYS SHE WANTS TO SEE ME SMILE ...

MORE!

COME ALONG WAY I NEED MILES MORE

I FOUND YOU I CAN FIND MOREEEE

DONT GET TOO CAUGHT UP WITH THAT ....

My loud ass singing was quickly interrupted by the system phone ringing. I peaked at the caller ID and answered from inside the shower.

"Hello?"
"Hi."

It was Aubrey. Trust him to interrupt during this song.

"Did I disturb you?"

"No I .. I'm just in the shower."

It was though I heard his voice perk up although he had not yet spoken. I sensed a slick smile appear across his face.

"The shower huh ? I miss you."

"But what you really want to say is ....?"

I felt him roll his eyes cheekily.

"I do miss you Rea. Come and join me here in New York so I can show you how much I truly miss you."

I sighed and closed my eyes briefly. I hadn't had Aubrey inside of me in so long I was having withdrawal systems. The feel of him buried inside me, his lips buried into my neck, his beard tickling my .. but I wasn't about to let him know I longed for him.

"We haven't talked yet Aubrey."

He was King of sweeping shit under the carpet.

Not this time.

Not with a baby .. foetus..embryo involved.

"We can talk after we fuck..make love..try again..I beat it up.. All that baby. I just want you back properly so we can do this again..."

He paused briefly and sighed to himself.

"What's a star when his most important fan is missing?"

I smiled to myself. A line from the first Drake song/feature I ever heard 'Say Something'.

"He is nothing." I replied.

He let out a deep chuckle that sent shivers down my bare spine.

"So come out here and join me again."

I gave in. "You can have your way this time but we have..."

The system made an incoming text noise. I peaked down at the screen once more.

Incoming message from Robyn Fenty :

Rea,

We need to talk. Woman to woman.

Robyn.