My finger tips jumped from key to key as I played my piano. I haven't played it in awhile but this time I longed for it. I wasn't playing just a regular song that my grandmother taught me. I was playing a song I wrote. It's called "Lover Boy" and I wrote it for Jacob. That is if he ever wakes up...Chresanto has been a mess ever since he heard the doctor say Jacob was in a coma. He wouldn't brush his teeth, shower, eat, nothing. And when he did do those things he didn't have his spiffy or conceited aurora he always carried. Sometimes he even looked crazy. I slurped on my gingerbread latte while channel surfing. Nothing good was on and it was almost Thanksgiving. They need to break out the Charlie Brown episodes. When I finally settled on "Dog With A Blog" Chresanto came slugging down the stairs. Today he looked spiffy and that aurora was back.
"Hey Bahja. Did Grandma make breakfast?" Chresanto sighed.
"Yeah. She wrapped yours in some foil and put it in the fridge." I sat my latte on the table.
"You went to Starbucks without me?" Chresanto rubbed his arm.
"I didn't know you wanted to come...you were cooped up in your room all day and I didn't want to bother you so I just went and got me something." I said.
"Can we...go to ma's house?" Chresanto asked.
"I don't know Chres...you know I don't like her." I picked back up my gingerbread latte and finished the last bit.
"If you come with me to ma's house I'll buy you one more gingerbread latte from Starbucks." Chresanto bribed me.
And that's how I ended up at Shamra's house irritated and bored. Chresanto was getting something important from his old room and I wish he would hurry up before she try to talk to me.
"Oh hey Bahja." Shamra wiped her paint covered fingers on her smock which was already coated in different colors of paint. I nodded a hey but kept my same blank facial expression.
"So I heard your boyfriend is in a coma." Shamra cleared her throat.
"And I heard you lied to your daughter and son about not having another kid." I got smart with her.
"Bahja it's done and over with. Lourdes is now fourteen years old and she lives with her father." Shamra semi-yelled.
"The point is you lied to me! You even lied to your son! You're just a plain ole liar!" I yelled. That caused Chresanto to rush down the steps and pull me back away from her and out the door.
"Bahja I love you." Shamra cried.
"I hate you." I spat on her.
"You disgust me!" I yelled while being dragged out by Chresanto.
"Can you and ma go five minutes in the same room with out fighting or arguing?" Chresanto let me go.
"Chresanto you just answered your own question." I said.
"Whatever. Come on. Were going to get that gingerbread latte I promised you." Chresanto said getting into G-Mommy Beverley's car. I got in the back since Chresanto was a reckless driver. He also had a bad case of road rage. Me on the other hand was a good driver and was polite. I don't even have a drivers license and neither does he. We too bad for this.
When we got to the cold coffee shop or Starbucks, Chresanto paid for my gingerbread latte and got a second straw. Um I know he not about to do what he think I'm about to let him do.
"Yo Chres whats that second straw for?" I knitted my eyebrows.
"We about to split this. I ain't buy no large just for you." He put his straw in my drink.
"Chresanto I will give you zero point five seconds to remove your straw before I do it for you and it won't end up in the garbage can." I threatened Chresanto. Chresanto didn't listen to my warning and he took a sip of my drink. I looked around before hitting him on the back of the head making him choke and spit it back out in the cup. He was still choking while I was sipping on my large gingerbread latte.
"You know I backwashed in that right?" Chresanto said when he finished coughing.
"Yeah and I don't care. People share spit by kissing every day." I shrugged. Breaunna came to our table with a red headed girl standing beside her.
"Hey Bahja! Meet one of the new workers...Lourdes!" Breaunna cheesed. I spit up my gingerbread latte all over Chresanto's face.
