Host of Imperfections

Chapter 16

Dear God, Why Me? What did I ever do to have my life drenched with such bad luck?

Please send me some type of explanation soon cause I'm not understanding.

Unfortunately I got a little surprise this morning when Jay dropped me off at home and I saw that my parents had returned home early from their trip. Before I even had a chance to open the front door, I heard them going off on Solange and I knew something had gone wrong. Once I walked through the door their attention diverted towards me and I'm sure they were wondering where the hell I was coming from this early in the morning.

"You can sit down too." My mother barked with her hands on her hips. Without a word I did as she said and sat down on the chair a few inches away from Solange. She was sitting there biting the inside of her cheek and looking around like everything was all good. I could seriously strangle her right now but that wouldn't make the situation any better I'm sure. I told her ass. I told her from the jump not to do it but did she listen...

Apparently her party didn't go as smoothly as she planned. According to her, two guys had gotten into a fight and knocked out some of the pillars in the banister onside of the staircase. I won't even get into the large stain on my mother's favorite rug.

I sighed, habitually bouncing my right leg up and down in an aggravated manner while my Dad stood off to the side too disappointed to speak and my mother paced the floor before me running her mouth enough for the both of them.

"And YOU!" She yelled catching my attention. "I can't believe you would allow her to even go through with it. Didn't I make myself clear? I said NO PARTIES!"

"She didn't have anything to do with it Mama. She wasn't even here." Solange interjected.

I threw her a distorted look and she shrugged not seeing anything wrong with that statement. I was convinced she never thought before she opened up her mouth.

"Then where the hell were you?"

Before I could answer, she cut me off. "Solange go to your room!"

She sighed and rolled her eyes before stalking up the stairs. My father followed behind soon after and started taking their suitcases up to their room mumbling something under his breath.

I got up for some reason hoping my mother would have some sort of memory lapse at that particular moment and let me slide but I should've known better.

"Where you coming from eight 'o clock in the morning? Sleep still in ya damn eyes! Huh?"

"I was out late and didn't feel like coming home." I looked around focusing on everything in the room but her.

"Oh so you just leave your sister here alone to host a party and tear my house up?"

"You heard her Mama, I didn't have anything to do with it so I don't know why you pressin me out like this." She was really starting to piss me off with these condescending questions.

"I'm saying this because I asked you politely to do something and you let me down. How do you expect me to react when I left you responsible?" She finally softened her tone and calmed down some. "So where were you?"

She folded her arms over her chest and eyed me.

"I told you I was....out."

"I figured that but with who?"

"Mama!"

"What? I know you're use to runnin around and doin your own thing while you away at school but you livin under my roof right now. I have every right to ask you anything I damn well please?"