Dasia walked down the stairs, while she put her scarlet hair up into a pony tail. she had stayed in her room until she heard Zayden leave. she knew it was cowardice, but she did not want to face him after he gave her comfort then turned away from her. its not like she is desperate, but come on.
She shook her head, her Scarlet hair swinging, as she jumped off the last stair. She felt like shit, but not the hysterical shit she has been in for the past few days. She followed the hush whispers she heard coming off from the kitchen, and when she entered the dinning room, she froze shocked.
The De la Cruz was like one big mafia family. Everyone looked out for everyone and family came first before anything and anyone. Her family gatherings where the one every year, but it seems like it is twice. All of her uncles and grandad where in uncle sins living room. Uncle Zachariah was the oldest out of the three brothers and one sister, not including their wives and husband. He was the large one who intimidates people by just being in the same room. He had a aura of I'll kill your ass if you so much as sneeze without permission. She didn't know what it was people saw. Maybe it had to do with the long black braid that went to mid back. Or the one way glasses he wore, or the tight leather pants and t-shirt that would look gay on anyone else, but like she thought before, his aura made up for it. Then there is uncle lenard. He was the second oldest brother, and had the same black hair that most De la Cruz family had. He was more lean then muscular, but he was strong enough to take Zachariah in a fight. He had the same blue eyes that her family had. Sin and Lenard where twins, though they looked nothing alike. Sin actually looked like Zachariah but uncle sin dyed his hair blond a couple years ago and grew it to his shoulders and also had a moustache. He and her father where the closest out of the brothers. Uncle sin was a little on the short side at 6"1. Aunt Lettie was also there. About the same Height as Dasia, 5"4, she was a small thing but very voluptuous. She was also the sarcastic one in the family, with her amber eyes, her black as night hair and perfect Victorian features, she was probably the families lost fierce protester we have.
She herself was completely different. She had amber eyes, and aunt letters height, but she had Scarlet hair like her mother, pixie features, but large eyes, and had her mothers figure which was short with small waist, slighted then large breasts with hips.
Then there was grandad. He didn't look like a typical 80 year old. His hair was silver and still as thick as uncle Lenard's. He also had silver eyes, which showed off his age. He was average size for like a forty year old, but she always wondered why he wasn’t kneeling over dead. For that matter, she wondered about that with her uncles and her parents.
I guess i know the answer now. She thought bitterly.
They all turned to look at her when she stepped in, and aunt Lettie came to her feet. She was wearing pin stripped business pants with a white tank. Sadness and worry covered her face.
"oh, my baby." she whispered, then in a blink of an eye, she was there and pulling her into a huge. While Zayden had been sager and spices, her aunts was warmth and home. She laid her head in her aunts shoulder as she basked in the comfort of her family. Get aunt held her tightly to her, and crooned soft, sweet nothings in her ear. She pulled back, and Dasia barley just held her whimper in he throat in protest. Her aunts amber eyes looked at her. Studied her. Looked right threw her.
"how are you doing, othandekayo?" she asked, saying beloved child in Zulu. It warned her heart.
"trying to hold on." she whispered, then pulled her into her arms for one more quick hug. Uncle sin stood up, his whole expression worried and on his face.
"ash." he said gently. "it's good to see you... Better." one of the nicer words. Grandad stood up as well, and came around the table and placed his hands in her shoulders as they stared at each other. She was battling not to throw herself into his arms and cry like a baby, and his eyes said the same thing.
