~Asiah's POV~
“Asi!” my older brother, Rashaun screams
“Shaun” I scream with the equally excitement
I run towards him with my bags in tote he wraps his arms around me picking up off the ground
“Rashaun, can't breathe” I squeeze out with little air left in my lungs
“My bad, Asi” he sets me down he just stands there staring at me
“What?”
“Look at what California has done to my sister” he says shaking his head
“Boy, shut up and get my bags”
“Aye, little girl I'm a grown man so show me some respect”
“Rashaun Charles Allen I raised you better then that be a gentleman and carry your baby sister's bags” our mother says coming from behind him
“Mama” I scream running towards my mother
“Hey baby girl”
My mother and I share a warm and tight embrace “How you doing baby?” she asks me
“I'm okay”
“Ain’t a thing mama can't fix” she says smiling
“Ma, what you got to call me out like that?” Rashaun asks
“Boy, don't question me”
“Yes, ma'am”
We go to the car while Rashaun carries my bags
“So where's ol' boy what's his name...Aubrey at” Rashaun asks
A wave of shame washes over me last time I came to visit my family I was dating Aubrey, and that was before he got famous
“We broke up a long time ago--”
“Sorry to hear that baby” my mama, Yvette says
“But then I started dating another, guy Chris...Brown--” again I was interrupted
“You dating Chris Brown..can I get some free stuff so I can sell it on e-bay”
“Chris and I broke up”
“Wait, a minute baby girl what happen with Aubrey, he was such a nice boy”
“Ma, he cheated on me”
“He did what, no hell naw I'mma go--” Rashaun starts but mama stops
“Boy, what did I tell you about all the foul language?”
“Sorry, ma, so what happen with Chris?”
“He cheated on me too and got the girl pregnant”
“Damn, Asi, you have suck taste in guys” Rashaun mumbles
“Rashaun be quiet” mom says
“It's okay ma, he's right that's why I've decided to take a break from relationships it get back to what really matters”
“That's my girl” she says as she pulls into the driveway to the house where I lived for eighteen years
“So last I heard you was kickin' with nasty Natasha” I say sitting next to Rashaun on the couch
“Where you hear that at?” he asks
“Don't worry I've got my sources”
“I was for a minute I ain't gonna lie but I let that one go”
“Why?”
“She really was nasty” he says
We both begin laughing
“Dinner's almost ready go wash up” mama shouts from the kitchen
Rashaun and I run to the bathroom just like when we younger I get there first “Ha, loser” I shout
“Asiah Cassandra Wright stop yelling in my house!” mama screams
“Sorry mama” I scream
“Ha, you got in trouble” Rashaun says
“Nigga, ain't nobody in trouble” I whisper
“I'mma tell mama”
“Snitches get stitches” I say
He rolls his eyes “Ain't nobody trippin' off your little threats”
“Shut up and pass the soap” I say
Rashaun and I finish washing our hands and walk into the kitchen and sit at the small but always reliable table were we used to eat meals everyday as a family.
“Can I say grace?” I ask
“No” Rashaun says
“Please, Rashaun pretty please”
He sighs “Fine, but you can't do like me”
“Your right I can do it better”
“Y'all stop fussing like you kids, Asiah say grace”
“I ask God to bless my mama and my brother even if he's an idiot sometimes and I ask God to bless this food for it shall nurish our bodies and minds we thank you for every bite amen”
“Amen” Rashaun and mama echo
We eat our dinner and talk about things after dinner we watch a little bit of television then we go off to bed between mine and Rashaun’s bedroom is the bathroom where most of are fights took place just like one was about to go down.
“Asiah, get the hell up out the bathroom damn girl what are you doing in there” he shouts
“Rashaun, you better stop all the cussing before I give you somethin' to cuss about and Asiah come out that bathroom so you brother can use it”
I unlock the bathroom door “You might want to check the mirror?”
“Why?”
“Because I think you turned uglier”
“Shut up” I hit him
“Aye, don't be hit up on me luckily you a girl or else”
“Or else nothing” I say
“Oh, you luck I've got to pee” he says slamming the bathroom door
“Rashaun don't be slamming doors in my house”
“Sorry mama”
I lay on my bed I look around at all the posters and pictures for back when I was in high school it brings back all good memories right there I knew coming home was the best decision I've made in a long time.
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