I was laying across Quamir's back while some cartoons played on the screen, having Quamir back was better than I imagined those weeks he was M.I.A. were torture; we were supposed to be heading to a cookout but it was one of those days that we really didn't feel like getting off the couch. I looked at Quamir's daughter Quinn who was sitting on the floor playing with her dolls and I smiled remembering how she acted around Mama Angela. Quinn loved Mama Angela the few times they've been around each other Quinn never left her side. Looking from the outside everything would seem perfect but there were small fractures in our 'perfect' relationship.... it was nothing major but ever since he's gotten back Quamir has been a little distant. I mean he's told me everything he did in his time away so it was natural for him to be feeling this way but the few disagreements we've had stemmed from his unwillingness to open up. I looked down at my watch and realized we should really get going because I would hate for my grandma to show up over here and drag us to this damn cookout.
"Quamir we gotta start getting ready...." I said kissing his shoulder and Quamir turned to me and smiled, there was something about that smile that just made me want to do unspeakable things to this man. "Babe... come on you know everybody in my family is ignorant so if we don't come they'll be blowing up both our phones and probably pop up over here." I said and Quamir grumbled like a child.
"Come on Quinn let's go get dress and I'll do your hair....." Quamir said and I bit my cheek to keep from laughing, I loved Quamir but doing his daughter's hair wasn't his best trait, but that that fact that he still put forth the effort made him that much more attractive. I watched as the walked up the stairs just as my phone started ringing.
"Sup' Princess......" My dad said and I rolled my eyes, I was glad that he recovered but his mouth was mad ridiculous. "Aww don't tell me I hurt your wittle feelings....." My dad said.
"Nah I'm coo dad, I was actually trying to figure out if you needed me to come change your bedpans, I know mom is due any day now so she can't help you out with your old man problems and since Cortez is gone I'm your only option." I said and my dad started laughing.
"I may be old but I'm still better looking than you and I can still beat your ass." My dad said and I rolled my eyes, I'll let him think that but Quamir has been showing me a few things to use just in case a nigga wants to act stupid. "Forreal though I need you to stop by the house and grab Kierra's bag...." He said.
"Aight dad I'll be there in a few.... love you, dad." I said.
"Love you too punk....." My dad said hanging up. It took almost two hours but we finally left Quamir's house and stopped by my dad's house to grab my mom's pregnancy bag or whatever the fuck it was call, the whole time he drove Quamir was pissed about something but I knew not to ask him in front of his daughter or as he likes to call her a future reporter because that little girl told all the business.
"You aight?" I whispered quietly and Quamir nodded, his eyes told me he'd explain everything later. We got to the party and Quinn ran off with the other children and me and Quamir found somewhere quiet to talk. "What's wrong?" I asked and his jawline tightened.
"Quinn's mom.... she's trying to get out early with her crazy ass when I was getting Quinn ready she called and asked if I could talk to the judge about letting her out. My thing is I can hear it in her voice that she hasn't changed and she's not even remotely sorry for what she tried to do to me.... so I don't want her around my daughter. But my dilemma is Quinn wants to see her mom and I don't know if she's ready to hear the truth just yet.... I think she's too young, what do you think?" Quamir said looking into my eyes.
"Don't ask me, when I was around Quinn's age my dad had no problem letting me know my mom wasn't shyt..... but then again he was in a relationship with her so what does that say about his judgment." I said shaking my head. "Look I love you Quamir..... but this situation is outside of my area of expertise, I suggest you talk to my Uncle Khalil; he knows a thing or two about having a baby mom locked up." I said and Quamir nodded then walked off.
"Kylan where the fuck you been? Nigga, did you forget that we were supposed to be getting our suits made for Halloween? Look I'm serious about this Temptation thing..... you're Eddie which is kinda fitting because I'm certain that nigga had a little sugar in his tank." Trinity said and I punched him in the arm. "What we decided this years ago; I'm David, Cori is Otis, Marcel is Melvin, you're Eddie, and Xavier, whenever he gets back, is Paul....... look just make sure you have your ass at the house tomorrow. Plus we gotta go up to campus and start meeting the other freshman...." Trinity said walking off, anyone who thought they knew Trinity would think that he's fine but we've been around each other damn near our entire lives and I could see his sanity was holding on by a thread and if he was anything like Uncle Zy..... I felt bad for whoever got on his bad side.
"What are you doing?" I asked walking over to Saint who was sitting by himself, Quamir was still with my Uncle and I felt Saint should know about his little brother.
"Picking groomsmen for my wedding..... and no you can't be in it, I'm already at twelve; six for both me and Mario but he wants to bring the number down, what do you want?" Saint asked and looked at him like he had lost his mind. "Forreal Kylan I'm stressing out so make this quick......." Saint said and I really didn't want to add to his stress but he needed to know about his brother.
"I'm worried about Trinity...." I said telling him everything I've noticed since his dad's wedding.
"I know..... I've seen it too but look, Trinity is going to need all of y'all to keep him together. My little brother rarely gets mad but when he does...... just keep an eye on him for me and if you notice anything else let me know." Saint said his eyes drifting somewhere over my shoulder and I saw him looking at Mario. "And I'm sorry for being so blunt.... but I'm going through a lot just like everyone is and I'm lashing out at everyone, I yelled at Troix earlier and he called me a bitch." Saint said laughing.
"It's coo Saint.... and Troix is right you are a bitch." I said jumping up and walking off quickly. I had lost track of time but Quamir was gone for about four hours and counting, I knew once my uncle got to talking then his ass could talk all night. I walked over to Cori and Marcel who were talking while Paris and Marcel's latest female friend sat next to each other awkwardly, I'm surprised Aunt Tonya was over here interrogating this chick.
"You coming home tonight or you staying with Quamir?" Marcel said and I could tell by his voice he was hinting that I should stay with Quamir..... which I was going to do anyways. Before I could make him sweat a little bit I heard a commotion behind me and saw my dad running around like a fuckin idiot, I wasn't an idiot so I knew exactly what was going on. I jumped up and ran over to Keirra who was trying to remain calm, all these damn doctors here I knew she was in good hands..........
A few hours later I was looking at my youngest brother..... true I had a lot of siblings but this was the first one I had on my dad's side; Savior Cunningham..... little dude had a head full of hair and the entire time I held him my dad wouldn't stop smiling. Finally, after a long night, I walked out into the lobby where Quamir was waiting, I could tell he was exhausted but as soon as he saw me he smiled.
"Everything good?" He asked pulling me into his arms.
"Yeah, little dude is going to be tough when he gets older.... like his brother, where's Quinn?" I asked hoping he didn't leave her with those other bad ass little kids.
"I took her to my moms..... you ready to go back to the house?" Quamir asked and I nodded. "Aight let's go..... hold on it's Saint...... wassup...... aight..... yeah..... I gotchu." Quamir said before hanging up and I looked at him for answers. "It's nothing I swear.... he just wants to talk to me later about something; you know I'll let you know what's going on as soon as I find out more." Quamir said kissing me, I nodded and after going to check on my mom one more time we left and went back to Quamir's house. I don't know what Saint needed to see him for but whatever it is I just hope it didn't take Quamir away from me again..........
****** QUESTIONS ******
1) Who should get the next chapter; Julio, Saint or Odion?
