IRIS

Chapter Three

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    IRIS' POV

      Ivs and I walked out of the studio laughing at terrible joke she made about her grandfather's butt.
   
     "Good gracious, Ivs he's your grandpa!" I exclaimed.

     "But he doesn't remember that when he farts all over my house" she remarked which made me burst into more fits of laughter. This girl  I thought shaking my head. She was complaining about her grandpa who came to stay with her for just a week because the Senior home he was staying at was under reconstruction. He hasn't even stayed up to 3 days and he has to deal with Ivy and her craziness. Poor man.

       It was presently 11 minutes past 4 and I was walking Ivy to her car, because she has this stupid idea of someone jumping her so she wants me to be there to beat their ass.

        "But then again, I love him because he's the only family I have since my mum died" she said sadly.
   
        "I understand how you feel Ivs". Ivy and I were similar in a way, not only because we were both half Mexicans half Africans but also because we both lost our parents. I knew her mother before she passed away, she was amazing. I couldn't call her the best mother because I had my own mum too but unfortunately for me she died on my 15th birthday . With my dad. I was really heartbroken that I lost them both at the age of 15. I practically ran into a state of madness for almost nine months.

         My big brother, Clyde was there for me and he had to take a lot of responsibilities at the age of 19. He had to continue the family business. He fell in love with a girl named Melissa, she was a red head and she was all he talked about and vice versa. Their love was strong and undying and he just had to put a ring on it. They were engaged. That was three years after my parents death. I was 18 and my brother was 22 when he was engaged and died in a car accident. I cried, I screamed, I mourned for him to come back. I was finally alone in the world.

       I had to continue the family business. I was the sole owner of the company, I still am but I couldn't handle it so I gave it to Melissa To Help me out with it since she worked there and also helped my brother when he was still alive. What a sad world.

       "Iris" she put her hand on my cheek to clean my tears and engulfed me in a hug. I didn't know I was crying until she did that.

       "It's all right, I'm here for you" she cooed. I stepped out of her embrace and smiled then muttered a 'thank you'  to her. We had reached her car when she told me about a party happening this evening.

       "Marisol"

        I groaned. I didn't like that name.

       "What now? You're using my middle name,  that means you want to ask me to do something I obviously won't agree With"
   
       "You're correct" "I actually wanted to invite you to a party, and before you say anything" she quickly added when I wanted to respond so I just closed my mouth back to let her finish talking.
 
       "Think about it, it'll be a distraction. You won't think about Mr can't keep my dick in my pants and your parents. You'll only focus on you and you alone. So what do you say?"

       "I can't-" she interrupted me "plllllleeeeeeeeaaasseeee" she begged giving me her puppy eyes.

       "Okay you look really disturbing right now" I remarked but she still kept on giving me that creepy ass look.