Dancing on Achilles Heels BxB (Staten Krown)

15

I am taken back to my uncle Corny's house. This is supposed to be some temporary home that isn't supposed to matter but when we pull up I realize just how nice they actually have it. The house is nice as hell. When I walk in I just think it's dope as hell. It's a three-story house that looks like some sort of mini-mansion when you walk in and see a nice foyer out front. I notice that the house has already been customized with an electronic ramp for Corny's chair.

"You guys OK?" a voice asks when we walk up.

I notice it's Corny's husband. Must be nice to come home to this good-looking guy who was making all this money. It made me realize again how much my father lied to make it seem like Corny was doing so bad. I didn't get why he was so intent on making Corny's life seem so horrible to me. It seemed like Corny was doing really well.

"Ask your husband," Ana states.

The way she says it and walks off at that moment makes it really bad. I look how Kendrick looks. I could tell that he wasn't feeling it, especially when Ana just walks off to her own part of the home without saying another word.

"Is there something I need to know?" Kendrick asks, "Why is your nephew here?"

"Same reason your little sister is. A family is important," Corny states.

"That's it?" Kendrick asks.

"That's it."

I didn't get it. Why the hell was Corny not telling Kendrick about what was happening with my father coming back to the Bottom? Why the hell was Corny protecting my father? My father deserved to answer for what he had done. He deserved to answer for what he was doing. I don't say anything though as I watch Kendrick stare down Cornelius.

"I'll go check on Ana," Kendrick states.

With that, he leaves. I watch as he walks up the stairs and I don't fucking get it. I look over at my Uncle and I almost feel a little betrayed when he keeps giving the pass like that.

"What's up with that?" I ask.

"What's up with what?" he returns.

"What's up with everyone in this family continuously protecting my father no matter the shit that he does?" I ask.

"You think I'm protecting him?"

"I think you need to tell your husband what the fuck he did," I explain.

"Tray may be a cruel man. He may not be exactly the person that I'd hoped he would have been to my sister or to you. But he is still my nephew's father."

"Weak."

"Excuse me?"

I look over at my Uncle. Truth is I didn't even want to stay in this house. I didn't want to stay with anyone in my family. I'd seen how my Aunts were laughing it up with my father as though they hadn't spent all this time beefing with him. They allowed my cousin Prissy to straddle his leg. The king of the Bottom had returned after stealing my future away and it seemed like they were welcoming him with nothing but open arms.

"You're all weak," I respond.

I want my Uncle to argue with me. Hell if he was strong enough I would want him to throw me around or at least call his strong boyfriend down here to beat my ass for disrespecting him. That's what I was used to. That's not what Uncle Cornelius does though. He just shakes his head. He takes a deep breath as though he understood something that I just didn't. Then he gave me a half smile.

"I'll show you to the room. You need to rest for the upcoming performance."

~

I wake up the next day. I get a text from my father.