Passion has been taking care of her lil sister Zadie since they were little. She twenty two her sister sixteen. Passion always had dreams of professional dancing but she a stripper her boyfriend Kano finances the club she work at. He put her onto...
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Its been some time. When I got out the hospital Lawrence wanted to take me to his place, but I wanted to be home. He agreed to take me, but he was going to stay with me. I didn't mind that. Reaching for the cereal I held my ribs feeling a sharp pain.
Law pulled it down, sitting it on the counter. "I had it." I don't like him treating me like this even if I need the help.
Today was Zadie's day. I was trying to put something in my stomach, but it didn't work. Her funeral started in a hour or so and I needed to shower. When I got out I found myself staring into the mirror. I wasn't ready for this, but I had be. Lawrence tapped on the bathroom door. "You okay?"
No I'm not, but I know I'm going to be. Lord just give me the strength to get through today.
"Yeah." Fixing my black dress, I came out. Lawrence was in a Tux and he looked so handsome with his curls brushed back. "I'm ready."
~•~
Lots of people came. Some from her school, from our community, even Dion.
When it was my turn to walk up to her casket, I felt my breath get shorter. It felt surreal. Wanted nothing more then to see her face one more time. She looked stiff and pale, but in a way at peace. Looking at her stomach I put my hand on it. I didn't just lose her I lost a niece or nephew too.
It was time for me to talk at the podium.
"My sister was so sweet..." Looking at the crowd I noticed Peach was here. She had some nerve. "Might've been a handle full, but never took life for granted...She's forever in my heart and I live for her..." when I finished I stepped down almost losing my balance. I was trying so hard to keep my head up because I know that's what she would want me to do.
Like I said before Zadie only showed her passionate side to a few.
One person took it for granted and she thought the only way was to leave. Maybe we all took it for granted. I never really listened to her so I accept being apart of the problem. Maybe it was just me or was it the hormones? If I would've just knew. If she would've just told me.
~•~
After they lowered my sister into the ground people started to leave.
Going to the repass, I didn't bother much of that. Didn't care to eat and socialize. I just wanted to go practice right now. Get my mind off of it. It did feel good to see so many people cared for Zadie. Where was this love when she was here, but who am I to judge.
With my peripheral vision I saw Peach walking up to me.
"Hey Passion.." I didn't even bother to respond. Rolling my eyes, I crossed my arms. She had on a tight fitted dress and hills. Her hair was in a weave ponytail and she smelled like cheap perfume. "What? Shouldn't you be with Kano? Only a matter of time before he start whooping your ass..have fun with that." Before I could walk away she reached for my hand.
Pulling it away, I gave her a look of disgust.
"Don't touch me. I don't know where your hands been." Peach sighed. She started to look aggravated, but I could care less. Honestly don't see why she's even here. "Kano went missing." That should've been music to my ears, but it wasn't. I was actually surprised. "He was stealing money from the club..They say Vince..."
"Good." Lawrence walked up wrapping his arm around my waist.
"Well that has nothing to do with me neither do you." With that being said I grabbed Law's hand leading him to the car. That conversation was over. I'm done with all the toxicity in my life. I lost my sister and sadly that's what it took to make start thinking like this.
Kano probably took that money out and fled with it.
Where ever he is I pray he stay there. I don't regret telling Vince either. If I could I'd do it again. My mind started to think about what Law said at the hospital. "I need to do something." Who was he on the phone with? Did he do something to Kano? Shaking my head I bounce back from those thoughts. I didn't want to know.
Lawrence was taking home and the ride was quiet. "Actually can we go practice?" He looked over to me then put his eyes back on the road. His jaw tightened a little and he gripped the stirring wheel a little tighter.
"You're still hurt."
"I'm fine. I want to practice."
"You couldn't even get the cereal without complications this morning." I crossed my arms looking out the window. What does it matter? If I say I want to practice then I want to practice. He could be too overprotective sometimes. "I want to practice." I'm not asking this time.
"No, You'll only make your condition worse."
Sucking my teeth, I stared holes into the side of his head. "Fuck my condition!" Lawrence seemed caught off guard about my anger. As I sat back with an attitude neither of us said a thing. He just glanced at me from time to time. Like he didn't know what to say.That's fine he doesn't have to say shit. Just do what I ask. Like please.
Why can't he understand I've had a long day. He knows dancing is my only escape.
Pulling up to the studio, we went inside. "If I hear one ouch! I'm stopping." Taking off my shirt revealing my sports bra, I looked over at him. "How do I get stronger if I don't mask my pain?" He stared blankly watching me uncover sport shorts. Taking my socks off I stretched a bit.
