No Better Heaven Than You.

Jose Cureo 

N I Q U E•

March 27th 2019.

"Where you want me to put this sis?" Looking away from the cups I was making, I pointed Tray in the direction of the cooler on the back patio. Today was Airi birthday, and she was spending the day with her family. But later on she would be done having dinner with them and spending her quality time with them. So now everybody was here decorating, and setting everything up. I decided this would just be our somewhat gift to her, because after Tray dropped that video this morning I realized I had zero idea as to what to get her now.

I mean nigga.

He pretty much bought her every damn thing a bitch could think of, and it's not like she has a baby so I can't get away with gifting her something like that. So Carmen was in charge of decorating the cake, while Splaine grilled. We ordered the ribs and bruh. They had my mouth over here watering, but we wanted to wait for Airi because she promised she would eat light. We wanted to go out, but Carmen was still heavily pregnant and we had Kaiser. I wasn't about to go all the way to Baton Rouge, so my mom could keep him.

He was my baby & responsibility.

"Alright, she just texted me and told me she's back home. Y'all ready?" Looking around the house, I shrugged.

"Sort of kind of, we should be done by the time you get back. Just stall her by making sure she has everything, and... I don't know to and sit with her Pops or something and I'll text you giving you the green light." Giving me a thumbs up, he jogged to the front door and disappeared after a loud,

Front door open.

Sounded around us. Tasting the drink I made, I reached for the jolly ranchers in the pantry.

"Corey! Bring me them grapes out the cooler!" I yelled, pouring the sour jolly ranchers in the blender and turning it on. I was a YouTuber, so it was only right I stayed my ass on there. Point being, I got hip to what's called Cracked Grapes and baby when I tell you them bitches good?!

"Okay the cake done, and King said the food almost ready. Where Chris and Tray?" Peeking inside the blender to make sure it ground up how I liked it, I glanced around the house in search of Chris. That boy loved disappearing.

"Shit I don't know, he was just here a few minutes ago. Guess he stepped out, but Tray went to go get Airi so finish decorating. And Carmen." Watching her turn around as she grabbed a stool to stand on, I jabbed my finger in her direction.

"Please be careful, we don't need you falling again." Mumbling something under her breath, she waddled away to go finish decorating. She had a nasty fall a few days earlier. Fortunately the baby wasn't hurt but she had a big ass bruise on the side of her leg and was limping around pitful.

"Damn man!" Pouring the candy mixtures into the holders I had laid out, I raised a finely arched eyebrow at Chris as he flopped down on the bar stool.

Here this nigga go.

"What's wrong with you now boy?" It was always something in this damn group. We finally got Tray and Airi on the same page, and now here Chris ass go. He would have to fix that before Airi got here, we didn't need bad vibes

"Fuck man!" Rolling my eyes, I checked the pots that had the candy syrup simmer in it. Pouring different food coloring in each one, I happily swayed to the beat of the song Splaine was playing. Hearing him sighing over the music, I raised my eyes to glance at him as he kept his face buried in his arms. I don't know how many times, I had to ask this boy what was wrong before he just answered me.

"Chris yelling and huffing won't solve anything and I can't help you." I stated softy, reaching for another grape and a toothpick.

"Well maybe I don't want your help." Feeling my face turn sour, I quietly swirled the grape in the candy syrup. Reaching for the container that held crushed jolly ranchers I coated the grape in it.