Spectrum

Chapter 2

After that night, a few days had passed and it was that faithful Wednesday morning and I was packing the last of my things into my Luis Vuitton suitcase. Mason was at the door with his arms folded as he watched me shove various brands of clothes into my suitcase.

“ How did you even convince dad into letting us bring one of our cars? “He asked eyeing me suspiciously.

The morning after I had asked our father had arranged for our favourite cars to be sent to my mother’s house in New York.

I chuckled “ Don’t worry about it. “

I zipped up my suitcase laying it flat on the ground for Nial to pick it up. Mason walked up to me before embracing me.

“ Everything’s going to be alright, ok? “ He said pulling out of the hug and cupping my face.

“ Alright, time to go, your father’s waiting downstairs, “ Nial said coming in to pick up my suitcase.

Hand in hand my brother and I exited my room and walked down the grand stairway of the Foxhall mansion before going outside.

Outside, Miriam and my father stood side by side waiting for us and without a word being said I flew into my father’s arms giving him a hug Mason soon joining after.

“ Call me if anything goes wrong, “ He said to the both of us before opening the car door for the both of us.

I was the last to get in and as I slid up onto the seat I couldn’t help but wave to my father, a sad smile crossing my face as he closed the door Nial then getting into the car.

We then descended the driveway and I found myself missing my father the further away we went.

Soon enough we were where we needed to be, the slums.

We were obviously out of place and the people around did not mind pointing that out as their eyes stuck to the sleek black Phantom.

I let out a shaky breath as I looked through the tinted window at the house.

My mother’s house was a small white two storey house surrounded by a waist-length white picket fence surrounding the house a small driveway adorning the side of the house leading up to a small porch which seemed quite unusual in a neighbourhood like this. The door then opened as my mother, Mrs Janine Smith stepped out of the door followed by her husband and my half-sister.

My mother was a fair-skinned tall white woman with a fit physique. Her dull brown eyes were staring boredly at the car parked in front of her gate and it was in that moment that Nial opened the door on my side of the car. 

Fixing my black mini dress I stepped out of the car my mother’s eyes slightly widening, I stepped to the side allowing Mason to come out of the car, the both of us making no move to greet our mother.

Nial, who had already taken out our luggage had come to stand before us “ Have a nice time young Miss and Mister, your car will be here soon. “ He smiled before going back to the car waving before driving off and with that, I got my two Louis Vuitton suitcases and duffle bag, Mason, doing the same.

Slowly, we walked up to where our mother, her husband and her daughter were standing. A smile stretched across her face as she came up to us encasing us in a tight hug.