HOLD IT IN [Submission Book 1] 18+

lazy daze and memories

I am laying in bed, scrolling and double hearting posts on Twitter when I get notification from my sister. Jade is the oldest of the four of us, me being the second, and the twins are the youngest. We have a group chat that we talk in but I haven't been participating since I lost my gig. I knew it wouldn't be long before she reached out, ever the older sister checking on her babies. 

Jade: Bitch, where have you been?

I smile to myself and text her back.

Me: Willowing in my sorrow, why?

Jade: You're so dramatic, *rolling eye emoji* mama told me you were beating bitches up again *crying emoji*

I chuckle a little and shake my head. Jade never judged me, she understood my anger and where it came from. The twins weren't around when Jade and I were growing up with mom. The old lady used to be with the shit and constantly getting into altercations. She was never abusive to us, she didn't hit us or scream at us but watching your parent beat a woman nearly to death will definitely rewire your brain. 

Jade didn't have mom's anger, taking after our dad, she was very patient, mild, timid even. Mom scared her a lot of the times, she would grab my hand whenever we were around during one of her fits and squeeze so hard I'd lose feeling in my hand. 

Me: So you text me tease me? Is that it? Kicking me when I'm down? *sad emoji*

Jade: Never that sis *kissy face emoji* what're you doing today?

I looked around my room, clothes were thrown everywhere, my makeup scattered across my vanity, my hair curler accompanying me at the bottom of my bed. 

I need to clean up. 

I groaned at the thought of the dishes still in the sink. 

Me: I don't have plans but I HAVE TO clean up today. Mom would be ashamed if she saw the state of my place rn.

Jade: Well I'm coming over, we can clean up together and ... I have some tree *smiley face emoji*

Me: You're a damn hippy *laugh emoji* but yes please and thanks.

Jade: Peace & Love babe *peace emoji* *heart emoji* I'll be there in 15. 

Me: K 

I toss my phone to the side and sit up in my bed, I slide out from under the covers with a pout on my face. I really wanted to sleep in today. 

When Jade shows up to my door it's with orange juice and champagne in one hand and a weed canister in the other. 

"It's not even noon Jade," I tell her as she shimmy's past me with a huge grin on her face. I rarely see her in a bad mood. 

"It's happy hour somewhere," she answers and sets her peace offerings on my granite kitchen counter top. "I love this place, it's so high end, real luxury vibes," she says before picking up a sock of mine from a stool and tossing it. "You're obviously trashing the place." She says with her nose turned up and a frown. 

"Who asked you?" I throw at her before smiling and looking around, "but I know right? I just got my couch the other day," I say plopping down on it and throwing my legs over the arm. "It's coming together so nicely," I cheese and rub my hands over the soft material.