Gangland III

Chapter 29 - Logic.

But what they weren't expecting, was for her to stand up to him.

"Wow you're silent for the first time." Lily chuckled as she picked with her mashed potatoes. "That says something."

"You will not back-sass me at this table, damnit." Abel growled.

"I deserve to know who my real mother is!" Lily barked, standing up and banging on the table.

Kayson's heart started to race, worrying about what was going to happen to Lily next.

"You sit down right now, Lily!" Abel barked.

"Or what? What are you gonna do?" Lily snapped, not backing down. "Beat me with a belt? Make me sleep outside!"

"Lily-"

"Is that my real mother, Dad?" Lily scowled. "Is Asha really my mother!"

Abel didn't answer her. Lily grinned a little, storming out and making her way upstairs.

"Well until you tell me, I'm not doing anything." Lily growled, stomping up the stairs. "I'm not cooking, cleaning, or doing SHIT until I find out!"

Abel sighed, covering his face and shaking his head. Like nothing happened, Abel went right back to eating his dinner like nothing happens. Since Iyana was so young, she had no clue about what was going on. As for Kayson, of course he sided with Abel. Abel cared the most about Kayson, so of course he was going to go with whatever he said. He was almost like Abel's little follower, at the least.

When Kayson, Iyana, and Abel got finished eating dinner, Kayson jogged upstairs and headed to his room, when he heard the sound of rustling and zipping from Lily's room. When he walked inside, he saw Lily packing and stuffing a lot of clothes into her suitcase.

"What are you doing, Lily?" Kayson chuckled.

Lily sighed, resting on the suitcase and looking up at him.

"I'm going to America, Kayson." Lily said in a serious tone. "I snuck a little bit of dad's money and his credit card in preparation of paying for the ticket."

"What?!" Kayson scoffed. "What the hell do you want to go to a horrible country like that, for?"

"I'm going to go find my mother."

Kayson wiped his face, shaking his head.

"Lily, you going a little overboard with this." Kayson groaned. "You don't even know if that girl in that picture is you."

"So it's just a coincidence that Dad has keepsake photos inside of his box of an A-List Asha along with a little girl that resembles me JUST LIKE THE GIRL on TV?" Lily said. "Coincidence, I think not."

"Lord..."

"It'll be simple." Lily chanted. "All we have to do is order the tickets online and bri-"

"Wait wait wait, where's this 'we' coming in the picture?" Kayson scoffed.

"You're coming with me, right?" Lily asked.

"And risk being brutally murdered by dad?" Kayson asked in a serious tone, shaking his head. "No."

"Oh come on, Kayson!" Lily snapped as Iyana stepped into the room. "If you cared, you wouldn't let me go by myself!"

Lily turned to Iyana, smiling at her.

"How would you like to go to America, Iyana?" Lily smiled.

"Really?" Iyana gasped. "Sure!"

"Wait wait wait wait, Iyana's not going anywhere." Kayson growled as he pulled her beside him. "She's 10 years old!"

"You don't make decisions for her." Lily growled as she tugged her away. "It would be way easier for you to just come with us."

"I'm not about to risk getting in trouble with dad." Kayson scowled. "Sorry."

"Oh for fucks sake, Kayson!" Lily barked. "Why don't you pop dads penis out of your mouth for two seconds and make a decision that doesn't involve him for once!"

"Forget the fact about dad, how the hell are you going to survive on your own in that dog-eat-dog country out there?" Kayson barked in a louder tone. "Please explain!"

"I told you that I have some of dad's money." Lily mumbled.

Kayson snatched the wad of cash out of Abel's wallet, flashing his money in her face.

"This money doesn't get you SHIT in America, Lily! Did you know that?" Kayson growled as the dollar bills flared out of his grip. "This is money for this country and this country only!"

"I can trade it in!"

Kayson smiled at her, laughing and folding his arms.

"So you have $1,000 dollars here, huh? That's worth $266.63 in American dollars, so let's add this up. Let me guess, your flight will cost you probably around $200 which makes that $800 left. That's $213.30 in American dollars." Kayson said, lifting his index finger up. "When you touchdown in America, you don't and won't know how to drive so you'll more than likely have to walk to a hotel to stay in. A room per night will probably be around $150.00, meaning that you'd only be able to stay in a hotel for ONE NIGHT before they kick your ass out. That'll leave you with $63 dollars, no car, and homeless."

As Lily glanced down, Kayson wasn't letting up on her.

"This means that you'd probably have to go and come back home, oh wait, you CANT! Because you won't have enough fucking money to get back, take a cab, or whatever the hell else you're planning to do! So tell me how long you're planning on staying in America, again?" Kayson growled. "You would know all of this if you got anything higher than a C in world literature and History!"

Lily didn't say anything. She turned away, looking up at Iyana.

"So are you coming or not, Iyana?" Lily asked, being in complete denial.

Iyana stepped back with Kayson, shaking her head.

"No...." Iyana mumbled.

"So you're just gonna let me go by myself, huh?" Lily growled as tears formed in her eyes, looking up at Kayson and Iyana. "Huh!?"

"After I told you what I just told you, go ahead." Kayson shrugged in a disappointed tone. "But me and Iyana aren't going to kill and starve ourselves by leaving a good and well home."

"She could be your mother too, Kayson." Lily growled. "And you're sitting here acting stubborn."

"Even if she is, I don't care." Kayson shrugged. "My life is doing great."

"Dad putting you to work like you're his goddamn slave and you think that this is okay." Lily mumbled. "He's brainwashing you-"

"I have a 4.0 GPA, making my own money each day by selling my own fruits and veggies, have almost every big college in Saudi Arabia giving me a free ride there, have friends, a nice home, and everything else that a boy my age would want just to be 15." Kayson interrupted. "I say that my life is pretty fucking great."

Lily smiled, shaking her head as she zipped up her suitcase.

"Fine." Lily growled. "Bye."

As Kayson and Iyana made their way out of the room, Kayson turned around and gave her one last statement.

"How harsh and cold it is in America, you're going to be banging and begging for dad to reopen his door in no time." Kayson mumbled. "I guarantee it."

Lily's determination to find her mother was gold, but Kayson ultimately had the better hand and point. Why would you want to mess up your life by going somewhere with virtually no money, no job, and nowhere to go or stay?

Getting to America, wasn't as easy as Lily thought it was going to be.