4th Avenue

XXVVIII

Kyra pov. I finally grew the nerve to knock on the door a quiet come in was heard from the otherside i opened it slowly till i seen her face she softly smiled at me putting her phone down " yes kyra " i cleared my throat before speaking " m-my dad or your husband said you had your own hair salon before he met you a-and i was wondering if you could help me with mine " she smile excitedly and ran her fingers through a couple strands of hair " i was waiting to get my hands on your hair since i seen you i smiled at her excitement she pulled me down multiple stairs before we came to a dark room she turned on the lights and showcased a small salon i looked around amazed " damn you guys are this rich that you have a mini salon in your basement " she laughed lightly " your father surprised me with this for my birthday he knew i was upset about not being able to go back to work because of the gang stuff so he gave me this i only use it for my friends and sometimes the boys when they let me " i nodded and sat down in a chair she pointed me to " so what do you want to do to this beautiful hair of yours" i shrugged touching my hair " i kind of wanna cut it and color it " she nodded " ok sit back and let me work my magic i sighed and relax and she worked on my hair " i'm really sorry kyra for how i treated you when you first got here but just the reminder of your father cheating on me in our early years in marriage bought up some bad memories and the fact you came out of that just hurt me all over again" i looked at her through the mirror and seen the hurt displayed on her face " why am i such a bad thing do i ruin yall perfect family with my existence " she drop her hands from my hair and turned my chair to face her " kyra thats not what i was saying your. mother did something i could never give your father a little girl we tried for years but demetre ,elijah and keon came out and your father and i would get in constant arugments about it and he would leave for days at a time leaving me with the boys by myself to be with your mother and on tuesday when your father found out about you he couldnt stop smiling and it hurt me that my husband and this women i never met could make this strong beautiful young women that i couldnt it just broke my heart and now that i learn you had a horrible upbringing made me feel like shit and im sorry for judging you sweetie " she leaned down and hugged me and i felt her tears hit my back i hug her back softly" mom are you ok " she stopped hugging me and looked at keon holding micah she nodded wipping her tears " yeah im just try to get to know your sister " he nodded and came and sat in a chair next mine with micah on his lap " kyra how does it feel being a sibling to this gorgeous face " i chuckled and shook my head " i dont know i dont really know you like that to tell you lil bro " he gave me the eye " i'm a couple months older than you lil sis and we should change that you should come chill with some of my friends later to night where going watch movies in our theater in the basement" i shrugged " ok ill be down there when i'm done getting my hair done " he nodded smiling

After hours of ciera doing stuff to my hair she was finally done " so you ready to see this work of art i just did on your head i nodded excitedly she turn my chair around to face the mirror again and i screamed at how different i looked i ran my hands through my hair i never been blonde before it was scary how mature i looked with blonde hair " do you like it " i nodded alot and swung my hair to the side " i was going put color in it but you look excuse my language but a bad bitch with this hair " i laughed and nodded in agreement " ok girl you can get up and show all of keons friends how cute his little sister is i smiled and got up and hugged her before heading down stairs before i could open the door to the theater the door opened and keon came out holding a bowl " is that kyra right there yesss girl " i did a pose and flipped my hair " yes a bitch didnt come to play " he laughed "bring your goofy ass on so i can introduce you to my friends he went into the small home theater and seen a group of people talking on a big ass couch " hey everybody this is my long lost little sister kyra so be nice before u dislocate yall jaws ight" they all rolled there eyes and laughed looking up at me and say hey then a boy got off the couch and stood in front on me " so my name Cameron and you are my knew baby mama " everyone started laughing then keon stepped infront of me and flicked him in the forehead he dramatically fell on the floor fake crying " Cameron get your dramatic ass off the floor i didnt even touch you like that " i tried to focus on keon and camerons childish arguments but i felt eyes stare a hole into me i looked up and seen this boy looking at me everything about him scream mysterious and everything about him was gorgeous his sharp jaw clean beard and plump lips i just wanted to suck on but i knew i didnt wanted the problems that came with him so i looked down and focused back on the bickering of cameron and keon again

Mystery boy ^

(King pov ) I was nervous the notorious tony santiago the king of new york wanted to talk to me the man that once took out two guys with his bare hands for looking at his wife too long the ride to this meet up place was long and i was growing tired they had blind folded me so i wouldnt see the locating of there fathers trap house while nova rode on elijah lap i trusted them with her because they were all about family like me or else they wouldnt come to a conplete strangers house and check them for a sister they just met and barely know even though i didnt like them i respected them the car stop and i'm guessing demetre rough ass pulled me out of the car " damn nigga do you have to be so rough i aint your girl nigga " he growled like a damn dog and pulled me forward " shut your soft ass up " he pushed me into a chair and pushed me into a chair and pulled my blindfold off almost taking eyes off in the process i glared at him and he smirked i heard a sound of lighter flick i turned around and seen i'm guessing tony in front of me smoking a cigar with a expresion full of pure hatred on i grew nervous all over again and shallowed a lump that formed in my throat " so lets talk shall we king ?"

King ^

^demetre

^ tony (aka kyras father)