Kyran
March 20
6:30 pm
Since my momma, my sisters and aunt Mary wasn't here the house was actually quiet for a change. So I sat in the kitchen on the computer tryina figure out what the hell a promposal is
"Kyran" my daddy said as he walked into the kitchen "my favorite oldest twin.."
I chuckled "I'm yo ONLY oldest twin. Don't try to say that just to make it seem like you don't have a favorite child"
"I don't"
"It's kinsley"
"Y'all swear kinsley my favorite but its yo momma that gotta favorite"
"No she don't"
"That's what the favorite child always say" he responded while grabbing a cold blue Gatorade out of the fridge, opening it before walking over to where I was looking at the screen "whatchu workin on?"
When he realized I was on Pinterest he chuckled
"Nigga, the hell you doing on Pinterest? You must be bored?"
"How you do a promposal?"
"A promposal?" He smiled "you going all out for lil bri bri huh?"
"Chilllll"
"Well ion know if I can help you out too much with that. Ion know shit bout no promposal. That sound like some shit for the corny ass high school couples that wore matching shirts and shit. Asking everybody to vote them for cutest couple"
I looked over at him "you sound like you real familiar with that"
My daddy sucked his teeth before pushing me upside the head
"Yo momma probably the one that know about all that kinda stuff. She probably went to one of them kinda schools that did that. The school I went to, Ain nobody really went to prom. They just went to the after parties until they got shut down for a fight breaking out then got rooms after"
"You saying THEY... but I bet you was one of em"
He nodded "You right. But ion suggest you do that. Especially not with Brielle."
"That ain my intentions with her"
"I can tell. She got you doing shit like this"
"I can't ask momma to help me cause you know she gone be extra"
"Yeah. You'll rarely find yo momma doing anything less than extra. But she'll help you. And sometimes that's what a female want. Extra. How you think me and yo momma been together so long?"
"Yeah. Extra. Like how y'all be extra loud being nasty like y'all ain got kids in the house"
"Better start taking some melatonin at night or some cause guess what? One monkey don't stop no show"
"You ain right"
"You'll understand when you get older and you settle down. In the future you gone have this same conversation with yo kids"
I could hear the door open and in came all the noise
"Dance practice got me TIRED" McKenna said as I could hear her loud ass feet stomping upstairs
"Daddy!" Kinsley yelled
I looked away from the computer and at him "yo favorite child calling"
She walked into the kitchen looking like she was ready to cry and whine about some shit
"Daddy I need my oil changed" she told him before laying her head on him, hugging him
"I gotchu. You ain gotta cry"
I made a noise while laughing
"I also need gas money too"
My momma walked into the kitchen rolling her eyes
"You get money" he told her
"To invest in my career. Come on daddy. Please" she smiled at him. He sighed, reaching in his pocket before pulling out money. Ion know how much he gave her but he slapped more than one bill in her hand making her smile
"Thank you! And this is why you the best"
"I bet so. Now back up cause you smell like grease"
"I've been working" she frowned, sniffing her work shirt before walking off and headed upstairs
"How exactly did I end up with them two?" My momma asked, sitting her purse down and kissed my daddy before he responded
"Kinsley was the result of a massage and McKenna.."
"I was not talking about it like that. I remember very well"
"Eww.." I frowned
"Where Mary at?"
"She went to go check on her house. Apparently they tryina charge her extra for the kinda carpet she want so she wanted to see how it looked before they finished it so she won't spend all that money for nothing"
"I'm ready to get that rich for custom carpets in my newly built house" I muttered as she came over to me tryina kiss on my face
"Chillll ma"
"Don't do that. You not too grown for yo momma to love on you"
"Favorite child" my daddy said before he left the kitchen, sounding like he headed outside
"How was school? Whatchu over here looking at?" She asked while looking at the screen, raising her eyebrow "Pinterest? Oh baby, you must be bored as hell"
"You sound like yo husband"
"Whatchu looking at?"
"If I tell you, you can't overreact"
She looked at me suspiciously
"Sure"
"I'm tryina find a way to ask Brielle to prom but I can't think of nothing"
The smile on her face grew so big
"I'm not gonna overreact.. I'm not gonna overreact"
"Thank you"
"But why you didn't come to me instead of Pinterest? I've been waiting to do something like this. When you tryina do it?"
"Ion know. But soon. Prom ain too far away"
"Okay. You! Don't do anything. I got this and I'll talk to you about it later, okay?"
"Uhh.. okay?"
"I'm so happy for you Kyran! You REALLY like her to be doing something like this. Along with the gym thing!"
"I was tryina see if pops could think of something but you know how that went"
"Your daddy don't know nothing bout promposals. The people at his school probably only knew how to have sex, fight and party"
"You can't talk too much. You started acting like them people after you met my daddy"
"Boy" she hit me causing both of us to laugh
"And do me a favor. Don't tell kinsley about this"
"I won't. It's just between me and you... and obviously the nosiest man in America"
"Pops?"
"Yeah! You already know dimitri is the nosiest man in America. But y'all just make him feel better by saying he pEeP evErytHinG"
"What y'all in here talkin bout my daddy for?" Kinsley asked as she walked back into the kitchen. My momma made a face
"Girl I can talk about MY MAN if I want to"
"You can't tho"
"And whatchu gone do bout it?"
"It's whatever bout my daddy" she shrugged
"Yo sister make me sick" she told me as she left the kitchen
McKenna walked into the kitchen and went straight to the fridge, looked inside and closed it
"Hold on..." she said out loud before opening it again and looked through it before looking back "one of y'all saw a blue Gatorade?"
"Nah" I shook my head
"Nope"
"Well somebody saw it. I put it in here before I left school"
"Whatchu need to put is yo ass in a shower. You smell like sweat" Kinsley told her
"You don't wanna go there" McKenna responded
"That's why you can't find yo Gatorade"
"Cause you probably took it"
"Girl bye" Kinsley sarcastically laughed "I can buy my own"
"Not if you begging daddy for gas money"
"Girl bye. You mad cause he don't give you money? That's why I know what happened to your Gatorade"
"Cause you stole it! And I'm snitching"
"Go ahead" kinsley crossed her arms
McKenna stormed out of the kitchen while me and kinsley looked at each other
"You know who got it right?" I asked her
"Daddy. I saw it in his hand when I first came in here. But that's my daddy and ima stick by him" she told me before leaving the kitchen
All I could do was shake my head, closing the laptop
"I gotta get outta this damn house ASAP" I said lowly while leaving the kitchen