Chris
My brother Jason had been blowing my phone up for the past two days, and I was yet to answer him. I was frustrated with him, but I know he was just looking out for me.
I pulled up my grey sweat pants, and white T-shirt, slipping on my Jordans to head to Burlington avenue, twenty minutes away from my house. I didn't care though, I was on a mission.
I pulled up to a two story home on the corner. There was a corner store a block away with all types of people passing the house. I got out, and cut my alarm on just so they knew that shit was mine. Mother fuckers didn't care if the sun was out or not, they would probably steal my shit. I walked up the walkway, and made eye contact with a older gentleman, I thought to myself, that must have been her dad.
"Is this Tarzana's address?" I asked looking around.
He was in a rocking chair with a beer in his hands. He just stared at me confused. "Who are you boy?"
"I'm Chris Damewood."
A smile crept up on his face. "You own Damewood and sons dealership? Boy get up here I was just telling my wife I needed a new car."
I laughed walking up the porch. "Is this Tarzana's address?" I repeated myself.
"What do you want with my daughter?"
"I needed to talk to her."
He looked at me cautiously before yelling out her name. Zana came out on the porch in a mini yellow sundress that complimented her skin tone. I noticed she cut her hair short, and it looked good on her. Zana folded her arms over her breast, she looked surprised to see me.
"You look good." I said staring at her beauty. Damn, why did she have to have this hold on me.
"What are you doing here, Chris?"
"I couldn't reach you at work, and your number was changed." I said.
Zana sighed, and looked down at her daddy who wasn't hiding the fact that he was listening to our conversation. "Daddy, could you give us a minute please?"
He stood to his feet, and turned to his daughter, "this my house girl, you're lucky I love you."
She smiled at him, "and I love you too Daddy."
He walked into the house, and she set in the rocker that her father was just occupied. "Chris you shouldn't have came here."
"I have some things that I needed to say to you." I said sitting on the seat right next to her. "I do love you. I've felt a connection with you the moment I laid eyes on you. Yeah we fucked around, and I stayed around because I knew your man wasn't shit. You ran to me each and every time. I just felt that you was thinking of me as your side dude, and I wasn't feeling that."
"Chris..." She held my hand. "I don't think we should see each other. I have allot of demands that I'm dealing with, and the fact that I just left that relationship, and found out that my best friend was sleeping with him only made things worst for me."
"I'm not him!" I yelled. "So what are you saying Zana? I'm here telling you that I love and want you, and you're pushing me to the side again!"
Zana was silent as she looked out in the street. I could tell so many things were running through her head, but the only thing that had been on my mind was her.
"I need time."
"Time?" I asked her standing to my feet.
She nodded, but couldn't look me in my eyes. "I'm sorry Chris." I could see her emotion in her face. She didn't mean it, I knew her, just like I knew her body.
"Fuck it." I said storming off the porch back to my ride. I sped off, and dialed Vanessa's number. "Hey, could you come over?" I asked her.
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Zana
I watched Chris drive away. I didn't know why it was so hard for me to tell this man that I wanted him too, when just a month ago I was crying, and basically begging him to love me.
Mama walked out on the porch and threw her arms around my neck. "It's going to be alright my love."
"Thanks ma."
"Now, who was that?" She asked me.
"Just an old friend."
My mother looked at me like she knew it was more to the story, but she ended her questions, "your brother will be here in a few hours, let's finish packing."
I followed her into the house. I had been packing for awhile, that's when my phone rang with a private number. I was sitting on the floor going through some clothes when I answered. "Hello."
"It's me, Kiara."
I hung up the phone. I didn't know where she got my number, but she was really tripping if she thought I was about to entertain her ass.
The phone rang again, and this time it went to voicemail. I didn't have time for her. Carson barged inside my room and set on the bed. I was very great full he agreed to help me move a few furniture items to my new condo.
"Are you ready?" He asked me, "I got the U-haul, and my boys are downstairs ready to take things to your new crib."
I nodded, and got off the floor, dusting my dress. "Just give me a minute to change, and I'll be right down."
"Aye, sis, you want to grab a drink with me at the bar, it's somethings I need to discuss with you."
"Sure." I smiled over at him before he left the room.
Carson and I had always been close. We would fuss and fight, and then act like things were normal the next day. I got dressed in some sweat pants, and a white wife beater and headed down the stairs.
After moving, I set down on my new sofa that faced the floor to ceiling window and watched the sunset. The view was amazing, and I was finally excited to call my new home mine. I got it for myself, no more living with a man in his home.
"We're all done sis." Carson said.
"I appreciate you three! So what about those drinks?"
"Get dressed, and I'll pick you up in a little bit."
I ran to my room to get showered and dressed for a night out with my big brother.
After an two hours, my digital clock on my counter read 8:20pm, though my house wasn't fully furnished I was still going to make the best of it. I wore a pair of tight blue jeans with a pair of knee high leather heels, my black off the shoulder blouse was new and gorgeous, my hair was crinked and short and I felt like a million bucks.
My brother texted to tell me that he was downstairs, and I grabbed my bag and headed to his car. The whole ride we talked about old times, until we pulled up to Bucks Bar and Grill. We grabbed a seat in the back, and ordered drinks and wings.
"So what's wrong?" I asked him.
Carson smiled, "I just missed my little sister that's all."
"No I know you Carson Andrews. Now spill."
Carson took and deep breath and exhaled loudly. "I got a girl pregnant."
"Who?"
"You don't know her, but I would like you to meet her. She's sexy as hell, reminds me of Lauren London. She's been trying to meet the family for some time, I just know you and mama, and Everytime I bring a girl over y'all trip on them."
I laughed, "we are not that bad, but when it comes to my brother I don't play about you. Like the last winch, what was her name?" I asked scratching the side of my head.
"Tia." He sighed then laughed.
"Yeah her! She was fucking crazy Carson. Where the hell did you meet her?"
Carson ignored me, "anyway, here comes the drinks."
The waitress walked over with the drinks and walked away after winking at Carson.
"I don't know what these girls see in you boy." I said.
"I'm a handsome man sis. It runs in the family. So are you down to meet my lady, maybe Saturday night?"
"Yeah, sure. By then I'll have my furniture and I could have us dinner." I said sipping on my drink.
"Cool, thanks sis. I know if I start with you, then mama will have to like her."
"Well thanks Carson, you make me sound like a monster." I laughed.