-sky
"Hey paps!" I yell to my uncle.
"Yo bud, so i got some good news, we acquired the store and headquarters in Tuscon." He said it with the largest smile on his face.
"Yeah, nice. So when do u want me to head back? Im not sure if everything is ready here" at the single moment his smile went from mild to a simple frown of anger
"Sky, pup, you are not going back. It wont help you, shes gone and the Maitsoh are no longer apart of our venture, we've finally cut ties with them, why are u planning on going back to the vegetable bitch, shes not waking up!"
He sneered at me as he said that to my face. I wonder what would happen if j told him she was pregnant. I might even be my kid...
i by all means didnt hate her, she was just and end to a business conflict. I cut ties with nie also, and dhayle came to see me a month after she went to a-coma, i also cut ties with her blaming it on landos appearance. She didnt accept that fact that id throw away her sister in a moment. It was all an act.
I did and do still like her, actually im kidding myself, i did fall for her bad. I wanted her and tried hard to find a solution for my uncle that didnt circulate around b and the maitsoh family. It still turned out like this.
I know Lando felt the most pain. Me i just got a phone call. My uncle knew right away because he's part of the maitsoh family pack. In law and all but not close enough to feel depression. As a matter of fact i think he was relieved that day, he wore a huge smile and praised me on my hard work... i dont know what i did but late i found out that she was poisoned, I'm sure i did it I'm just not sure how i did it. I been keeping tabs on my uncle to find out how he did it. It wont help me in anyway except put me in prison. All i want to do is rid myself of this ugly guilt that seems to plague me like a gross shower, i feel most day that im covered in someones upchuck throw up. The smell of vomit is more like my brain remembering the smell and making me smell it.
I still do socialize, i still meet honey's from the town, it doesn't satisfy me anymore, to be honest she was the first one who had me whipped and to replicate that awesome feeling of her wanting me and liking me the affection and friendship behind all the sex was the best part. A beautiful women and i caused her state of being as it is now.
I took my camera and went to my studio after talking with my uncle, he has no plans for me as of now which in my case isnt to bad.
Im not a fan of being home alone anymore, i find myself looking through my phone and looking through the photos of i have of her, when she smiles and the easiness of how she took everyday showed on her face. I wish i could touch her beautiful lips again, run my hand through her silky hair. Laugh at her corny jokes. She was pretty awesome.
"Damn it sky! What have u done?"
I run the tear drop away from the corner
Of my eye and grab my coat, i need a distraction not silence. I hate thinking about her. I hate myself after all this.
-dhayle
Spending the day at work is best, i started working harder to make the company better, after b's incident my parents took a back seat and all the board members started to run a muck within there own departments. I already fired the assistant managers for embezzlement and fraud, companies were signed on with the worst planning behind them.
Handeing the arts was always b's area. I did the investment and financing better. She was suppose to take over also. Damn it sucks to think of her while i sit at this desk.
"Hey! Rita, can u close the door and hold my calls, no visitor also i have a alot of paper work to finish, make aure the simple stuff is dealt with. If its urgent just text me!"
I yell pass the door. She was b's office assistant and a good one too. I use to suspect her of being apart of the party that wanted to use the company name to get ahead but in the last three
Months shes proven to be a solid person and loyal to mom and dad. She also broke down and still came to work everyday. She hardly talks to anyone, although everyone remembers and is very gossipy about her depression. Most of the company thinks b will live, the majority of the ph lic doesnt know shes on life support, we've only released the fact shes in a-coma.
Even though my missing her is gut wrenching on days like today, especially after nie finally went to her apartment, i still have to move foward.
Lately ive be anxious and have been going for walks on a regular basis, at night i dream of my sister on the regular.
Its not memories just a conversation between sisters, we sit on the grass in our hometown looking at the Stronghold we use to use when we were young and talk about whats there is to do going forward, i take solace in those moments in my dream. Where she encourages me and makes it okay for me to be not only alive, also loved by her and the rest of my family.
Im happy she still in my heart even though the spot she left still feels empty.
I know i have a future to work towards after dad told us the news of another surprise she has for us.
Leave it to B to throw a hail mary near the end of the game. I cant have children so i hope this baby makes it full term.
Knowing whats ahead and what she'll miss i put my pen down and turn my chair around, the moment i look outside and see the sunny sky, the tears of survivors guilt sets in. Why her? Why my little sister?
"I couldnt protect you, im sorry. I will do everything i can to protect your child...
BABY SIS! Im SORRY!" I clench her bracelet that she always wore. It had a mountain lion engrave in the metal and a setting of five turquoise for each if us. I swallow my sob and take a deep breathe to calm myself. Wiping the tears from my face and shaking this overwhelming emotion i can do nothing for her state except step into her role with the family business. Its my turn to help out the whole clan. I cant let this beat me up. I have to be strong for her and my family. Who knows whats gonna a happen when we find out who poisoned her.
"Ill find those assholes b, i promise ill keep looking for them!"
With this second wind of resolution i feel i start back at it, reading memos and signing documents.