Chapter 73: Intertwined!

Intertwined!

  "Darkie! This is not what I want, I've know that i've been crazy and I don't want that anymore. Can we just move and be us? We don't have to end up this way, you're special." I did not know where the words came from but it came anyways while I held her knuckles and kissed them.

  "Look Jordan! You know me, I'm not stupid. Whether you like it or not, we'd always work together and about Pixie, we're good, I know exactly how to mend that misunderstanding. Just let me handle it." She said with a smirk, it looked beautiful

  "Darkie, what's up? Look, you're not doing anything to her ok? Trust me, we have nothing to do with each other and besides I can do whatever I choose to, you can't always detect to me what to do or not." I stooped

  "Really?" She laughed "Jordan, I won't let her have you simply because I have you already, how about that?" She leaned forward with a smile holding unto my tie. Darkie wants me in trouble, I muttered inside of me.

  "Darkie!" I called like I had lost all hope in life and she was trying to make it worse. I turned to the door while Yeesha stood with her phone on the other hand, she must have taken some pictures. Darkie turned to her as well.

  "Hey pretty one! Tell me what you got today coz I have a lot to teach you right after I shower." 

  "Of course, Darkie! You won't believe the piece I caught too. Kareem what's up!" Yeesha said as they walked hand in hand with each other talking and chattering and also laughing at once. I was pissed off. Pixie. Pixie. Pixie. I hate the sound of this name right now, she jeopardizes everything i do right, she interferes real bad. I headed to my room instead. Bella came in smiling as always in a beautiful deep sea blue gown. She sat beside me on the bed where I laid.

  "Kareem, I noticed you have not touched your meal for the past one hour, should I be told something? A good reason." She looked Somewhat worried yet keeping a tight one this time. 

  "I don't want to talk about it, Belle. I just got to focus right now." I said to her concentrating on a book I was reading before she stepped into the room.

  "Ok. Anything you say. But I really can't throw your meal you know. Your mother will chop me off, you know how she hates wasting, little one. Some of us were born to our fate, we did not get to see such luxury." She stopped with the lecture. She exaggerated about my mother chopping her off even if she disliked wastage. I ignored Bella for the first time in a very long time if I have ever ignored her somehow.

  "Ok Kareem! I'll just call your mother home to let her know that you haven't touched your food." She stood up to leave. I knew she was trying to coax me at the same time. I closed the book abruptly fumed up in anger leaving me hopeless.

  "Fine! You win." I said to her as I followed her from behind. We got downstairs together like some fox and the hound. She dragged the chair for me to sit instead, I sat. She served me a really good meal just the way i liked and preferred it served. I was moody for reasons I didn't really know about. I stared at the food for about ten seconds before i took in a spoonful into my mouth. I chewed religiously while she stared at me smiling. Bella wouldn't give up on me, would she?! I thought. 

  "You added too much seasoning. I really don't like this food!" I blurted to get her mad

  "I'm sorry. I'll be careful next time, you should eat up soon rest finally." She said

The food was very tasty but my plans wouldn't work on her at all. After I had gone half way with my meal Yeesha and Darkie approached for their meal I guess.

  "Miss Bella!" Darkie exclaimed as she hugged Bella.

  "Y'all should sit down and wait while I serve your meal." Bella inquired nicely.

  "Can't wait!" Yeesha said smiling as Bella snuggled her nose. Bella walked to the kitchen immediately. Yeesha turned to me with a smile

  "Tasty right?!"

  "I don't know!" I said, still focusing on the meal. Darkie asked

  "Jordan can you...."

  "....You should leave." I said interrupting her. She was shocked and surprised at my reaction. She looked confused and lost, trying to figure out her offense.

  "Did i do something?" She asked

  "I just want you out of my house, better?" I concluded. Yeesha was pissed already

  "Kareem? What the hell?" Yeesha questioned

  "Just shut up! What do you know?" I scolded Yeesha. I turned to Darkie "Did you not hear me?" I asked again.

  "Wow! I can't believe this, Jordan. Don't treat me like I've got no family to go to..Like I've got no luxury to run to."

  "That's better if you do. Get out!" I ordered

She stood up angrily running upstairs to Yeesha's room to get her bag and laptop. 

  "Darkie wait!" Yeesha called trying to run to her then I held her back, forcefully sitting here down. Darkie left angrily. Bella came out with the food on a tray then Yeesha ran upstairs angrily, that was not my problem at all. I've been too nice for too long so I had to change that motion. Bella wondered what happened

  "Where's Darkie? Where's Hazel?" 

  "I sent her home and Hazel is having a bad day because of me." I smirked going upstairs too.

  "Holy Crap, Kareem!!!" She exclaimed, I could hear her from afar.

08:25pm

I was having dinner with Yeesha in utmost silence. She was angry at me for sending my own make believe girlfriend out of the house, how incredible. Anytime I look at her, I could only laugh at her reactions.

  "Yeesha! Yeesha!! Ayeesha!!!" I called then she answered abruptly and almost angrily

  "What Kareem? I don't want to talk."

  "Me neither. But we've got to start talking before mother and father comes in, see? Honestly, I really don't want to talk to you to." I know explained to her, she turned to me

  "What was that about?" She asked 

  "What!" I asked as well

  "Why did you send her out..."

  "...And why did you post our pictures online? That was a stolen pose and undeniably unintended. Can you do yourself a favor by taking it off? Delete it right away." I instructed trying not to get mad at her as well. I was passive because of the bond and the fact that she is my sister.

  "I did not post anything." She was defensive

  "Then who did?" I threw my phone at her. She took it up staring at the picture. "Who took the pictures, little brat?" I questioned and insulted

  "Kareem." She rolled her eyes turning away in guilt. "I admit that i took them but I didn't want to do this..." She explained

  "Who did?"

  "I don't know!" 

  "Did you show Darkie these pictures?"

She looked guilty suddenly and innocent

  "I only showed her how charming y'all looked, we did not last on it. She looked angry at the pictures so we did something different instead." She narrated diligently

  "You should apologize to me not tell me your errors coz y'all will pay. Dearly." I turned away. Our parents marched looking stressed out and wasted. After salutations were over they say at the table for dinner too before retiring to bed finally. We finished eating yet they didn't utter a word. It was unusual for mother to not ask questions about our day or father to not scold or tell stories about his childhood, encounters with the famous Dr Khaleefa.

  "Our bedroom, now!" Father said in a really angry tone. Mother followed without a word

Yeesha turned to me in confusion

  "Don't give me that pitiful look, you started all of this." I said walking away then she followed.

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Yeesha and I sat on the couch while mother and father stood abreast each other, I had already imagined us to be under the judge waiting to her his ruling. Our heart beats was faster, I even concluded it to have lost track. Really not possible. Mother snapped her finger after noticing that my attention was afar. I did not hear the question asked by my father, how stupid. I muttered within me.

  "Who is Darkie?" Father asked, now I was back to earth so I could hear every single thing. I was scared to answer but then father liked it when you speak to him courageously.

  "Co-model." I said simply blurting out

  "Kareem, i know that. I know everything. But what I don't seem to understand is the relationship y'all are keeping. Can you defend it?"

  "Its nothing different from being a course mate. I...uh..." I began to stutter. I couldn't count how many times we made out privately and publicly, if they also found out about that then its over

  "That's true! Nothing really different could happen when you look into her eyes and almost kiss, its nothing at all." Father said sarcastically but seriously. He turned to Yeesha's quivering abd guilty eyes.

  "This is your blog, Hazel. Did you have to go that far uploading a picture of your brother with some....random girl..." Father complained the mother interrupted

  "Babe! Jamal!"

  "No babe, let me finish. I'm disappointed at these kids I imagined them to be of no trouble. I wouldn't say much but I'd cut it shorter. Yeesha, we are taking  your gadgets....."

   "And you're grounded." Mother added comfortably.

  "Mama...Dad...I...." Yeesha called out

  "Not a word, just leave!" Father ordered. I really thought that he'd not scold Yeesha, he barely did that so I was surprised he did. Yeesha left instantly.

Father sat on the edge of the bed just opposite where I curled up innocently while mother was in the rest room wiping off her makeover. 

  "Who's that girl?" Father asked again

  "She's Darkie..." I said with a straight face.

  "I know that goddamn well, Kareem. What was she doing here? Did you let her come in?" He asked almost yelling. I gulped.

I could not lie about it, I prepared on telling nothing but the truth. Larry and Bella were first hand witnesses and of course, Yeesha.

  "Yes I did!"

  "And???" My father smirked, he was uneasy at the moment.

  "Nothing else, Dada! She was here for some technological practicals with Yeesha. I didn't do nothing, I was in my room, reading." I explained. I didn't care how silly it sounded, I did explain regardless. He laughed wickedly

  "And you think that'd make me feel any better, Kareem? 'Coz of some practicals or to the fact that y'all didn't meet?" He sighed trying to calm down on his own then he asked again "Isn't she your girlfriend?" He pointed out while my mind raced, I wish he could understand what i was about. "Isn't she? Don't even think of lying to me, Jordan" His eyes were fixed on me.

  "She is." I gulped in, it wasn't easy blurting it out, I just had to tell him. He sprang up from where he was sitting, to his feet.

  "Goddammit Kareem! You're barely 18! You already have a girlfriend? Babe! Danni! Danni!!" He called out for mother. She briskly walked from the bathroom in white silky robe and a turban on her head.

  "What's happening! Calm down everyone, can we all talk normally without yelling?" She asked

  "Your son has a girlfriend, can you hear that? Does that seem ok to you, is it nice?" Father flared up instantly. "That moment you think you're raising a son, you're also raising his girlfriend! Really absurd huh?" He smirked turning to his wife while I stood quietly wishing to run out of the room "I really can't absorb this, Danni. I can't."

Mother held his arms trying to make him keep calm.

  "Don't jump into conclusions, babe. He's only a boy! Talk to him calmly, like a father should!" She advised

  "Like a father?" He got pissed

  "Yes Jamal, a calm one." She said. He turned to me again, meeting his gaze was like discussing my suicide mission.

  "Definitely you've had kisses so have you have had sex as well?" His eyes widened questioningly as he leaned forward "Hmm?".

I was silent, I couldn't tell them my little secret, its neither a Yes or No. I clenched my fists closing my eyes tightly. He looked disappointed and disheartened already while mother stood quietly staring at me. She had a million questions to ask me but how could she when father had asked almost every question about our scandal.

  "We didn't plan on that, did we? You're still a juvenile to all i care...." 

  "....Yet you all decided to lock me up in the cell, did you not? Did you even remember that I was a juvenile?" I blurted angrily.

  "Are you getting angry or what? You have no right to be, Kareem. What else do you want to become before turning 18, tell me?!"

  "Its my life not yours! I decide to kiss whoever i want and i decide to have sex with whoever I want. Its my life!" I blurted out angrily again, father landed me a punch on the face. I was shocked at it. Mother held father backwards immediately

  "Jamal?!" She looked concerned and still angry at us both. 

  "Sometimes i wonder if you're really my father, its time you told me about my roots"

I walked out angrily leaving them to themselves.

I was really mad at them, father specifically. So what if i have a girlfriend, what's wrong with that after all?! I thought. I laid on my back instead staring at the golden chandelier above me. My lights were turned off while the lights from the chandelier that beautified everything. I became angry at everyone and everything, I wanted to leave the mansion right away but if I decide to leave right away then where would I stay? I don't have a license or anything an ID until I'm eighteen and that's a few weeks from now. I was confused already and not ready to plead guilty or apologize to my parents as well. Jeff called my phone numerously but I did not want to talk to anyone just yet, I left his calls all missed. Maybe he wanted to talk to me about Lamar or Pixie or definitely the pictures online, I wasn't ready to hear or listen to his Lamentations as well. I felt so angry and hyped to fight my father back but what else, a father remains a father; there was nothing I could do to change that. Foolishly enough, I forgot to appreciate the shoes and shirts he got from an LV store, I couldn't even wait for the morning to come.