Chapter 90: Still Stone hearted

Still stone hearted!

  "Honestly baby..." Mother began cupping my face smiling broadly "...We've been hard on you lately and we've made terrible decisions along the line..."

  "That's right!" Father concurred with a friend my smile

  "And we've decided to...."

The door bell rang continuously then father asked Larry to get the door done he was close enough.

  "Babe, are you expecting anyone tonight? This is a family time not some business day..." Mother scolded already

  "C'mon babe! I know that! There's no one here for me!" Father answered defensively.

I could not stop arguing with myself inside, Larry came forth scurrying; i knew it was big trouble installed.

   "Mrs Morgan is here to talk, she claims its important!" He said almost whispering then mother interrupted almost yelling

  "This is a family time Larry, tell her that!"

  "I think its important ma'am!" Larry said. Why's this man always persuasive though, I muttered inside me. Larry returned to the door and opened it. Immediately the first thing i did was to gulp down a full glass of water while everyone's attention was fixated on the door to see who'd come in. 

Pixie and her mother walked in confidently sitting at the living room just as Larry ushered while mother and father wiped off their mouth with a serviette respectly to meet the guest who wouldn't stop interrupting our family time. 

  "What's going to happen next?" Yeesha asked in concern

  "I really dont know!" I said calmly

  "Pixie is really childish you know! Did you really do something terrible though?" She asked to clarify

  "I said nothing much and she took it too serious! You know how i can be, goddamn rude but she overreacted! Well whatever 'coz i really don't care about how she'd feel its mom and dad I'm concerned about?!" I explained

  "Oh dang! We should keep an eye....on them!" She suggested

I really concluded mother was listening to us even if its impossible but it felt that way because as soon as Yeesha and i concluded our conversation she called my name. Yeesha gave me a thumbs up to show her support like i was evicted then i went to them regardless. I sat on the empty couch then i hollered.

  "Hi, Mrs Morgan!" 

  "Hi!" She looked at me in distaste in a horse tone. My parents looked disappointed and angry already. There's no way out Kareem, i said to myself.

  "Pixie? What exactly did my son do to you?" Mother asked 

  "He insulted me. He called me a losing life then he tried to mock me because i wasn't rich like y'all and he called me names because i wasn't brilliant..." She explained

  "...Where did he insult you like you claim?" Mother asked again. Her mother was about to speak when mother stopped her raising her index finger then she turned to Pixie

  "Here at yoir house. In this living room..."

  "Did he invite you?" Mother asked again

  "No but...."

  "Did you tell your mother where you were heading to at all?"

  "No but...." Pixie tried to be defensive

  "Then how do you expect me to believe you? Do you think that anyone can just walk into my home and tell me just anything about my kids and I'd believe?" Mother asked them both. Father left because he got a call and it seemed important.

  "Mrs Khaleefa. You are not being fair right now..." Her mother complained

  "Then what?" Mother exclaimed harshly

  "My daughter returned home...crying out loud saying that she was insulted by your son and do you think that its going to make me feel any better? I had to come talk to you." Her mother explained almost rebelling

  "Its terrible that he made your daughter feel bad or cry. In the first place, you should have asked her what exactly brought her to my home without your permission. I can't believe you're accusing him for making her cry?! If she wanted anything to do with tutorials, she could always wait for Monday, but she didn't!" Mother fired defensively

  "I can't believe this. Are you saying that he was completely right for disrespecting her that way?" Her mother yelled

  "Are you also saying that it was right for her to kiss under my roof? Huh?" Mother asked also yelling. Her mother wad lost them she turned to Pixie and back to mother again.

  "Mrs Khaleefa, we may not be rich or luxurious like you all but do remember one thing, we'll never forget this malicious treatment!" Mrs Morgan dragged Pixie to leave

  "And don't you ever try to intrude again because I'll have you both locked up in prison. Try me!" Mother warned

  "Exactly! We'll leave. You raised a mischief as a son. Ask him if she's lying?!" Mrs Morgan insulted. Mother went to her almost throwing slaps at her then she halted

  "That's exactly what i told my son, he should stay away from low lives like you. To the fact that i haven't insulted your daughter, don't try to insult mine. If she was any way better, why would she search for a private lesson at the house? Is that even legal? Now get out!" Mother warned them i held my mother because she was about to hit her mothers face. Father rushed towards us immediately dismayed. 

  "What's going on here! Danni?" She asked mother who looked ferocious already then i too off my grip.

  "Mr Khaleefa, this is not the last of it yet. Its either your son apologizes to my daughter or you draw a war line against you!" Her mother threatened.

  "Get the hell out of my house! What on earth do you know about war! Get out!" Father yelled as they ran out scarily.

Father was disappointed ant for him to have yelled at that woman, he was angered to the core. He turned to us like he wanted to offer free punches at mother and i. Yeesha was sitted at the corner speechlessly staring at us.

  "What just happened? Since when did we start running a fight club? Danni, that was irresponsible..." He scolded

  "...Defending our son is irresponsible? Are you even listening to yourself? Some woman and her pathetic daughter walks into our mansion claiming that he disrespected her should be easily believed?" She sniffles then continued "Whether or not was his fault, i will never have them insult him!" Sat st on the couch as Bella brought a glass of water for her to drink. I stood in silence not knowing how to apologise or speak to them.

  "You didn't have to fight back. You only proved her insinuation about us correctly..." He said

  "That what precisely? How could she say that i raised a mischief, is that fair? Are we raising a mischief, Khaleef? We are his parents and that includes defending him. I know that maybe he might have said something terrible, she shouldn't insult him coz i did not do likewise. What's my crime?" She clarified

  "It don't matter, Danni! I'm disappointed at you, i didn't expect that from you..." Father stated

  "What did you expect?" She stood up looking him in the eye "That I'd spank Kareem because she said that rubbish, i won't Khaleef." She calmed  

  "Look! I understand that you're getting worked up but she wouldn't walk in here if he did not say anything stupid or rude. You know our son, he could be rude anytime. Did you ask him if it was true or not? Did you?" Father scolded "She could paint us black out there..."

  "Then who cares?! Our home matters to me than the media. This is all about protecting the Khaleefa's name huh? Are we not essential?" She countered him

  "That's not what i mean..." Father defended himself

  "Then what?!" She turned to me then my heart broke again and again. Its time to braid up, i said to myself. "Did you insult her or not?!"

  "I...I...I was mad at her so i only warned her not to drop by again. I didn't even invite her over. We've done so many tutorials and she came back telling me that she's forgotten, is that fair? I was studying when she interrupted..." I explained

  "Just shut up ok? I warned you about this long time ago, i told you to stay out of her life but you wouldn't listen." Mother scolded almost calmly

  "It shouldn't give you the right to insult her..." Father said

  "But i really did not insult her. I only reminded her of what mother said about her..." I got defensively

  "...That what?" He interrupted

  "Low lives like her..." I said snapping then he hit my face. I held my face while mother pushed him away from me

  "Really Danni, how could you insult someone like that? A low life, really??" Father added

  "Of course! She's way too disrespectful, i remembered the last time i asked Kareem to apologize to them, we did that perfectly but did she apologize?" Mother yelled. This was getting too intense for me or Yeesha to handle.

  "I'm sorry! Dad! Mom!" I yelled at them to stop arguing as father blurted instantly

  "He's leaving for Senegal and that's final!"

  "No he's not anymore! He's suffering alot, i thought we spoke about this?!" Mother countered

  "...That's final." He said then ran he went upstairs

  "Do you see what we're going through because of you?" Mother said as she sat on the couch. Yeesha stood next to me then hugged me tightly as mother joined the group hug.

  "He's bleeding! Why did father hit him that way?" Yeesha asked. I was bleeding terribly from a punch he landed on my handsome face.

  "He's only mad!" I said defending father. I didn't know why i did that though. Mother looked at it then she rushed to get ice and some painkillers. Yeesha bought the first aid box for mother to clean and dress it up. I could tell that the three of us were angry at father and surprisingly, he didn't comento check on us downstairs. I did not wish for all these yhings to happen but i just couldn't understand why he had to hit my face that bad, that's exactly i got my bad temperament from even if i'm not proud of it.

  "Mama! Don't let Kareem go to Senegal!" Yeesha said as her voice began to break.

  "No i won't, baby!" She embraced Yeesha. He turned to me "I'm so sorry Kareem, it must have been hard for and we overreacted too. We should've listened to you or even bought a doctor for some therapy sessions..i really don't want you to hate us or even your father for this." Mother said apologizing. I was shocked because i was the cause of everything yet she apologized, many times nthey !ade me feel terrible but i was taking it against them as well.

Mother passed the night at Yeesha's room which i understood why the i headed to fathers' room to try apologizing just maybe he'd change his mind about his decision. I walked in without knoking the door was left ajar. He was working out on the treadmill.

  "Can i talk to you?" I asked politely. He turned off the treadmill then he took a towel to wipe off the sweat as he approaced.

  "Don't even think of apologizing, i won't listen." He turned to leave

  "I'm so sorry for being a disappointment to you but i want to know why you hit me?" I spoke calmly and politely

  "Its obvious Kareem that i was angry at what you did. You shouldn't call someone a low life..."

  "But i said that I was sorry..."

  "And its not enough!" He almost yelled. I scoffed

  "Are you still sending me away?" I knew that he'd always say yes but I had to ask regardless.

  "Yes Kareem, ain't nothing changing that! Its better for everyone and most importantly, you. You need to learn and see things differently, you need to come off this rich kid shit and be a man." He explained

  "Must it be Senegal?" I asked again still disappointed

  "Why not?!"

  "Did your father send your far away to study? I thought you went through Oxford?" I questioned.

  "And so what's wrong with that?" He became defiant

  "A lot of things. I'm willing to do just anything but Not going that far? Please?!"pleaded again

  "No Kareem and that's final. Like final!" He turned to leave again

  "When your father heard that someone took you away, he didn't let you by yourself but saved you. So why won't my own father save me too?" I asked then i walked out as well.

I couldn't understand why father acted differently towards me again, it seems lime he truly does not want me any where close to our family or even Miami. 

Two days after,

While we gathered round for breakfast, the only thing we said to our father was a regular salutation 'Good Morning' and nothing else followed behind including Yeesha who was known to be his goddess. I woke up a still inactive battling with a fever, mother insisted on calling our family doctor but i strongly refused and i Wasn't getting any better. Mother felt my temperature, it was high indeed.

  "Kareem, you need a doctor!"

  "No Ma! I'm fine!" I refused again.

  "Kareem you need a doctor if you are not getting any better." Father added

  "Don't interfere." Mother countered him

  "But he's my son." 

  "He's not your son. Whenever he commits a crime he's my son when he's brought so much glory, he's your son! You caused all of this Jamal, since the day you hit his face he's never been ok and you pretend to not know till now?! All in the name of Senegal, if we've discussed about this why bringing  it up everyday?" Mother said

  "That's the only Way he needs to learn good manners..."

  "Are you incapacitatednto teach him good manners?" She asked

  "Don't talk to me like that in front of our kids..."

  "I will Jamal, i will. If anything happens to my son, I'd never forgive you for that." She turned to me still placing her hand on my forehead to my neck. He was quiet then he tried to touch me as well then i refrained instantly.

  "Don't touch me!" I added which made look hopeless. He turned to Yeesha instead since our attentions were diverted then she refrained as well.

  "Goddess!" She exclaimed in shock

  "Don't call me that too." She frowned

  "Yeesha! Baby!!"

  "Would you let Kareem stay or not?"

  "Yee....Yeesha..." He tried to explain 

  "That's a No still then there's nothing to talk about!"

We both left them heading our way for school. Mother followed from behind taking her purse with her scurrying in a black gown and a white Saint Laurent jacket. She insisted to drop us off herself while Larry drove father to work. Darkie and Jeff insisted on pursuing the make believe even if their parents had strongly disagreed but the stood on the fact of leaving to Senegal with me.