“What happened?” I asked.
“One night, mama and Bre got into it. Bre left and hasn’t been home since.”
“When did this happen?”
“I think two or three weeks ago.”
“What?!” I said.
“Mhm. Mama doesn’t want us to talk about it, so don’t mention it. I don’t want to get into trouble or have to leave either.”
“Alexis, you’re only seven. Mommy is not going to put you out, and you’re her baby, so consider yourself lucky.”
“That’s what you think. Mommy has been mean since Bre left, Wayne and Eric try to stay out her way because she gets mad so quick. That’s why I stay in my room and just read my books.” She said as she grabbed her book, The Babysitter Club.
“Why did they get into it?”
“Ummm.” Alexis started fidgetting.
“I promise I won’t say anything.”
“Promise?” Alexis said as she put her pinky up. I wrapped my pinky around hers and sealed it with a kiss.
“Promise,” I said.
“Bre’s pregnant.” She whispered.
“Pregnant?!” I yelled. Alexis’s eyes got big and looked like she was afraid of what was about to happen. “Sorry,” I said as I rubbed her head.
“It’s okay. We were all shocked, but I was happy. I’m going to be an aunt again.” She smiled.
“I know.” I tried to smile, but I was disappointed in my little sister. What the fuck has happened since I’ve been gone? And why didn’t anyone think to inform me?
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“Let’s get this money, Rah,” I said to myself as I was looking into the bedroom mirror. I decided to wear a simple little black dress that complemented my natural hourglass shape. My brown chocolate skin was shimmering from my body oil, and my white pedicure and manicure were fresh from yesterday when I got it done. I paired my dress with my black Louboutins, diamond choker, and matching bracelet. I sprayed my Miss Dior perfume all over and coated my lips with a clear gloss. My black ’26 Brazilian Straight Virgin hair was going down my back and was so soft and silky. I was ready mentally and physically, but my mind was a little pre-occupied with what Alexis told me earlier. I tried to call Bre, but she never answered. I was happy that her phone was on and planned to blow her phone up after I handled my business.
After giving myself another look over, I was about to head downstairs because my driver would soon be arriving. I grabbed my silver clutch, kissed Alexis as she slept away, then closed the door behind me. I walked down and immediately saw my mother sitting on my couch with a glass of wine in her hand. She rarely drank, so I know shit had to be bad around here.
“Hey, mama,” I said as I walked over to kiss her cheek. She gave me a half-smile then took a sip from her glass.
“When did you get in?” She asked.
“Earlier. I wanted to surprise you.” I lied. I honestly didn’t want to let them know whenever I was coming because my visits were always a come and go.
“That was nice of you.” She said dryly. If this was the attitude Alexis was speaking of earlier, I wanted to hurry up and get out of dodge because I couldn’t let her ruin my night.
“Well, I’m going out for a few with a friend. I’ll try not to be out too late.”
“You might as well stay out and stay with them. There will be no more coming and going as you please. I gave you kids too much freedom to do what you want in my house. My door closes and locks at 10:00 pm.” She said, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms across her chest.
“Mama I’m almost twenty years old, I shouldn’t have a curfew. I don’t even have one at school. I understand you don’t want us coming and going, but-”
“But what? You’re grown now because you’re in college and do whatever you want down there?” She snapped. I had to keep a clear conscious and not let little shit like this throw off my focus.
“If I’m not headed back by 10, I’ll call you, so you don’t have to worry,” I said while trying to bite my tongue. I don’t know what Bre did, but whatever it was turned mama into a bitch. She was never this snappy or mean. As much as I wanted to use this time to talk to her, I had money to make, and this could wait.
“Mhm.” She said as she focused her attention on the tv and took another sip from her glass. I got a notification that my driver was outside, so I grabbed my short black faux fur coat then left out.
∞∞∞
“Can I offer you anything to drink?” Antonio asked. We were sitting on his couch in his suite at the Hamilton Hotel.
“I’m fine. You know you asked me that twice?” I smiled.
“I did? I’m sorry.”
“Don’t tell me you’re getting old man’s brain on me.” I joked.
“Hell, I probably am.
“Or, you’re just nervous?” I asked.
“That too. I am nervous.”
“Why? You’ve done this before, right?”
“I have, but never with someone so beautiful as you.”
“Really?” I laughed.
“That wasn’t supposed to sound as corny as it came out. I’m sorry, I’m not good with icebreakers.” He admitted. He was cute. I think he was the youngest client I’ve had since I started working as an escort during my senior year of high school. I was tired of struggling and never neing able to afford to buy the things I really
