Kas released a sigh. “Nyx, I didn’t think?—”
“And that’s the problem, yo ass didn’t think. Yo mumma damn sure ain’t thinking and I don’t have shit to say to her, but you, don’t ever say no shit like I hate you… you hear me, boy?”
“I hear you.” Kas smiled lazily, his brother’s words the best thing he’d heard all day. “Me and you, us never part, Makidada. Me and you, us have one heart, Makidada.” He reenacted a scene fromThe Color Purple. The same goofy trait expanded throughout their bloodline, so Onyx joined in with the hand movements but stopped after a few seconds.
“What the hell is wrong with yo ass?” Onyx laughed.
“I was trying to be sentimental and shit, but fuck it.”
“Bruh, come in the damn house.” Kas followed Onyx into his living room, plopping right next to him on the large sectional. “Where the hell you just coming from?”
“If I tell you, are you gone put me out?”
“Nah, man.”
“I was having lunch with our sister.”
“Who?”
“Mike Jones. Nigga, you heard me. Don’t act like that toward her, she’s cool as hell, and she really wants to know you.”
“And?”
“Andnigga we got a sister.”
“I got a brother, that’s it. I don’t know shit about no fucking sister.”
Kas hated his brother was being so stubborn. Even if he chose not to let his father in, he felt Maya was an innocent party in the situation, and he wanted to get to know her. Onyx was not only his brother but his best friend. He loved no one more than him so it wasn’t like he needed another sibling. However, Onyx had been the one to always tell Kas how important family was.We all we gotis how Onyx would explain it to him. That ideology didn’t seem to make sense if it meant picking and choosing what family you wanted to deal with.
“You being real ignorant right now, Nyx. Nouri’s fuck up has nothing to do with Maya. She questioned him about you when you first came out then again when she met Kalil.”
“What he tell her?”
“Some shit about all dark skin Persians looking the same and the last name being a coincidence.”
“Colorist ass muh’fucka.”
“That’s the same shit I said.”
“Figures he’d deny us though. He didn’t even have a reason to deny Kalil, and he still did. That just goes to show how fucked up he is.”
“Yea.” Kas answered simply. He wanted to tell Onyx that Nouri wasn’t as bad as he seemed, but that would mean letting his brother know he’d visited their father. He wasn’t ready to do that.
“Anyway nigga. What the fuck was you thinking about with Zahra?”
“You know I don’t do a lot of thinking. It won’t about shit though. I was fucked up because you yelled at me, knowing how sensitive I am. I went in the house, got drunk and high, and Yanna Boo wasn’t answering her phone. Zahra called, and I told her come through. The shit happened so fast.”
“You fucked up.”
“Maybe, maybe not. Yanna’s ass is so fucking aggravating. One minute she act like she want to be my girl, and the next minute she don’t want shit to do with me. Even when I’m trying, when I think I’m being good, she just be super nonchalant about it.”
“Why you think she act like that?”
“It’s yo’ fiancée’s fault.”
“How the hell is it Baby fault?”
“Because her ass ran and told Yanna that I lied to her after Quan’s big ass mouth spilled that I was chilling with a broad. After that, Yanna kept saying I ruined the possibility of us being anything because I started lying to her straight out the gate.”
