A brief silence flowed over us before I looked my sister over. “What’s up, shorty?”
“Life. You?” She leaned back against her desk and just looked at me.
“Yo ass. You’ve been in your head and lowkey out of the way. What’s up with you? And don’t think I still don’t want to know who the nigga you were just in here smiling on the phone with was.”
“It was nothing serious. What are you doing this way?”
“I can’t just come see my sister.”
“No, nigga. Especially when you bring your ass in here with a milkshake from Luna’s spot.”
I laughed. She had indeed caught my ass with that one.
“What were you doing over there?” Now she was pulling a me on me.
“Mind my business, shorty.”
Now it was her turn to laugh, and she damn sure did with her petty ass.
I ended up kicking it up there at the shop with her for a while before I left and went by the crib. I needed to look through some plans at the crib. I had fucked around and made plans with shorty without even making sure I didn’t have something in the works.
When I pulled up to my spot, I didn’t expect to see Rae on my porch. Shorty was sitting on the second step looking like she was here to catch her man cheating. Good thing I wasn't her dude, but I did wonder what the hell she was doing here.
“Was I ever enough for you?” Her voice broke my train of thought.
“Yo, do you have some type of reminder set on your phone or is this something that you've vowed to do every other week or so? Like what the fuck, Rae? You left me.”
“I did, but what else would have made you see me?”
“See you? Rae you got bright red ass hair. I don't have any choice but to see you.”
“You know what I mean, Knoxx.” By now she had a scowl on her face, and I could see she probably wanted to start a scene but I was not about to partake in it.
“No I don't, and I'm tired of doing this over and over again with you.”
“How? You don't do it at all. If anything, you act like I'm bothering you when all I want is for yo?—”
“I can't keep doing this, RaAnn. I don't want you anymore. There isn't anything left for you and I,” I interrupted her spiel.
“Maybe not, but that bitch’s face you were in at the coffee shop. I bet you want her.”
I laughed. This crazy broad had been following me. “Are you serious?”
She nodded her head like she had caught me lying or something. You’d think I was cheating on her, and I was the reason for our messed up situation, but it was the total opposite. She had messed us up and I couldn't see past that. There was truly nothing left for the two of us and I wish she'd finally get that through her head.
“I can't give up on us, we were perfect.”
“Do you hear yourself? You did give up on us.” By now I had my head tilted to the side and I was trying my damnedest not to blow up out here.
“Yes. This is me fighting for what I love. Fighting for us.”
I laughed. I'd decided that I no longer felt like arguing with her period. What I did know was that I was glad I had to finally change my locks. I couldn't take this long drawn out situationany longer. We were finished and I couldn't understand why the hell she couldn't get that through her fucking skull. Hopefully, she got it while she was sitting on this porch by herself.
I looked around the parking lot, waiting for Luna to come out of her shop. The empty space around me made me think about the pace of my life lately. I had slowed down on some things since everything happened with Argus. I needed my sister in a good headspace, and not worried about what I was out here doing.
“I for sure thought you wouldn’t show up.” Luna’s voice broke through my thoughts.
“And why would I leave you hanging, shorty? I’m on you like bums and fat bitches during tax season.”
