My uncle didn’t die. A motherfucker had murdered him and Charles Curr had a hand in it. Now what the fuck was I supposed to do with that?
Nothing felt right after that conversation, like my whole fuckin chest was tight, and to make matters worse ,how could I look Karsyn in the eyes when I knew what had to do? Her father was a dead man and he didn’t even know it yet.
SEVEN
Karsyn
I had been under Posydiann since his uncle died. I left from time to time to get some business done, but other than that, I had been there for him because he needed me. It was the look in his eyes and the way he held me. Even before Unc died, he and I had become so much closer, him talking more, even letting me in though I knew that was hard for him. He tried, and for that, I was grateful.
I stood in front of the wedding dress, smiling at my newest additions. I had gone from sleeveless to lace sleeves and changed the neckline. I was set to be here for a while today, but I was hoping it sprang by.
There was a knock at the door which made me look up from the dress. I locked eyes with my brother who stood with bags and a smile, seemingly waiting for me to open the door.
I opened the door, letting him in.
“I don’t see much of you since you call yourself having a man,” he said, no greeting or anything, just a mug and what looked like a box of pastries.
I laughed. “You saw me last week, whore. And if you miss me, just say that.”
“Lowkey I think I did. Now here, get these damn pastries.”
I smiled, grabbing the box that read Best Kept Secret from him. “Thank you, and how did you know I was here?”
“Because I have your location, shorty, remember that. Who do you have coming in here today?” He looked around before his eyes landed back on me.
“Nobody, so you ca—” A knock on the door made me turn around. Of course today Amethyst decided to be on time as opposed to every other time we had an appointment scheduled.
“Nobody, my ass,” Kolton said from behind me as I moved to open the door for her. He had a big dumb smirk on his face and I absolutely hated it.
I shook my head because he damn sure wasn’t fooling anybody. What was lowkey funny to me was the fact that Amethyst had a little crush on my brother and he didn’t pay her a lick of attention, but now she was on to something else, he was seemingly checking for my girl. Just like a nigga.
“Hey girl hey,” Amethyst greeted, walking in, her attention all in her phone.
“That’s all you see?” Kolton asked almost as soon as she finished speaking.
“You didn’t let me finish speaking. Hello, Kolton.”
I laughed, deciding to mind all of my own business.
“Why do you gotta say it with an attitude, Purp? You’re too pretty to be giving me attitude for no reason so early in the morning. What did I do to you, baby?”
She laughed at his flirting.
Instead of staying and listening, I headed to the back to get everything I would need.
I focused on trying to get through this day. I didn’t sleep well last night. I was restless, trying not to move too much because I didn’t want to interrupt his sleep. I watched social media videos most of the night, trying to drown my anxiety. I didn’t know what it was, but I was also feeling trapped in my head.
I was grateful Psy stayed asleep this morning because he probably would have picked up on it and not let it go. It might have been the fact that I was getting used to not only existing peacefully in my own space, but more in that of someone else’s. I had been spending a lot of time with him and Junior, and though I liked it, I was a lone wolf. I had always been this way, which was why most of my life I asked God why he gave me a twin. I absolutely loved my brother, but I needed my space more often than he did. I had to recharge and be left alone a lot. Posydiann called them antisocial moments, but I called them moments of rejuvenation. With that being said, I had been spending a lot of time at his home and under him. Maybe that was the source of my anxiety, getting used to something I had never considered before.
When I made my way back into the front, my eyes landed on my brother standing at the window with his attention on Amethyst who was enjoying one of the pastries from the box he brought in.
“Absolutely not,” I mouthed to him as I passed.
He chuckled, stuffing his hands into his trouser pockets. “Always trying to stop my greatness. But anyway, I was just stopping by to check in. I need to get back to the lounge.”
I nodded as he pulled me into a side hug, then kissed my forehead. “And Amethyst, remember what we talked about. I’d really like to get your input.”
I threw my head back. “What did y’all talk about in the short time I was gone?”