Book 1 [ The Untitled Series ] by Brea Isome (best books to read all time txt) 📕

how calm he was being. He sat right there with me though, rubbing my hair away from my face for a whole five minutes until I went back to sleep.
Waking up later that day I felt so out of it. I was still in bed, but not in my own bed. I was in my father's bed. Looking around I felt out of place, and uncomfortable, but I was just happy that I wasn't having another panic attack.

The door creaked open slowly and my father walked in with a glass of juice in his hand. " I brought your favorite."

" fresh squeezed orange juice with a dash of lemon juice?"

"you know it."

" thank you." I mumbled, grabbing the glass when he held it out to me and gulping down the entire thing in twenty seconds flat. He took the empty glass from my hands and sat it on the night stand, then he just stood there staring at me. " what?"

He sighed. " I'm waiting on you to tell me what happened."

" well since you know everything, you should know this too, right?"

" I want you to tell me."

I scuffed. " you've barely talked to me since I've moved here-"

" because you're fucking a man you have no business messing with!"

" oh, I'm sorry," I snapped, standing out of the bed and rounding it so that we were facing eachother. " is it my vagina or is it yours?"

" it's mine!" He paused, furrowing his eyebrows before we both chuckled. " that came out wrong."

" clearly."

He motioned for me to sit on the edge of the bed and I did, so did he. " you're just my only child, my only daughter, my little girl- my princess. I want you to marry a doctor or a judge, hell, I'll even settle for you marrying a lawyer, but a street hustler?"

"but he's your second hand, the man you've practically raised since he was ten, and you know and love him. What's so wrong with that? And he's treated me like nothing less than a queen everyday!"

" really?" My father asked, glancing over at me in question.

" yes, really. Before I got here, every guy I'd ever dated was chosen by mom. She'd regulate dates and even kisses. Every guy was from an influential family and was used to getting whatever it was that they wanted, including me. After every date the guys would want to sleep with me, and when I said no-" I shivered, just remembering some of the angry encounters that I'd had with some over-priveleged, spoiled brats. " I just forgot that I was a human being there, and that I deserved love and respect, but Dryan reminded me of that. And sometimes I still forget, but he never takes advantage of that vulnerability, he just sticks by my side and loves me. That's more than I can say for anybody else."

" so you really love him?" He asked quietly.

" I really do, but I guess it doesn't matter anymore since we're no longer together."

" what happened, Symonee ?"

" he spent the night over here Saturday, then Sunday morning he said he had to leave, but I'm sure you know that already. You tried to keep him busy to keep him away from me. Well, your plan worked out perfectly, huh? "

" I'm sorry, i-"

I cut him off. " no you're not, this is what you wanted." I sighed. " he had to leave Sunday morning and I told him that if he left, we had to break up because it hurt too much. I didn't think he'd actually leave, but-" I broke down in tears, dropping my head in my lap. Just thinking about this was pushing me to the edge. " Dryan loves what he does, for whatever reason, and he loves you! He'd do anything for you."

My father rubbed my back for a few minutes until I got myself under control, but still, I wouldn't look up at him. " is that all that happened?"

" yeah, and afterward he just looked at me like I was a fucking stranger and- I just want to move on now. Just thinking about him is too much."

My father and I hugged for a while, until Pip came trotting into the room with Drayal crawling behind him.

" why's she on the bare floor?" I asked, going to pick her up.

"a lil germs never hurt nobody. When you were a baby i put you on the floor for two seconds so i could get my wallet out and you licked one of my sneakers before I could get to you."

" dad !" I screeched. " that's disgusting."

" what? You licked the floor a few times too, shit. It's normal."

I rolled my eyes. " nothing about that is normal."

"well you turned out aight, didn't you?" He asked. " well, aside from the fact that your eyes are huge-"

"they arent!" I screeched.

" - and the fact that you had a full set of teeth by the time you were six months old and didn't have hair until you were five. Aside from all that, you're completely normal."

" you're a freaking liar."

" how do you know? Have you ever seen any baby pictures of yourself?"
I paused for a moment, thinking. " well, no, but-"

"that's because you were so ugly we thought it was the right thing to do to not take pictures of you."

I was starting to think he was serious until he smiled, which made me smile too. That's what I missed, my relationship with him.

" I'm just fucking with you, Symonee. You were always beautiful. I just knew when you were born that you were going to have all the little boys chasing after you, just never thought you'd fall in love with somebody like me."

" well I'm sure my mother's parents never thought that she'd fall in love with someone like you either, but I guess opposites just attract. Besides that, I'm sure you're a beautiful person, you know, on the inside, your outside could use a little work."

He chuckled. " aight, get the fuck out. We'll take the rest of the week off work, okay? And then on Monday we'll start fresh."

" okay." I was leaving the room with Pip following behind me when a thought came to my mind. " and I should probably tell you that my daughters name isn't Cynthia."

" I know, I've been waiting on you to tell me. I can't believe you waited so long."

"how do you know everything ?"

" it's my job to know."

Just like Dryan.

Chapter Nine

 

When my father said that "we" would take the rest of the week off of work, I thought he just meant me and him. It was seven pm, I'd just finished bathing Drayal and myself and we were in the kitchen - me making pasta and her sitting on the floor banging two of her toys together- when the doorbell rang. I looked over at my father who looked up at me and he had the most guilty look on his face.

" dad," I said slowly. " what did you do?"

" huh?"

My eyes squinted. " what- did- you- do- old man?"

" woah, old man? I'm forty-one !"

"don't change the subject, old man! What did you do?"

He stood up as the doorbell rang again and before I could question him any further, he darted out of the room, laughing. " you'll see." He screamed back at me.

I rolled my eyes turning back to the stove. " Your grandpa is an idiot, right, Drayal?" She just stared up at me wide eyed and beautiful. " I'll take that as a yes."

A few seconds later I felt my body being spun around and hugged tightly by two slender arms. Looking down, I instantly recognized the mound of curly hair.

" who is your best fucking friend, bestfriend?"

I smiled, prying Alexus away from me. " you're a fucking idiot."

" the same idiot who's about to give you a heads up on what your father is planning?"

" oh, no, what is it?"

Alexus shrugged. "I'd tell you but he gave me two hundred dollars to keep these pretty lips of mine sealed."

" but you're my bestfriend, not his!"

" yeah, but, money talks. Give me three hundred dollars and I'll tell you."

" fucking con artist." I went back to my cooking. " whatever it is, I'm sure I can handle it."

"I wouldn't be so sure." She smacked her lips. " so, when were you going to tell me about you and Dryan?"

" seems like I didn't have to since you already know."

" I only know because your dad told me, which thank god, because you need some bestfriend time after that."

" I dont want to talk about it." I mumbled.

"your ass never does, but rest assured that I'm always going to be here when you want to talk."

" mmhmm. Let's talk about you and your dysfunctional ass relationship."

" there is no dysfunctional relationship over this way, honey. Tevin and I are just fine."

I chuckled to myself but didn't say anything. She and Tevin weren't just fine, she was cheating, he was cheating, and they were for some reason still together. She claimed his dick was too good to leave him, but if that was true then why was she cheating ? Dysfunctional.

My theory was that she loved him, but he wasn't really ready to commit, so instead of just leaving him, she stuck around. And to save face she cheated on him so that she didn't look weak.

Yupp, dysfunctional.

Somehow I let Alexus talk me into ordering chicken wings, and when my father came back from wherever he had slipped away to, he made me order two pizzas and a large pan of brownies as well. I complained, ofcourse, because I'd just cooked enough pasta to feed five and they weren't satisfied and because that was alot of food for three people, meaning that he had invited more than just Alexus over. I didn't put up a fuss, though, I just put away the food that I had cooked and ordered what they asked.

" forty- five dollars." I announced, but it didnt seem that anyone was listening. My father was feeding Drayal at the table and Alexus was sitting on the edge of the counter, egging my father on.

"- yeah, right, Mr.Tyrone. I could beat your ass any day. I mean, look at me, I'm young and I'm strong. You're-"

" If you say old-" My father gave her a pointed look, making her laugh.

" I wasn't going to say old, I was going to say seasoned or experienced."

" same damn thing, lil girl."

I sighed and left them to their dumb ass back and forth. I was on my way to let Pip back in the house - we put him outside after he decided to shit on my fathers bed, as usual- when the doorbell rang. I got a sick feeling in my stomach, not really wanting to know who else my father had invited to what I thought would be our bonding time. Don't get me wrong, I love Alexus, but my father had barely spoken to me in three years and we could use some alone time.
Sighing a second time, I let Pip back in the house