Chapter 1 - Wine & Some Henny
I stood behind… Burying my mother wasn’t the easiest thing in the world to do. I watched from a far next to a tree while everyone else stood and watched them bury her.
My relationship with mom wasn’t perfect. We fought a lot, physically and verbally. It got to a point where she kicked me out the day after I turned 18. And I had to start from the bottom. Shit, I went from an old apartment and a rusty old car to a mansion and two expensive ass foreign cars. I finished college and now I own a fashion company. That wasn’t what got me here though, my birth father left me his whole will when he died and it was crazy because I didn’t know him but the lady who gave me the will told me I was the only family he had left. I felt so terrible about it all and I was already in a horrible place. But then I read the check, it turns out that 35 million dollars is a big ass fucking exception. I paid off college, started my business, and still had cash left over. I was living so good that I forgot to thank my wicked mother for kicking me out.
I was the youngest of the family. There was only three of us though, me and my two older brothers Nathan and Keeis. I lost touch with them when I left as well because that was when their true colors started to show. They watched me struggle walking out that door with a whole bunch of bags. They knew what I was going through and not one of them even called me to check if I was still alive. I did so much for them when we were younger too, I purposely took the blame for every little stunt they pulled just so they wouldn’t get in trouble. I always went by myself to Nathan’s football games and to Keeis’s little basketball games. Then one time, when he broke his ankle, I was the one who catered to him, not mom. But now, the only time that I needed them the most, they didn’t show, not once.
They were here front and center at moms burial though. I didn’t stand up there with them though because I didn’t have the guts too.
It came time for them to put her down. My aunt Hilary was hysterical asking god why. My tears stood at the brink of my eyes but they wouldn’t fall.
After everyone put their white roses down some people started to leave. Nobody saw me though. I didn’t want them too, especially not Hilary. My mom always told her she was a nutcase.
Nathan and Keeis stood there with there heads bowed over mom. I said a silent prayer and all of my memories flashed back through my head. All the times she slapped me and called me names. I noticed that through all of that, she hated me so much she never told me she loved me.
My heart started to hurt… Worse then the other times. I wanted to just let it all out and burst into tears but I couldn’t.
I watched as Nathan rubbed Keeis’s back and they both turned around to walk away. Keeis looked around for a second and sighed. He took a glance at me but didn’t really notice it was me until he took a second look.
"Charlie ?" He called me by my middle name as always.
I didn’t even give him a chance to process the fact that I was standing right there. Nathan was just turning around too so I ran back to my car as fast as I could in 6 inch red bottoms.
"Charlie !!" I could hear Nathan and Keeis faintly yell from a far. It’s been 5 years since I last seen them and that was the day my mother kicked me out.
I hopped in my all white BMW and put the keys in to start it. From my rear view window I could see Keeis and Nathan running up to the car. I didn’t have anything to say to them. Anything they would have to say to me would go in through one ear and out the other. It was just pathetic, and the last fucking thing I wanted to hear right now was ‘I’m sorry’
"Charlie ! Wait ! Please !" Nathan caught up to my window.
"I waited 5 years" I shook my head and sped off to the exit of the cemetery.
I think… Well no, I know that out of me, my mom, my birth dad, and my older brothers, I was the most hurt and betrayed one. I never showed it though, I’m a strong ass female. I keep things in because I don’t trust anybody anymore.
I drove home in the unexpected rain. I wanted to go shopping before the mall closed at 10 since it was a Tuesday. Guess that would have to wait then.
I parked my car in the garage and came upstairs to pour myself a glass of wine to watch the rain pour like I always did when I was upset or scared. I knew tonight was gonna be a long night.
"Just let it go" Our cousin Samantha tried to console us while we stood in the cemetery under the rain.
"Let it go ? Sam, Charlie is our sister. We haven’t made any sort of contact in 5 years"
"He’s right. Charlie did everything for us growing up and the moment when she needed us the most, we didn’t show" Nathaniel added.
"Yeah, when mom told me aunt Maria finally kicked her out I wasn’t surprised. I felt bad though, she was the outsider of your family and she tried so hard to fit in. She had a different father then you two, that’s probably why your mother treated her so different"
"The worst part is, we knew what was going on but we didn’t stop it" Nathan buried his head into his hands.
"I’m going to go find her" I shook my head and stood up.
"How ? Your cars in the shop Keeis." Sam said.
"Right" I sucked my teeth forgetting about dropping it off yesterday.
"I’m gonna go to the mass back at your moms place. You can ride with me if you want" She offered.
"Nah, I’m not going to that. Too much family drama. Look, ima holla at y’all" I shook my head and stood up.
"Where you going ?" Nathan asked.
"Im hungry. I’m gonna go buy a burger and see if I can hitch a ride later."
"Yeah, and I’m tired. I’m gonna go too, I got training tomorrow." Nathan hugged Sam and then came to me so we could slap hands.
"Take care of yourself Keeis" Sam kissed my cheek and left as well.
"Alright" I waved them off and walked out the cemetery gate exit to cross the street into a diner.
I walked in and sat down nearly soaked. I didn’t even get a chance to breathe yet and already this waitress on skates rolled her way over to me.
"Welcome to Diana’s Diner. Can I start you off with something to drink ?"
"A beer" I said pulling out a menu from the holster.
"Sure, I’ll be right back" She smiled and rolled away. She looked like a Victorias Secret model compared to all the other old hags in here. Shit, we in San Diego, what is a girl like her doing working in a place like this ? It’s a little to late for her to be starting from the bottom.
My phone started ringing, snapping me out of my thoughts and I pulled it out of my pocket. Chris’s face flashed across the screen and I answered.
"Where you at son ?" His doofy ass asked.
"I’m at some random diner. Come get me nigga"
"Aiight, Text me the address" He said before hanging up and right after, I texted him the address from the cover of the menu that was sitting in the holster.
Even though he was one of my closest homies, I didn’t tell him about my mother dying of a heart attack. The last thing I wanted was for them to feel sorry for me. All I wanted was to just carry on with my life like nothing ever happened and smoke a nice fat blunt.
"Sir" The waitress came back around.
"I’m not gonna order. I’m not really hungry anymore" I took a drag of my beer.
"Oh okay. Then I’ll be back with your bill" She said and I looked closely at her name tag.
"Diana ? You own this place or its just coincidentally has the same name as you ?" I chuckled taking another drag of my beer.
"Yes I do own it" She took a seat and crossed her legs.
"Then what are you doing serving tables ?" I asked curiously.
"You ask to much questions" She giggled and stood up.
Right on cue, I heard a car horn honk from outside and I turned to see Big Pats SUV in the parking lot and Chris rolled down the window just enough to show the skull tattoo on the back of his palm so I knew it was him. He was trying to avoid screaming girls and paparazzi. I signaled for the one of the waitresses to come over to me and some red head in her late 50’s approached me.
"Here, give this to Diana" I reached into my pocket and pulled out a 10 even though a beer cost like $3.
"Sure thing sugar" The cougar winked at me and I almost started cracking up.
"Thanks ma’am" I nodded and headed out to the parking lot to hurry into the car.
"What you doing all the way down here ?" Chris asked.
"It’s a long story. But I need you to do me a huge favor." I panted and took out my phone to check my notes.
"Nigga, what’s good with you ? You all outta breath and shit like you running from somebody" He waved me off.
"Yo, Pat. Drive us to Mercer Lane" I instructed reading Charlie’s address.
"The fuck we going to Mercer for nigga ?"
" I gotta go see my sister chill out bro"
"Yeah dumbass, who else ? She’s the only one I have"
"What’s up with you ? You aiight bro ?" Pat asked from upfront.
"Yeah man, I’m straight. Just take me there, now" I shoved my phone back into my pocket and Pat sped off.
After about 45 minutes, we approached Mercer Lane. It was a behind a huge gate and Big Pat got connects all over so they let him in. But the place was like a huge circle around a lake with big mansions surrounding it.
I spotted house number 34 and told Big Pat to pull over. I knew it was Charlie’s house because her bushes of white and yellow roses. She used to plant them all over the backyard when we were kids.
"I never met Charlie. Chris stared at the house.
"Yea well, I haven’t spoken to her in 5 years"
"I know" I said and got out the car.
"I gotta piss. I’m sure she won’t mind if Chris Brown pisses in her toilet"
"Your such a douche" I laughed and we both ran up to the front door in the rain. I rang the bell.
Surprisingly, my doorbell rang. It’s only been an hour and I swear to god if its one of my relatives that’s stalked me down to drag me to the mass back at moms house, I’m gonna lose it.
Wine wasn’t cutting it, so I poured myself a stronger drink and swallowed it down. Then I refilled it with some Henny and walked over to the door.
"Charlie-" Keeis started and I tried to close the door but he stuck his foot through it and forced his way through.
"What the fuck are you doing ?!" I stumbled back a little tipsy.
"Bro, this is your little sis ?" I turned over to see Chris Brown in the flesh standing on my doorstep.
"And why the fuck is Chris Brown here ?!" I rolled my eyes and gulped down my drink.
"Charlie since when do you drink ?"
"Since I became legal, you dick"
"Why ?" Keeis turned to look at me.
"Why ? Really ? You’re really gonna ask me why I drink Keeis ?"
"You always said alcohol was nasty"
"It reliefs pain, It takes your mind off of things" I slurred.
"Charlie, your drunk. You don’t have to be like this, let me help you" I walked over and tried to take the glass from her gently but she pushed me back.
"Help me ?! No, fuck you Keeis ! You wanna help me now ? Why now ? After everything I’ve been through ! You know, last Christmas I spent it by myself In the fucking emergency room you bastard !" She screamed in tears and through the glass at me but I ducked and It smashed into the wall. Chris ran to hold her back.
"Charlie calm down" I said nearly out of breath.
"Let go of me ! Fuck you Keeis ! I fucking hate you !" She screamed and every word from that sentence just shot into me like sharp bullets.
Everything went silent and I could see it in her drunk eyes, that she meant it.
"Keeis, I don’t think she should stay here alone. Go pack her a bag"
"Let go of me you prick ! I’m not going anywhere" She struggled trying to release herself.
"Either you come with us, or I’ll call Big Pat in and things with get ugly Charlie. Be smart" I sighed.
“Fine !” She gave up and Chris walked her to the car and I jogged up the stairs.
I wondered how she got all this money. I mean, the house, job, payment for college, the car, everything. I mean, Nathan is in the NFL and I own a music studio and I make the beats for other people’s songs. That’s how me and Chris met. But as for Charlie, it’s like all this shit came out of nowhere, like she just won the lottery or something.
I walked around until I got to the master bedroom. Then I searched through her clothes and picked out like 3 outfits and underwear. Then I walked over to the closet which was basically another fucking room and picked out 3 pairs of Jordan’s to match each color of each shirt from the 3 outfits. I found an empty Gucci duffle and threw the clothes inside along with some lotion, perfume, her lip glosses, deodorant, and other bullshit that I found on her dresser. I thought that would be enough so I just grabbed her charger, keys, shoved them into the bag, zipped it up and jogged back downstairs after turning off the lights.
I picked her phone off the kitchen counter and walked out spending about a damn hour on the door trying every key to lock it because she has like 10 keys on one chain.
“Let’s go” I hopped in the car next to Charlie who was fast asleep.
"Chris, didn’t you have to piss nigga ?" I asked remembering.
"Fuck it, I’ll hold it until I get home"
Keeis is fucking lucky that he’s like a brother to me because for him to leave me with his little sister is outta line. He has to go pick up his car tomorrow so I guess I could understand. After Pat dropped him off at home, I had to drop Pat off at his house and then drive home with Charlie. I was only doing this for Keeis because he’s one of my best friends, I don’t even know the girl and I’m letting her sleep in my house.
It was already almost 10 so I parked in the garage to avoid being seen by any annoying paparazzi. I turned off the car and took her duffle that Keeis left in the passenger seat and tossed it over my shoulder. Then I picked her up and put her over my other shoulder to carry her inside.
I put her in the nearest guest room which was the one right next to my room. Then I set the duffle right next to her on the bed and I pulled the trash can out of the bathroom and set it beside the bed incase she woke up to throw up.
I felt like my job was done so I went to my bathroom and took what felt like the longest piss ever. Then I got undressed and went to bed. Shit I was tired and I had nothing better to do anyways.
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One thing I hate, is being woken out of a deep sleep, in the middle of the damn night. It was 3 in the fucking morning and I woke up to the sound of Keeis’s little sis crying. It annoyed the living shit out of me but I got up, put some sweatpants on and went see what the fuck was going on.
"Yo Charlie" I knocked on the door but got no response. She was probably on the balcony and couldn’t here me at the door so I walked inside.
I was right, she wasn’t in the room she was on the balcony so I went to go open the door. She was curled up on the floor with her head on her knees.
"Charlie" I lightly tapped her shoulder and she lifted her head up but didn’t look at me.
"Leave me alone. I don’t even wanna be here" She sobbed.
"You have no choice. Keeis wasn’t gonna let you drown yourself in alcohol"
"Who the fuck are you to talk ? Your Chris Brown, you drink every day"
"You don’t know what I go through so chill the fuck out. Because your lucky I’m being nice enough to help you out" I scolded and she stood shut.
"What happened last Christmas ?" I pulled a chair and sat down wondering what this girls story was.
"I got drunk" She wiped her face.
"I was lonely. The Coconut Ciroc, Patron, and 1800 helped with that"
"Keeis or Nathan didn’t show up at the hospital ?"
"Nope" Her voice cracked a little.
"What about now ? You got drunk. What was all that about ?"
"I just watched my mother get buried" She answered and I sat up in my chair. Keeis’s mom died ?
"I’m uhh… I’m sorry for your lost" I said still confused on why Keeis didn’t tell me.
"You mean Keeis’s lost ? That women hardly meant anything to me"
"It’s true. The relationship me and her had was catastrophic, disastrous, full of hatred… Ive convinced myself to think she resented me the second my father left her in the hospital the day I was born. My father was a deadbeat too, he never called or came to see me and he died a while ago. It’s a shame I never met him. But everything on his bloody will was left to me and I didn’t want it… He left me a note telling me to keep it though, he explained why he committed suicide, why he left my mother, and why he never came to see me" She sniffed. I felt so bad for her, she seemed lost.
"What happened between you and your brothers ?"
"My mom kicked me out when I was 18. After that, I never heard from Keeis and Nathaniel ever again"
"No phone calls, no type of visits, you didn’t see them in the streets of nothing ?"
"The only time I saw Nathan was when I watched his games on tv"
"There’s probably an explanation to why they didn’t contact you"
"Like what ? It’s been 5 years. There’s no explanation for that !" She turned to look at me and I could see all the hurt in her eyes, it was real.
"I’m sorry. Come here" I opened my arms.
"But you need one. Come" I wiggled my hands and she slowly came to hug me.
"Sit" I patted my lap and she looked at me like I was crazy.
"It’s okay" I laughed and she cautiously sat down and I gently put her head on my chest.
She sorta melted into my arms and It felt good. It felt real
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