I literally couldn't sleep last night with all the uproar coming from a night club next door. I really don't know how the government allowed them to build a night club in the middle of such a peaceful neighborhood. Ha who am I kidding, Shallow Avenue is about the loudest, most ruthless, and most bloodcurdling neighborhood that anyone could ever live in. Besides the cool parties that the deceitful teens throw which I'm not allowed to go to but still go to when my mum knocks herself out with a bottle of American Honey on our couch.

I have a lot to do today, my sisters in-laws-to-be are coming to visit us for the first time to talk about the wedding arrangements, yet here I am, still lying on my bed doing zilch but eavesdropping to the thoughts in my head.

I just got up from my bed observing my and how I left it when I catnapped last night. My washed out purple walls to the tap in my bathroom that constantly drips to the sound of my annoyance. I carefully tiptoe to my wardrobe after having a long tiring shower to change into one of my finest outfits. It's nothing much just an old sweatshirt with some mom-jeans that I wear literally all the time. It was a gift from my dad on my last birthday, btw I'm 16.

You would assume that as a child I grew up shopping for clothes and other worthless stuff with my mum. I didn't. My mum spent most of her time as a nurse getting half of what a doctor earns for doing all the work. This may sound cheesy but she never even came for any of my ballet recitals, or tuck me in at night before bed, or even make any of those tacky songs mums make for they're kids for no reason. And they wonder why I don't involve myself in anything.
As I walk towards my room door I stop at my mirror and decide to comb my hair. Coming from a Jamaican family my hair isn't really that obedient so I just got to do what I can to keep my Jet Black hair from becoming an immense savannah. After dusting hair off my caramel colored body at last I think I'm set to leave my room.

The minute I opened my door I felt the daylight pushing me back into my Dark Chambers. Walking through the corridors I can hear my kid brother impersonating Spiderman. He's twelve years old but he still acts like a tot. Passing his infantile bedroom I approach the dragons den. Yeah that room that gives you chills once it opens. My blood gets cold as to what I might open the door to. The Red coloured door doesn't help matters either, it's like you're walking into hell!

I had almost opened the door when someone beat me to it...

"Hey kiddo, how's it going sweetheart?" Immediately I see my dad's big brown eyes that I inherited.

"Why'd you always beat me to the door? I mean you're the one inside!"

"Let's just say your pops knows when his cool daughter comes around."

My dad has a way of knowing what I'm gonna do before I even think of doing it. I feel like we have a connection that when separated will cause a fatality. I mean the world would literally come to an end. I would end anyone who comes in between us...

"So how was the party yesterday, de party tun up?" My dad says still thinking that he's in Jamaica when clearly we are in America.

"No, 'cause I didn't have the muscle to start sneaking out, seeing as you guys would've never caught me!" I reply with pride.

"You know your good use of words makes it hard for me to get heated with you!"

"Well I'm not being forced to go to school for nothing. Any way don't mess with me or imma terminate you with my mouth!" I froze as my disrespectful smack talk made him humourless...

"Jeez! Have mercy on this yardman. Your mum always says you got your big mouth from me." He says as he plays with my hair.

I like when he's around, I always feel safe. Whenever he goes on a business trip is expedition I feel as if I've lost something. Like a part of me has disappeared. Inside of my body feel hollow. Whenever this happens I get really sick that even the doctors can't help me.

I look back at my dad and realize that he has zoned out for a moment as he's taken back to how the Watson family became so lost. He blames himself for what happened but he has no idea that it's completely my mum, Valerie Watsons fault...

~

("Don't worry once the day comes I'll get rid of him, just have patience!"

"I really can't wait till we take over all of them. I mean they're all so pathetic especially that mortal Maleek, a stranger is in his bedroom but he's somewhere else with those creatures he calls children!"

"So I'm a stranger now!"

"You know that's not what I meant."

"Hope so, I can't wait to drop him in hell!"

"Stop raising your voice! You have to go now before someone comes in here."

"Fine, I'll be back though...")

~

I'm heading downstairs now and I can already smell the tang coming from the kitchen. The arome reminds me of when I used to play inthe warmth with my friend Lorenzo. My mother would always cook us up her mouthwatering chicken recipe when we got tired of endless fooling around. It was always peppery for Lorenzo, all the time, he would run into our house gasping for air searching for water which always gave the chance to steal his portion of food. I miss the time when she actually cared for me.

As usual, my sister is cuddled up on our couch watching movies with a packet of sweets to accompany her. Under the spotlight of the curtains, I struggle to see her Magenta mini-dress. Huh? I should really wear my glasses. The light is making her dress glitter making tiny white dots on the creams coloured walls of our sitting room. I think I can also see her wearing a jean jacket that we bought on out last trip to London. I mean I really can't tell, my eyes are aching from squinting too much.

"You know Amber? I don't think a wife-to- be is meant to be watching Netflix at a time like this" I say akwardly laughing, trying to steal one of the gummy worms beside her. Almost got it!!!

"Excuse you? I'm still the same, and you know how I get with 'Raising Dion'" She replies while smacking my hand and taking back the gummy worms. Ugh I should have eaten it when I had the chance. And if you may ask, yes. I'm hitting myself in the head.

"I just don't want there to be any drama when the visitors come. You know how it gets when mum and dad are around each other. Mum will bring up the abandonment then dad will try to defend himself...."

"And it will all end with mum saying something ruthless and everywhere turning purple?!"

"Yeah, I always wonder why purple smoke appears out of nowhere when they fight?! And they always act like nothing happened! Anyway you know your parents too well. I'm just wondering when its gonna stop!" She sits up.

"You know, with me getting married and all, I just don't want to leave you with that burden having to bear with it all the time." She says rolling her manicured fingers through her long black braided hair as her flawless melanin skin gets tensed.

"Amber..."

"And then there's Sanchez! I mean who's gonna drive him to school everyday!"

"Amber just...."

"Crap! What about grandpops and grams, you know I'm the only one who remembers their pills!" She says literally wanting to tear her big hoop earrings.

"Amber! Slow down, you're gonna give your self a heart attack! Jeez! Have you forgotten our motto?" I ask, while she regains herself.

"Always make sure Sanchez pees before bed!" She replies hilariously.

"No! Wait, yes but not that. I meant 'Side by side or mile apart we always sisters by the heart.'"

"Oh yeah, you still remember that cheesy slogan?!" She said, making me regret that I had just said that. I feel Hella stupid right now.

"Okay just forget that slogan thing! I, meant to say that we're the Watson sisters. Even when you're gone I'll still know what to do because you taught me everything you know!"

"You know, you're right. What would I ever do without you Makayla?"

"Probably think about buying me a lollipop or two for a change!? I can never get some descent sugar around here!"

"Makayla, you're old enough for a job you know? But yes I'll buy you some sweets when I get the chance."

"Ha, I'm gonna miss you when you're gone." I say burying myself in her arms.

"Are you gonna miss me or the sweets?"

"Uh both?" I say already salivating at the thought of new sweets while feeling guilty for choosing the sugary goodness over her in my head.

"Oh Makayla. Poor Makayla. POOR Makayla..." Amber shouts repeatedly to my frustration.

"Okay, I get it." I mumble with a plain face.

"Why don't we go set up the tables for the big dinner tonight?" Amber says wearily after a long season of a Netflix series.

I don't have a choice so I say...

"Yeah okay."

~

(Valerie it's getting too dangerous now I don't think you should come with me."

"Then what, you think I'm gonna stay here with these fools? That's not gonna happen. I'm going to come with you, and you know I always have my way."

"What you're doing is risky! It's just a matter of time till you can do what you want. Then we'll have power over them together."

"You know I'm very stubborn. I'm...still... coming."

"Fine whatever but someone is bound to find out!"

"Shut Up and let's go Honey!"

I'm recording.....)

~

Amber and I start walking to the dining table when some group of people burst through our doors.

"Hey my sweetheart, as soon as I heard the news I came straight here!" My Aunt Esther cried as she ran over here. She is my mum's only sister and only sibling.

Aunt Esther and my mum are basically best friends, but surprisingly, she nothing like my mum. Aunty Esther lives wearing big earrings, and baggy outfits that are so in vogue. Don't forget her braids that are forever good looking. My mum, on the other hand, likes wearing dresses ( that are meant to be worn by animals!) that are not worn by sophisticated people. I tried to say it nicely but I still think it sounded way harsh.

"Hey Aunt thanks for coming, I didn't even know you were gonna be here!"
Amber says hugging Aunt Esther with a warm smile.

"Well when your sisters your mother, the whole neighborhood bound to know." She replies, trying to put her Gucci purse down on the table.

"How's the hip going?" I ask her in curiosity. We sort of had a dance battle some weeks back and ever since she has been a mess!

"It's doing fine, besides you know I can't stop busting down my moves!" She replies doing a dance step I haven't even seen before.

"Anyway you guys should get back to what you were doing before your mum comes to rip your heads off!" Aunt Esther says as she scurries off into the kitchen to meet my mum.

"You know it would be so cool if she was our mum. I mean she's so care free, and I'm so care free. We could be care free together." I verbalise persuasively to Amber as we set the tables.

"It would never happen. You know that right?" Amber replies, as she bursts my bubble.

I just reply to her with a cold look.

We finally finished setting the chairs so I'm planning my escape to the kitchen. I really need a glimpse of how the foods gonna be you know. Let's just say I'm 'tasting' it. Finally Amber gets distracted with a phone call, so I get up from sitting on the marble floor and start backing away real slow, when everywhere becomes, pitch Black...

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