Chapter 16
The whole Christmas drama was over. Everyone was back to their normal activities. I prepared breakfast that December twenty-sixth morning. Fried eggs and toasted bread with milk.
I got Becky up with breakfast in bed. She slept with her previous dress on. Her kinky ebony hair was scattered around and her makeup had some effects on her bedsheet.
"Good morning Grandma" she winced at the sharp light penetrating her darkroom as I opened the curtain.
"It's me silly, get up I cooked breakfast fast" I tapped her.
"Holy motherfucker, hope this ain't poison" she mocked as she sat up on her bed.
"Let's find out" I tore a bit of the sandwich placing it in her mouth.
"Yummy, since when did you learn cooking?" She helped herself with more sandwiches.
"Well since I stole your sandwich recipe book last night" I rolled my eyes.
"Good thief," she said between mouthfuls.
"Hahahaha" I'd take that as a compliment.
"Fuck you" she kept eating hungrily.
"Guess you didn't eat dinner last night," I said.
"Well, I was waiting for you all night. The meal got cold" she rolled her eyes still eating hungrily.
"Am sorry"
"So breakfast in bed. Is this you trying to impress me or trying to woo me" she immediately grew cold.
"No, I just felt like cooking coupled with the fact that you haven't eaten since yesterday," I said picking my second sandwich.
"Thanks" she pressed my hands slightly.
I watch her eat up all 12 sandwiches by herself. She cared less of her scattered dress or ruined face. So peaceful, reasons I should never let her know we are in danger or worse her ex-boyfriend Jeremiah Stone is the leader of a secret group.
"I'd go help grandma mow her lawn" I attempted to leave.
"Aaron, don't go yet"
"Why?"
"I want you around" she fumed.
"Ok fine, what do you want" I sighed.
"I want you to stay around," she said.
"Doing what?" I fumed.
"First get me a cup of water before I die of thirst, you bad waiter. You brought food with no water!" She screamed happily.
"Fine, I'd go get your water" I walked out of her room down to the water dispenser.
She has already changed into her towels by the time I got back preparing for a bath
"Here you go" I handed her a glass.
"Thanks" she gulped quickly.
"Can I go now?" I asked.
"Ok, assuming you go now who is gonna wash my hair?" She asked combing her thick hair.
Becky's ebony hair is another wonder about her. Very long smooth and healthy. She keeps it clean at all times. One of the reasons I Even dated this junior back in high school.
"Becky please, grandma needs me" I cried.
"Ok fine, grandma Is your new bestie" she laughed pushing me out of the room. It was like a car pushing a bulldozer.
"See you later. Come to the garden when ya did"
Grandma was busy picking up small grasses. She wore some old worn-out clothes holding a Cutlass.
"Good morning Grandma" I greeted.
"Good morning my dear" she continued working.
I started the mower to work on the garden it took me about 30 minutes to finish the portions.
"That was fast. It would take me and this thing I call a child 2 hours to finish one portion" she pointed to Becky who was standing directly at my back ever since.
"Woah, Becky you scared me freak" I turned lifting her off the ground like a someday old baby.
Becky is so short. Like her head only reaches the second ABS. She wasn't smiling even when I lifted her off the ground.
"Becky wassup?" I asked as I dropped her down.
"Mummy is calling me a thing and you didn't help me wash my hair" she fumed.
You wouldn't blame a sixteen years old girl that is the only female of her parents. Spoilt.
"Am sorry, we are sorry" I replied.
"Allow her fume all she wants, she knows I love her"
"I hate you" she cried.
"I still love you" mama laughed.
We all settled to eat grandma's fruit salad. It was so tasty that I could see every tree as fruit salads.
"Kids, you know I will have to go back to Brazil for our festival that comes up...." She was cut short by Becky who completed it.
"........every twenty-sixth of December to the 2nd of January, there you have the house to your be a good girl bla bla bla" she teased.
"Reasons I call her useless" mama laughed.
"I don't care I know you love me" she danced waving her hands up.
"So we are gonna be alone? Let's go to my house and lock grandma's house" I insisted.
"Good idea. So according to her, I won't turn her house inside out" Becky replied.
Grandma agreed to the decision. She loaded more fruit salad into the big bowl and we ate together happily.
"Becky, go get the green apples from my room please" grandma beaconed.
"Ok ma" she ran upstairs.
I noticed all the green apples behind grandma's seat and that made me curious.
"Why did you send her in to get the green apples when they are right behind you?" I asked confused.
"Because I want to talk to you" she replied.
"About?"
"Have you asked Becky out yet?" She asked.
"No, am not ready" I replied.
"You don't need to be ready for love, just embrace it" she ended the discussion as Becky came back panting.
"I couldn't find the apples," she said breathing heavily. She must have been running.
"Sorry dear there were right behind me," grandma said.
"Hmmm, you wasted my energy" Becky fumed.
"Am sorry baby, kiss me" grandma positioned her face for a kiss as Becky kissed her
11 pm
Grandma was all set for her trip back to Brazil. She got huge bags which I don't know its content. My car boot was filled up the same with the top but it had enough space for us to fit in.
Long drive to the airport. Grandma kept taking pictures of the large buildings and sculptures she came across.
"Grandma, why are you snapping those pictures?" I asked.
"Well, I want to show my folks how nice America is" she replied.
"Ok"
"So granny, when you gonna come back?" Becky asked.
"Soon baby, don't miss me much" the old woman mocked the already sad Becky.
I watched grandma as she walked into the airport with her bags waving her goodbye as she moves hastily to catch her flight with Becky assisting her with the heavy bags.
My mobile phone rang. Tony was on the phone. I guess he finally got a lead on the bow
"Yo bro, remember that thug said Jeremiah Stone is one of their leaders?" Tony's voice sounded loud in my air pods but low outside.
"Yes, any new news?" I asked.
"Yeah, got a lot of news. Give me a minute imma keep threatening this dick"
The phone went dead.
The drive back home was tiring. The traffic was tight as fuck. Becky fell asleep, snoring quietly. Guess she didn't have enough sleep last night.
Maneuvering through the traffic I finally drove to my family house after locking up grandma's house thereby putting it under tight security.
"Are we home yet?" Becky asked as I pulled up on my driveway.
"Am our house" I parked the car in the garage.
"Ok, I need to sleep" she unlocked the door walking inside the house.
"Have a good rest ok" I moved to the fence watching the whole neighborhood.
Drake's God's plan, the ringing tone of my phone played as it vibrated signaling a call.
"Tony wassup?" I asked.
"Bro are you alone?" He asked.
"Yes am alone" I looked left and right to be pretty sure.
"So bro am done with this thug. Jeff gave home some injections that would make him forget things that happened in the past two days" he replied hastily.
"Cool, so any news?"
"The thug told wherever squad that attacked you guys were operating from but he never told us the actual headquarters From the way he spoke, he was saying the truth.
"So where are they operating from?" I asked anxiously.
"Bro, I think that they are operating from....."