Chapter 16

"Excuse me" I said sliding the answer button. "Yes Mr Carter" I said with a sweet voice. "Yes I'll call you Nail if you insist Unfortunately Saturday I am busy I can't. Well Friday is tomorrow. Yes dinner would be good. Okay then see you at the restaurant." I said ending the phone with a smile. "We are going" Josiah said standing up clenching his jaw as he looked at me his previous face expression gone. Did that trigger him. Did that hurt him. Did he even care enough to feel such emotions. A blank look was sent in his way as he took strokes leaving me behind trying to collect my things. Well he could act as arrogant as he could at the end of the day our paths weren't going to meet neither were they going to cross. Josiah I was disturbed I was annoyed The real question about it all was why I gave so much damn about it. My hand was itching to call Samson and find the information or even location of where she was this evening. This Friday evening. With Naill Carter. And the only thing I could do to ease my anxiety was to take shots of that vodka bottle that had been laying untouched for so long. Nayra~~ A doorbell at one in the morning was not how I planned to end my already spoilt Friday. Rubbing my eyes in my see through tanktop and thin cotton shorts I peeped through the see hole in the door and almost jumped six feet away from the door. My heart started beating like I was in override mode. I opened the door and thanked the Lord that he didn't come crashing on me. "Oh my God Josiah what are you doing here" I said worriedly at his state. Did he drive in this state. How did he even get my address. The man wrecked of alcohol as he stumbled in my home with and what confirmed it was when I saw him holding an empty bottle of vodka. Did he drink all that shit on his own because if he did death was definetly going to welcome him when open hands. He was still in his work clothes which meant that he had been drinking earlier than what my calculations were telling me because left work before I left there. Goodness what was wrong with him "How am I even going to fucking drag you from here" I said getting frustrated that he was this heavy and that my baby would wake up if we make any noise. For some good luck reason I managed to lay him on the couch brought an extra blanket and pillow from my room and saved all the scolding and angering from the next morning. After I properly tucked him in I made sure he was comfortable enough on the couch then darted back to my bed after properly locking down. I needed sleep. My alarm didn't ring but that didnt mean that I didnt wake up like a mad woman. it was Saturday and family gathering was going to start in less than five hours which meant I had to go three hours before to help. That meant I had only two hours to get me and Ansel ready. I did all those calculations in my head after I checked the time on my phone and as much as I would have loved to ditch it and do something else I knew I would never hear the end of it. Opening the door wondering why Ansel wasn't in my bed or tugging my bed sheets trying to wake me up I heard laughing sounds coming from the sitting room and my mommy protective mode was switched on. "How dare are you!" I said shouting before a glare and daring look was shot in my way from none other than my mother. What was she doing here. What was my brother doing here Why was she making a conversation with a person who was suppose to be having a hung over. "Oh shit" I said under my breath and flashed a big grin towards them that made both my face and cheeks hurt. Oh Josiah I was definetly going to murder you. "Say what young lady?" My mom said looking at me the daring look still there with my brother trying to his his humor and a triumph smiling Lucas. I was going to kill those two after I was done dealing with my mother. "Umm... Nothing ma just about to grab some water and head back to the bathroom" I said scratching the back of my head looking elsewhere apart from my mother's face. What were they doing her this early in the first place. Deciding to ask them later I went ahead to look for what I needed. "Good" she said turning to continue whatever they were doing or talking about with the two grown men and my child. Gritting my teeth for my mother's actions without even asking why a stranger was in my house I stomped my foot heading to the bathroom after drowning a cup of water. The whole time I spent it on angry scrubbing complaining while brushing and angry dressing. What on earth were they doing here anyways at these unholy hours of the day. Yes I was not a morning person. I took a long breath in and out before turning the door knob heading to where they all gathered with plates full of breakfast in front of them. If only it wasn't my mother who was on the stove I was ready to shout at whoever dared to open those cupboards disarranging my things. "Well its nice of you to join us for breakfast now if you dont mind I will be going with Ansel" she said switching off the stove and taking cy things along with her. And before I could ask her why she was here my brother decided to interrupt making me look at him.