Chapter 68: Tripping out to LA!

Tripping out to LA!

We got to the hospital as we checked in, we got the prescribed drugs and we decided to drive her home. As soon as we arrived, i got a text from Yeesha, stating that I should be at the airport instead at 6pm! We got to to her house as well pulled over I helped her out of the door, I followed to the door where she refrain

  "Don't worry, I can make it further. Thanks for everything, I don't know what I'd have done without you around..." She began them I interrupted

  "......I still hate you! I've got a flight to catch up with in minutes so I have to go" I turned to leave as she called again

  "Jordan ?.....Thank you again!" She leaned over and kissed me swiftly then I smiled walking away numbly. I froze due for the instant confusion I indulged in. I entered the car without turning back to her direction. Larry started the engine as well then we drove off.

I had about an hour to leave for the flight, mother and Yeesha were out for a little shopping which we agreed to see at the airport. I took a warm shower from all the runaways and ups and downs, I was sore and tired to the extent that I felt like sleeping on the bed instead then I realized my hoodie was with her. I wondered how we got fonder in few minutes regardless and I just couldn't explain the feelings either. I got dressed in a baggy trouser and round neck shirt, a cuban links and a white sneakers Nike. I took my cell phone with me as I walked out after Dressed up the weft. 5pm on the dot I was dressed already . I went downstairs then I met Bella whom I hugged lightly before leaving finally.

We drove to the airport there i whole family.

I thought of apologizing which seemed like a better idea to me. 

  "Mama. Dada! I'm really sorry about , the pain I caused you and uh....just everything yeah." I stopped. I was nervous 

  "Let's go catch our flight!" Mother coasters

  "Didn't I ground you, Kareem? Anyway, I'll see you soon enough. He kissed his wife first

  "I'll miss you babe! Look Out for them. Don't let no one give you trouble, call me if you can not handle just anything ok?" He said then he turned Yeesha and gave a hug 

  "Behave well, big guy. Tale care of your women. Love y'all!" Father said before hugging me finally as he left. We got to the plane getting ready to take off as required by the pilot. We sat in the first and before i could feel anything better, I began to  Doze off. I gulped a glass Of cranberry before sleeping off totally.

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In Los Angeles,

We got the five star hotel room, we all had a room to ourselves in the VIP section, we were treated like kings, everything to our disposal, i felt better but it wasn't new to me. This life has been a life that I've lived from the moment mother wrapped me in her arms, I could know no better.

We ate as expected while mother left for some arrangements concerning the shoot.

Yeesha came into my room abruptly, good thing I wasn't naked, I was only trying to wear my shirt.

  "Working out for someone?" She teased sitting on the couch gently with her phone on her right hand.

  "You could at least knock!" I cautioned Almost angrily.

  "Chill Kareem, it doesn't matter at all We're siblings. So I could badge in whenever I like." She said regardless. This girl cannot see how important this is, she took it so lightly.bi sat beside her with a glass of juice

  "Why are you here? Can you leave already? I need to rest--- maximum. I haven't had a good sleep for days now and this is the only time i have left so get your ass out!" Scolded her

  "Kareem. You're my brother not some rude guy." She added. "Besides there's this girl about your age coming for the shoot and you're likely to shoot with her!" She said

I began to wonder, I really hate things attached to girls, they just drool over you and get you uncomfortable. 

  "Why are you telling me this? A shoot remains a shoot nothing more to that!" I asked with a squeeze on my face

  "She's hot and sexy, Kareem!" She quirked She showed me the girls' instagram pictures, quite hot as she said. "You like her right?"

  "Get lost!" I said. The girl was quite beautiful indeed and hot and sexy. A call from my friends that interrupted, I swiped then answered "Guys! I just landed! What's up y'all?"

  "We good!" Jeff answered normally while Lamar asked  question instead.

  "What were you doing with my girl? I saw y'all hopping into your car, don't deny it!"

  "I did! She was cold and shivering. She had this goosebumps so I tried to keep her warm with my hoodie." I tried to explain calmly while he flared

  "Don't give me that, Kareem. You're such a snitch you know that!"

  "Hey? Don't talk to me like that Lamar." I warned Lamar

  "Can y'all be matured for once? Over a girl, really?" Jeff scolded

Lamar concluded that I was back biting when I'm simply not, he think I'm trying to take Pixie away from him. Pixie and I are just not stable or compatible people, I'm trying to be nicer and she's trying to love me I guess or keep up with my rudeness regardless. I couldn't take his message so.I hung up to have a peaceful sleep. I cuddled up under the white sheets because everything sucks right now.

The next morning,

A knock on the door woke me up instantly

  "Mr Khaleefa. Room services!" A girl screamed behind the door

  "Come in!" I authorized sitting up and stretching. She walked in with an assorted breakfast. Quite beautiful and young and maybe older than me with just five years. I jumped down the bed shirtless with a black short. She stared at me like she was in a trance, she was lust as well. I guess my physique drove her insane, I was just growing; then imagined if she had seen my Dad then she'd fall instantly. Then I snapped my fingers

  "Yes! Thanks a lot. Can I help you?" I asked

  "N...No not at all! Do you need anything, sir?" She asked

  "Would you like to give me something special?" I said teasing her yet standing in front of her. She nodded negatively, i turned away as mother walked in abruptly. We stood quietly and suspiciously, then mother asked

  "Is there a problem, lady?" Mother suspected that I might have a hand in whatsoever she was thinking went wrong.

  "No ma'am! I served his breakfast and..." She stuttered

  "Just get out!" Mother instructed her and she walked out briskly. Mother came forth sitting on the couch in a honey brown shape wear and thin strapped heels, this time her hair was a long straight ponytail and a smoky make over. She stood up to serve herself a glass of wine then sat back.

  "Morning Mama! Did you sleep well?" I asked sitting on the edge of the bed Looking towards her direction innocently.

  "Put on a shirt. You are my son not my husband!" She firmly instructed, I smiled. I did as I was told then I sat back concentrating on breakfast, I began eating.

  "Why did you take my car, Kareem? You should have asked Larry to drive you to wherever it is that you were headed.

  "I just had a run schedules a bit snappy." I said simply 

  "That is not excusable, Kareem. I just wonder how many more trouble you're going to get yourself into, I just wonder." She said then sipped on her wine, her finely decorated nails intrigued me because it had some crystals like stones on it.

  "I know Mama and I'm truly sorry. I'm mostly concerned over you and Dada. I don't want you both worrying over me..." 

Mother laughed sarcastically and said

  "The day we decided to keep you, you let you grow bigger was the day you became our responsibility. You're our responsibility and nothing on earth is. The next time you decide to mess us up again, you'd be sent to a boarding school in Senegal." She said

My eyes widened in surprise, why would she suggest such a thing like that and I was pretty sure that Father would consent her decisions, he loves her and everything she says. 

  "Mom, it hasn't gotten to that. I promise you that i wouldn't have you take my responsibilities, I would. Can you tell father that I've been a jerk and I'm ready to start all over?" I asked hoping she'd assist me in pleading.

  "You just said you'd take responsibility for your actions, your words not mine. You'd apologize to him yourself....." She stood up "Wash off that sticky gummy off your skin. Did you take your skincare routine...." She began

  "Yes mother. Belle packed it nicely!" I said

  "A'ight. Get ready before 9am, they'll be here any minute." She said with a faint smile

  "Yes mother!" I smiled failure too.

She walked out of my room within a blink, definitely to see Yeesha.

I ate my food as expected leaving a multiple crumbs. I showered immediately as agreed, one minute of lateness could implicate me, if really want to impress my parents, promptness should come first. I wanted to wear something exotic and eye catching but then I remembered that there was no need to do extra, a nice round neck white shirt and a white short that had Louis Vuitton prints could do the work for me. My shoes and socks would go black and white respectively while my hair was neatly tangled in fine curls and my jewelry including a diamond earring I hoped and wished my mother wouldn't see, she insisted that until i was eighteen years of age. Yeesha stomped in while I was spraying a cologne father gifted me with last three weeks, she looked gorgeous and beautiful in a vintage golden gown and a pair of Chanel heels. Her hair was wrapped into a middle bun that had some decors on it, she looked perfect but I wouldn't say it to her to make her feel too special, I know my sister very much. I noticed she was engaging in a live video. In as much as i tried to escape her persuasion, she insisted. I had no choice than to say hi to her anonymous fans, internet freak.

  "You look like a nun, Hazel!" I teased

  "Have you ever seen a vintage nun?!" She added as well chuckled. "I really can't wait to explore LA and the photography itself. My fans are more than ready to see my Fly, Kareem!" She proudly added

  "And that seems exciting? Oh please! What fans? Who would waste a precious time going through your pack of videos? That's sick!" I countered

  "That's what you think? You're rude as hell, no one would love ass like you! How could you say a thing like that to me, J!" She looked slightly disappointed 

  "That's the truth. Y'all hate to see one!" I smirked staring at my reflection with a ole of admiration. "Too handsome...Kareem!" I honored myself

  "You just got lucky to come through mom and dad, coz I wonder how terrible you'd have been with luxury. You barely lift a spoon or take a proper shower with tap!" She blasted

  "I agree! I hate to suffer and good enough I am what I am, the billionaires' son!" I reminded sarcastically

  "The billionaire we're both talking about is also my father, so tell that to the moon J!" She reminded

  "Whatever! Can we go now?" I said regardless

  "Why not! Trying hard to impress mother is lame..." She teased walking ahead

  "Just shut the hell up, its none of your business." I was a bit pissed that she knew my plans

  "But that's the truth. You're always late for every thing and occasion except your bloody parties..." She said rightfully

  "Yeesha! Get yourself a life instead of being a nosy social media freak! That's not a job!" I said to make her back off or even get angry

  "Whatever Kareem. I don't have to sleep in the cell for a hour." She fired back

  "It was fun!" I blurted  out knowing it was really wrong, nothing was fun to me "Let's just go without you asking a question. Thanks!" I reminded then she smiled. We walked to out the room, we entered the elevator to the ground floor to meet mother who was waiting and also talking to some associates, it seemed somehow serious and still faint.

Mother turned to us immediately

  "C'mon kids!" She beckoned as we went closer "This is Jonas, He's a designer, y'all would do Justice to his newly made designs." Mother said. Jonas smiled at us as we smiled back

  "Yes guys! Can we head to the studio?!" He inquired "Sorry for the inconvenience, it would be made snappy as possible."

  "Why not!" Yeesha exclaimed in excitement

  "No choice!" I said underneath my breath. I didn't know my mothers' eyes were fixated on me. She leaned next to me and said

  "I heard you boy, you'd do this with your heart in it, cleared?" She demanded

  "Yes mother!" I answered coldly 

We entered a limousine driving to the studio. As soon as we hopped down from the limo walking majestically into the studio. I loved such moments of shine and glory and splendor, other designers who worked for Jonas ushered us to our respective closets. We had fifteen different outfits to try on and take numerous photos.

At first before we got to the venue yet I was unnecessarily exasperated but the moment I stepped into the closet, I was dumbfounded even if it wasn't my first time engaging in such photo shoots, this looked extravagant and seemed like an enormous deal and that would definitely boost our net worth, my net worth. Glorious. I was dressed In the first outfit then I stepped out for the shots. Yeesha was at the other edge with a young boy like her then it dawned on me that I definitely had a partner to take some shots with. I was not eager to see her but I had to wait to see her  and also take pictures. I requested that I take some before she arrives. A girl my age walked out quite beautiful and breath taking, she was chocolate in complexion, slim and curvy and she looked interesting to me. She came forth scurrying towards me. Did she think that i was in charge or what! I thought. She stood staring at me carefully and intensely like she lost track of something. I stood maintaining my firm look.