CHAPTER 7
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CHAPTER 7
Drink in hand, Matt stumbles down the alleyway, grunting responses to greetings from his fellow deadbeats. His brows scrunch up as he notices a pile of something he can’t clearly see in front of the apartment. Driven with curiosity, he increases his pace as he semi-runs to the spot.
“The hell…is..all this”
He mumbles as he sees his belongings scattered outside the front door
I’ll kill that f*****g bitch
He turns the knob, anger coursing through him as he discovers it’s locked
“SORAYA!!!”
A loud shout bubbles out of him as he bangs at the door, it’s not the usual wood it’d always been.
Iron? She locked me out and changed the door?!
“Baby you better open the f*****g door!”
He shouts again, not getting any response.
Some lights in the apartments above flick on as other tenants poke their heads out their windows sleepy eyed
Ignoring them, he continuously hits his fists at the door screaming Soraya’s name in a futile effort to draw her out
“Yo! Shut the f**k up! It’s 11 O'clock for f**k’s sake”
A man shouts as he likes his head out the window. The rest murmur their agreements as they slam their windows shut in an effort to block out the noise
“f**k you. Mind your f*****g business”
The man unrelenting, throws an old bottle towards Matt but misses as it shatters feet away from him
“It is my business if you plan on keeping us the f**k awake. I won’t miss the next time piece of s**t!”
Matt’s drunken attention turns to the man who’d thrown the bottle
“Why don’t you come down here and throw it in my face. f*****g coward”
The man slams his window shut in response, not willing to carry on the unwanted argument
“That’s what I f*****g thought!”
He shouts into the night earning new insults as other tenants shout out curses from their apartments.
Matt bangs the door one last time cursing as the door still remains locked
“You’ll be sorry for this Soraya, very sorry”
Andrea groans as Soraya’s phone rings for the 100th time as it seems. She turns on the fluffy suite bed to face Soraya
“Can you turn that thing off? It’s bad enough we are here. Can you not noise up the place?”
Soraya excuses her anger, knowing she’s still irritated with the whole issue
The car stops in front of a small house, obviously better than Soraya’s horrible apartment. It didn’t take a genius to know why Andrea liked sleep overs at her friends' houses.
“Get in, get out. Then we’ll be our way”
Clark spits out, an aura of power in his voice as he doesn’t want an unnecessary chase again.
“You can sound less rude you know”
Soraya snaps back as she gestures for him to move out of the car so she’d get out.
She makes her way up the stairs praying Lola's b***h of a mum isn’t home.
Lola and her mum are poor, barely able to keep their house but it is agreeable that they are better than Soraya and, Madea, Lola’s mother never missed an opportunity to rub that in.
The sound of the doorbell has Madea rushing to get the door.
“Coming!”
Her fake friendly nasal voice rings through the door as she opens the door. Her smile dropping with the act immediately she sees Soraya
“Oh did you come to get Andrea. Walk her home?”
Her voice degrading and laced with irritation
“Yes. Quite obviously. If you wouldn’t mind calling her out and we’d be on our…”
“Don’t be silly darling, stay for tea at least. The cookies the girls are baking just got ready”
Madea interrupts her fake act up without skipping a bit as she pulls Soraya into the house. Shutting the door behind them
“We are actually in a hurry if you don’t…”
“Hurry to where? Don’t be so willing to drag Andry back to that horrible apartment. How do you survive in there anyway?”
Madea interrupts again shortening Andrea's name, her chin up as she looks down on Soraya. Voice back to a fake whine as she stylishly mocks an already irritated Soraya.
“Girls! Soraya is here. Bring in the cookies now. She looks starved to bones.”
Turning back to Soraya, she gives her a once over
“When last did you have something to eat, you know with Matt drinking your money away”
Madea giggles clearly enjoying herself at Soraya’s expense
“Actually I and Mat…”
“You know we actually f****d a while back. He’d been a sorry mess when he’d come here complaining about your lack of…”
A loud bang vibrates through the house as Soraya slams her hands on the table, green eyes blazing as she stands up, back straightened.
“That will be enough Madea. Andrea!”
The thin, red haired girl comes running to her dressed in purple Pajamas, probably Lola's. Clearly confused on what’s going on
“Get your bags we are leaving”
Andrea's brown eyes widen as she vigorously shakes her head
“We can’t leave! The cookies just finished….”
“Now Andrea, and tell Lola goodbye, take her number if you must.”
Soraya turns to Madea
“We are moving to Canada”
A lot of things go on at once, black smoke drifts out of the kitchen setting off the fire alarm as Andrea starts shouting out questions in disbelief, Clark seems to have gotten impatient as series of knocks are heard as Madea runs around the kitchen trying to reduce the smoke and save the cookies. Soraya fists her hands as the panic and confusion get to her. Lola runs out of the kitchen shouting ‘fire’ blindly as she runs into an already agitated Soraya.
“That’s it!”
Ignoring the fight Andrea is trying to put up, Soraya pulls her sister with her as she pulls the door open to reveal a surprised Clark she throws out of the way
“Soraya wait!”
Soraya ignores Andrea as she pulls the car door open, throws her in, gets in then slams the door.
Andrea is reduced to sobs as Soraya tries to calm herself, rubbing her forehead.
“Andrea I’m s…”
“No! Don’t say that! You could’ve waited! What do you mean Canada! You can’t just pull me away with no explanation! That’s not how this works. What about Matt, school, my friends! You just burst in there, made a mess and dragged me the f**k out! I f*****g hate this par…”
“Watch your f*****g language Andrea! You will not curse at me. You won’t curse at all!”
Soraya shouts right back, her piled up anger erupting. Clark comes into the car
“What went on back th…”
“Shut the hell up! You and your stupid cousin caused this s**t!”
The car is calm as she continues, her voice breaking
“I didn’t ask for this! I just wanted one day…one day to relax and of course I wake up the next day f*****g MARRIED! f**k you and everyone else in this car.”
She turns to Andrea, voice turning soft
“I’m sorry Andry, I didn’t plan this either. You just have to understand and flow with all this. I’m just flowing too”
Andrea sniffles as she turns away from Soraya clearly not caring about the plea. Soraya wipes her eyes. No words are spoken in the car again.
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