LIFE AFTER DEATH.

MIND YOUR BUSINESS 3

" What the hell are you doing here? " I asked in a high-pitched voice as I stumbled down from my bed.

" Ssh, relax. " Curly gestured his remarks to me as he lifted himself from the ground, " Calm down, will you? "

His actions caused me to search my eyes through my environment to make sure that we were alone.

" You can't be in here, " I began, " Why are you here? " It was obvious that I was agitated and disturbed.

Curly arched a brow and placed both hands on his waist, " Are you okay? You didn't have a problem with me being here before. "

" Well, let me guess... " I slowly stood up from my bed and resulted to pacing, I needed some form of release, " The fact that Tess literally just showed you out of my room, or that your weird-looking brother, Parish spoke to__

" Wait... Parish was here? "

I noticed that Curly suddenly showed signs of discomfort.

" Yes, he was__

" How did he... Why was he here? What did he say? " Curly was now the one pacing.

" Told me to stop letting you in through the window, or he was gonna let my aunt know.

Curly hysterically laughed.

" Is any of this funny to you? "

" He's my brother, not my parent. And yeah, he's gay, not weird. "

For some reason, curly sounded blunt.

" That's beside the point__

There was a switch up in his mood, he dived into my bed.

" Are you listening to me? " I could feel my temper rising beyond my control, " Gustavo! "

" So, what else did my brother tell you? "

" You cannot be in here. " I was precise.

" Look, " He rolled over to where I stood, " I'm sorry about Tess, how she treated you. That wasn't nice. "

" Yeah, maybe next time don't f**k with the door open. " My tone was dense as I backed him.

" That was you? " He pointed at me.

" It would've been my aunt and Tom walking in on you guys. "

He gasped and dramatically pressed his palms on his chest, " s**t, that would have been a problem. Geez, thanks, Amaka. " He replied with a smile.

I sighed, I had let out enough steam and was reciprocating his energy.

" Is that why you're back here? " I sat on my bed, a few inches away from him.

" Do you not want me around? "

His question hit me hard, " That's not it, your brother__

" Is not my parent. " He concluded, getting more comfortable on my bed.

I subconsciously followed his lead, " He sounded adamant, but why though? " I was genuinely curious.

" I guess he's worried about me. "

" Should he be? " I stared into his eyes for the first time that day.

" No, as you can see. "

He couldn't look at me and that said something.

" I think you guys should have a proper conversation, you know, talk about things. "

" Enough with that, " He playfully waved his hands, " Are you coming to the party? Please tell me that you are. "

I appeared surprised, " What party? "

Curly gasped and made physical contact with me, he cupped my shoulders with both his hands and gently shook me.

" How did you not hear about Scott's party? " He counted his words carefully as he spoke.

The contact we made sent chills down my skin and I felt goosebumps all over. I gulped down saliva heavily as I couldn't place my words correctly, almost like I was starstruck.

" Hello, earth to Amaka. " Curly commenced movement. " You know, " He slowly laid back down on his bed, " You have a very beautiful name. "

My heart sunk, I instantly felt light as a feather. " I thought... I thought it was his father's game shop opening. " I freed myself from his emotional hold.

Curly gave me a dirty smile.

" What? " I was bothered, " That was what Melanie told me. "

Curly face stiffened, " Making new friends already? "

It felt like a rhetorical question, but I felt the need to reply.

" I guess she's a nice person, too nice even. " I not only gave him a reply, myself too.

Curly nodded, " So you coming? "

I was getting pulled into what I wasn't sure about yet, " But... is it like a party? "

Curly adjusted his stance, " Listen and learn. " He winked.

I chuckled softly, " Stop being an i***t. "

We chorused a brief laughter and he cleared his throat, " Saying it's his dad's game-opening is a cloak, there's an actual party. "

I squinted hard, " So is there a game opening? " I was perplexed.

" Scott's father is out of town, and yes, he just launched a new game. "

" So it is a game opening? "

" Yes and no... " He groaned, " There's a new game, but it isn't our AIM. " He laughed at his jokes.

" You're an i***t. " I was forced to path ways with him and moved over to my mirror and sat in front of it.

He laughed and also made a location swap. He stood behind me now. I was certain that he had no idea that he made me somewhat uncomfortable. It wasn't in a bad way, or like he was being a bother, but there was something else involved that I didn't understand.

I had taken note of Curly's scent, it reminded me of the smell of cloves and lavender mixed. It made my throat water for some reason.

" Are you coming? " He clapped his hands, " Screw that, you're coming. "