Chapter: 4

Harlem POV:

   As soon as we made it home, my parents when into their room, and the argument started. I could feel tension with all the yelling. It disappointed me that my father, show his weakness, I could see how embarrassed my mother was, she felt betray by a man who was supposed to love her, and protect her from any harm. I feel that love is just a silly word. After what I witness with my father, I’m a genuine believer of my word.

   They're in principal Foley's office, I told them why I broke Preston's nose. I did it all for the love of my mother. My mother was proud of me for standing up for her honor. My father, on the other did not even attempt to show an ounce of anger knowing that the person insulted your loved one. In my mother eyes it was a betrayal that could never become undone.

   I was sitting in my room when there was a knock on the door. “Come in.” the door open up, in came my sister Jessika.

“Harlem, what’s going on? Why are mom and dad fighting?”

“It’s a long story Jess, I believe they will explain everything later”

“Is it that bad? From what I can hear, it seems they are about to get into a fight. "

“I guess you heard what happen in school today between me and Preston?”

“Of course, everybody talking about it. Is it true you broke his nose?”

“Yes, because he insulted mother, I could let that ass hole get away with it”

Jessika chuckle “It was good that you did because me and my friends would have shown that asshole a thing or two,”

“I’m glad I beat you too it,”

      It was silence at the dinner that you could hear a pen drop. Jessika and I look at each other, then we looked at our parents. we could tell that they were still upset with each other because of the looks they were giving one another. It seems like we were sitting there for hours. Since it’s an enormous elephant in the room, I needed to speak before I could. Jessika beat me to it. “So, what’s new?”

“There is something that you need to know. How about you tell our daughter dear the decision you made for the whole family,” my mother said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

“Jessika, we are moving to another town”

“ARE YOU SERIOUS?”

“Yes, you could thank your brother for that”

“All I did is defend mother, from a douch bag,” I said proudly.

“I appreciate that Harlem, unlike some,” my mother said.

“You know what Felicity I had enough of your insult. I will not sit here any longer,” my father stood up walk out of the kitchen. We heard the front closing.

  “I don’t want leave here. I have my friends here,” Jessika said with tears in her eyes.

“I know baby, it seems like we have no choice now. Your father already requests for a job transfer,” My mother stated.

  My father doing that just added icing on the cake. Jessika got up immediately and she shouted, “THIS IS NOT FAIR AT ALL” she ran out of the room.

“I’ll go talk to her,” I told my mother. She nodded.

  I got up from my chair, walking out heading upstairs. I knew that this whole situation about moving was going to hurt Jessika. Moving to a new town not knowing anyone is not an easy pill to sorrow, especially for teenagers. Most of all, you are leaving a life that you only knew behind right along with your friends. I can feel Jessika pain because I will leave Jason behind. we been friends since kindergarten. How will I be able to move on without him being around to kick it with?

   I stood in front of Jessika's door, taking it all in what I don’t get is why my father was so in a hurry to move without even having a second thought? They're are a lot of emotions that going through me, not I cannot even wrap my head around. For now, I need to be here for Jessika. I knock on her door. There was no response.

“Jessika, it me. Can I come in?”

“I don’t feel like talking right now. "

“I want to make sure you are o.k. I’m coming in”

   I open the door. When I enter, I see Jessika was sitting on her bed. I close the door behind me, walk over, sat next to her on the bed.

“I’m sorry Jessika, this is my fault that we have to move out of town”

“I don’t blame you, big brother, I just hate that we must go. I’m leaving my friends behind just to go to some unknown place,” Jessika said with tears in her eyes. Looking at my baby sister, all I want to do is take away her pain. I hate to see her this way. She is the type of girl that always smiles even if a bad day.  She is always there for you if you are experiencing a bad day too. At this moment Jessika needs a shoulder to cry on. I lead forward giving her a hug, she accepted wrapping her arms around me then I whisper in her ear “Don’t worry sis, no matter where we go everything going to be alright. "