Chapter Forty Four - Moody

On Friday things started okay. I bathed and went to make breakfast so I can head over to the studio. I pushed myself yesterday and convinced me that I had to actually paint something. No matter what it is, as long as it's something.

The front door opened and I sighed, "Freya I alw...." I stopped mid sentence when I realized it wasn't my roommate but my sister.

"Paris.. what are you doing here?"

"You're avoiding me and my calls."

I shrugged and took a bite on the bread I was holding, "okay..?"

"Mimi we gotta fix things..."

My body froze at her calling me that. Only Tawny and my late father use that name.. and sometimes Luna. Paris hated it because it probably remind her of our parents.

"Fix with what? How much do you have to throw at me this time? I could use with some cash..."

She looked at me for a while without saying anything. For a second I swear she was going to take out her phone and transfer me money. But she cleared her throat and asked, "do you umh.. need money? How mu