2: moving on

II

PURITY.

It's been three weeks since I moved in with Paul and two weeks after the New Year's Eve party. I was weary of having nightmares about those dark days in prison, and I was ready for the world to see a new me, more like a different me.

Because I was often waking up screaming or weeping, I was mostly staying in Paul's room. After the first two nights in the guest room, Paul grew concerned that me staying alone in my room would lead to me injuring myself. I thought it was silly at first, but after sleeping in his room for a few nights, I discovered I was sleeping better, just like when we were younger.

According to Paul, who is still not satisfied with me gaining a little healthy weight, I've started eating well and adding a little more flesh. He wanted to do everything he could to take my mind off my problems, even though it doesn't change the fact that they're still there, but I'm grateful to him for trying.

I'm guessing he wants me to be rounder.

I was staring at Paul as he went insane this morning, and I can only blame myself for it because, after our conversation a few nights ago, he thought we should go to the mall today to take advantage of his few minutes away from his laptop screen. So this is where I made a mistake when I signed 'go wild,' and it's what got me into this problem.

"Try them on, buddy, and take off that dark hood you're wearing because people need to see your beauty," he remarked abruptly, sounding like a sassy black woman. I grimaced and snatched the clothing from him to try on.

After hours of playing dress up with my crazy ass brother we finally left and headed to his favorite hair salon, he was talking to his hair stylist who nodded at everything Paul was saying.

"Please have your seat" she paused as she assessed me from head to toe. "Remove the hood and the sunglasses" 

    After an hour or so she was finally done with my hair as she told me to look at my reflection which I did as I was so shocked at what I was seeing, my mismatched eyes shone bright in contrast to my hair color as the hair stylist admired her work.

"Why hello there sexy, can I get your number" my goofy ass brother said then 

Whistled raising his perfectly shaped brows up and down. I smiled as his stylist shook her head while laughing.

"You never change Paul" the stylist said as Paul shrugged before paying the stylist and dragging me away.

"Come back soon you two"

"We will Brown" he said before looking at me with a big smile that showed mischievousness, sometimes I wonder how the hell we are related when he always has something tricky up his sleeves.

"Come on Purest be fast about it we need you to be prepared before Monday" he said taking my hands and dragging me to almost every store in the mall.

What was happening on Monday, what has this crazy boy planned suddenly I started to regret agreeing to all this.

'What are you planning or what have you planned' I signed as he stopped before me.

"I got talking with an editor friend of mine who said she was willing to be your editor since you don't have any recently published book and you are just starting up. She said she plans to help you any way she can as long as you are willing to complete your work on time" I hugged him in happiness, writing a book is easy but getting it to be published is another work entirely, my brother just made it easy for me to start up my passion once again, I am very happy too happy.

"Oh, brother don't cry you know I will do anything for you because you have always done the same for me since we were young" he said as he brought me closer to wipe away the tears, I didn't notice escaped my eyes rolling down my cheek. 

The rest of the afternoon we chatted and ate lunch before his phone started ringing, his smile dropped at the caller id then he looked at me with different emotions.

"Mom" he mouthed as I nodded for him to go ahead and answer the phone. If my mom is calling him it isn't a crime, I can't spoil my brother and mom's almost none existent relationship not that it wasn't already broken. He picked the call putting it on speaker.

"Hey mom" he said as our mom was the one who was now talking fast as he gasped at what mom said.

"I'm in front of your door open the door you spoilt brat" always a woman with such loving words.

"Mom why would you be in my house?" he snapped as mom also snapped back at him.

"Shut it you disrespectful brat, I brought your suit for the charity ball. Remember Mr. Winston daughter, yes, she will be there. So, I will want you to look...."

"No mom I'm not going to any stupid charity ball if I am going to wear a clown costume you bought and not what I want, by the way I am as straight as a pentagram. Stop setting me up with your stupid friend’s children, by the way you first loving daughter is still available" he said.

my brother is pansexual and that seems to always annoy my mother to the core, if my brother wasn't my brother then yes, I would hit him up.

"No mom stop it" he growled, that snapped me out of my thought.

"I'm serious mom, by the way I'm coming with my girlfriend" what girlfriend, I looked at him only to see his signature smirk as he looked at me.

"Better mom, can you leave my house now, no I am not coming home, yes I am with my girlfriend" Paul said.

I hope he wasn't talking about me in a female lover reference, is he crazy or what.

"Bye mom" he said as he dropped the phone I began to sign fast.

'I am not going to do anything crazy with you Paul' I signed.

Geez sometimes I always wondered how come I am not as mischievous as he is after staying half of my life beside him.

"Oh, come on, the dinner is tonight and we need to get you into your new female role as my girlfriend baby girl" he pouted and showed his annoying puppy dog look, this look doesn't make you want to coo instead you just want to beat him up.

'I thought you wanted me to have a new image not play your girlfriend. You crazy rhino!’ I signed in anger glaring as he rolled his eyes shrugging before paying for our lunch and dragged me to a women clothing and lingerie store, hell no I kept struggling but he ignored saying something about my feminine curves and etiquette. Oh God I hate my life.

This is going to be humiliating and annoying, then he said he knew I wanted to see my parents without them knowing it’s me and there is no other way for that to happen without them recognizing me which made sense a little. This was how I ended up with a lightly made-up face, a tight fitting red dress and crazy yet balanced heels.

'I your ancestor is rocking a female outfit' I thought to myself waiting for my brother to get ready.

"I'm ready my darling lets go" my idiot brother who was handsomely dressed said as he stood by the door waiting for me, slowly I walked toward him before he led me into one of his super expensive cars and I don't know the brand or name because I wasn't a car loving being like he is.

"This is what we are going to do, your name tonight is Ellie Macken from Sweden but schooled in New York, you are mute, we met during one of my crazy travels and we clicked then leave the information for me to give them now. Since it is settled, we have finally arrived" he said as I finally noticed the car had stopped, he rushed to my side to open the door and I took his hand elegantly.

Well I hope this works wish me luck.