Chapter 2
Anger, Saddness, Whose the bastard who killed our father?
The four sisters decided to take a ride to their old house that they grew up in and the house that their father lived in. They all got out the car not saying anything. Delayna opened the door with the house key and opened the door. They turned on the lights and the first thing they saw was a woman that was a medium height and an average body, long black hair and almond eyes, she was dressed as if she was going to out. It was the five sister Brittany Mercer. The gurls hugged their sister.
"Brittany, gurl you should be ashamed of yourself for not attending your fathers funeral." Stated Jasmyne giving her one of those serious faces.
"Yea, Pimp where were u?" asked Delayna
" Traffic." Shrugged Brittany,
"Anyways I was thinking that we would have a dinner for old times sake."
"That's a fantastic idea good thing I have something in the oven huh?"
Her sister laughed. As they set everything at the table Jasmyen led them in praier.
Lord thank-you for bringing us together on this day
We thank-you for our health, our food, and our strong Family
In your name we pray,
Amen
They all said. They let go of each other's hands and started to pass food to eachother and started to eat. Each of them taking glances at the very spot of where their father would sit when they would have their family dinners. They missed him so much, the look in their eyes said it all.
Jasmyne sitting there on the left edge of the glass table chewing with her mouth open looking at that empty chair.
Jasmyne I told u, You're not in a barn chew with your mouth closed besides no one needs to see you food. See-food.
Bobby's image of him there talking to her like in her old memories telling her that same line, showing his chewed food in his mouth smiling at her.
Jasmyne smiled a small smile and disappeared as soon as it came up.
Delayna was eating her food and glances at the chair where Bobby sat at everytime at dinner.
Delayna I told you about putting chopsticks in your hair, Chopsticks are made for eating not for hair. Besides your hair looks more beautiful with your hair down.
Delayna smiled and took both her chopsticks out her letting her hair fall down her back and she contiued eating with her beautiful smile withering away.
Brittany was eating her food peacefully when Bobby's image appeared again. She glanced at it and saw her dad.
Come on Renae another tattoo… well don't be ashamed of it daddy, has a whole lot of them! (He laughs)
Brittany smiled. She was about to say something but she held it in.
Zaina was grubbing down on her food when she looked up at her fathers chair and saw Bobby.
Zaina, I told you many times… just because you street race doesn't mean you can have manners come on now slow down before you choke ya self.
Zaina smiled and she looked at her plate… "to late now baba."
Cire didn't touch her food she just simply stared at her plate.
Cire, I know you had a hard time lately but its going to be alright, I'm still here, Trust me everything will be alright.
Cire nodded and finished eating.
Zaina just put out her cigarette when Cire came back in the room and threw a large garbage bag on the coffee table.
"What's this shit?"
"Shut up and open it."
Zaina huffed and she opened the bag which revealed a pile guns.
"Holy Shit! Dad's gun collection! Girl where you find these? You know you my favorite sister right?" Zaina yelled she was all hyped.
"Calm down, chic. Yeah I knew dat."
"I still said swords are better." Complained Delayna.
Cire grabbed a gun and pointed to her sisters head. Jasmyne jumped.
"Cire!"
Delayna smirked and so did Cire.
"Yeah, but guns are useful to use any second."
"Shutup." Delayna grabbed the gun away from her sister.
"besides, I'm more useful with swords." Delayna said tossing the gun back in the pile.
"Hey, there's no bullets in these."
"Naw, dip. Damn Brittany I thought you would be smarter than that. The bullets are in the other bag."
"Well damn I didn't know that."
"Anyways Cire, why you bring them out." Inturrepted Jasmyne.
"Finally someone asked. Its obvisley, that dad didn't die of no accident. Some one killed him."
"And you know this how?" asked Zaina confused.
"Well there were no police at the corner where he was shot. So why would there be a robbery? Plus we have a witness."
"And you know all of this…." Continued Brittany.
"Roc Duh!"
"Oh…" they all said in a usion.
"So what you girls say, we do one last mission as assissins to find the mother fucker who killed our popz!?!" yelled Cire as she placed her gun out.
"I can't lie about that count my in!" Zaina placed her keys for her car.
"I can't just let both of you have all the fun." Brittany laughed as she placed out her favorite Tech 9 gun.
"Well I guess I can't let you guys get killed either so I'm in to." Delayna sighed and put her chopsticks in the middle.
"You crazy girl." Zaina laughed.
"Well you in Jasmyne?" Cire looked serious at her.
Jasmyne didn't hesitate to say the word.
"No."
"Why not?" yelled Cire.
"I won't I'm a mother and a wife I can't be going out of my way just to be killing people for nothing that is a an accident for our fathers death! I'm sorry but I can't deal with this. Not now."
"But what if I gave you proof of what had happened."
Jasmyne sighed.
"What proof?"
Cire smiled and looked at Zaina. Zaina nodded and put out her second cigeratte.
"ROAD TRIP! Well at least to the other side of the tracks."
They all laughed.
"And I'm the youngest." Complained Delayna.
"Always will be." Added Brittany.