"<strong>We are gathered here today, on this happy and joyous occasion, to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony. Marriage is a solemn institution to be held in honor by all, it is the cornerstone of the family and of the community. It requires of those who undertake it a complete and unreserved giving of one's self. It is not to be entered into lightly, as marriage is a sincere and mutual commitment to love one another. This commitment symbolizes the intimate sharing of two lives and still enhances the individuality of each of you.</strong>".
said the preacher as we all stood lined up on the sides of my mother and soon to be step father. I rolled my eyes and yawned until my best friend hit my arm then gave me the eye saying "<cite>stop being a b****</cite>".
I sighed and grinned my fake grin as the preacher continued. "<strong>Groom, do you take this woman to be your wedded wife? Do you promise to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her in sickness and in health, remaining faithful to her as long as you both shall live?</strong>"
i looked to my <a href="http://www.joy105.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/lynn-whitfield-2-web.jpg">mom</a> and watched as a tear fell from her eye and smiled shaking her head,"<strong>man i do i do..</strong>".
<a href="http://cdn.singersroom.com/upload/2012/08/Keke-Palmer-082712.jpg">I</a> clinched my jaw in hurt in anger as <a href="http://images.zap2it.com/showcard/v4/AllPhotos/9660420/p9660420_n183342_cc_v4_aa/real-husbands-of-hollywood.jpg">Mr.Thornton</a> winked and slid the ring on her finger. The preacher then continued again, "<strong>Bride, do you take this man to be your wedded husband? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him in sickness and in health, remaining faithful to him as long as you both shall live?</strong>", he looked down at my mom as he stood tall above her grinning showing his dimples. "<strong>ohhh yes i do!</strong>", Everyone laughed and giggled that's when things got serious when the Preacher said....
"<strong>Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.</strong>", when their lips met, my stomach dropped and i wanted to die...i wanted to run up and shake my mom asking why? why him? why couldn't you stay with dad? I looked around as everyone clapped for them and smiled with happiness.
They made their way down the isle and held each other hands as they smiled making their way out the door. i picked up my dress tail and trailed behind them and that was it...i was officially a "member" of the Thornton family.
"<strong>akira get up! its time for us to get on the road for our flight!</strong>", i heard as it rung through my ear.
I sat up groaning as i sat up in my bed...I looked around my room and saw that all my clothes were packed. All my furniture was ready to be moved. I sighed and stood up from my bed that was to be left here and as well as memories.
I stepped into my shower, cleaned up, put my wet hair in a messy Bun, threw on some sweats, a hoodie and my grabbed my purse, phone, and ipad. I made my way down the stairs and saw she was standing there impatiently waiting for me to come. I placed my shades on my face and flopped my hoodie over my head as we got into the car quickly.
IT was quietness as we made our way to the airport, i was so hurt leaving my family, my Friends and past behind. My thoughts and quietness was interrupted when my mom spoke, "<strong>um...Akira...i know you're hurt about leaving, but baby things will be great once we get to California</strong>".
I chuckled and turned my attention to the window not saying a word, i sighed and took my shades off, "<strong>whatever mom</strong>".
She sighed turning her attention back to the road. I chuckled and picked up my ipad and pulled out my art digital pen and began to draw until we finally arrived to the air port. We gave the people our tickets and boarded the airplane...
hours later we arrived to LAX, and their stood Mr.Thornton as he kissed my mom and waved at me happily, i nodded my head and placed my shades back on as we got into his BMW and off to see Cali.
He turned down the music on the way to our new home as he looked at me in the review mirror, "<strong>so...Akira how was the flight?</strong>", he asked cheerfully.
I looked up from my phone with a blank stare, "<strong>fine</strong>", it come out bland as day even though i didnt mean for it to. I just didnt feel like being bothered with this s***.
He then turned my attention back to phone placing my head phones in, i did not want to be bothered.
Moments later we pulled up to a gated community to a big house that sat on a hills of Los Angeles. I sighed and got out, i mean dont get me wrong, i love LA, but i really wasnt feelings the whole moving thing. But i give Mr.Thornton some points...the <a href="http://www.luxuo.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/house_at_night.jpg">house</a> was beautiful, i stepped inside to it fully furnished, and looked back as he smiled wrapping his arms around my mom, "<strong>do you like Akira?</strong>".
I nodded my head taking off my shades, "<strong>something like that</strong>", i shot a smirk at them as they laughed.
He then nodded his head signaling me and my mom to follow him, "<strong>i got something to show you Akira</strong>".
I followed him up the stairs and he stopped at a door on the hall, he looked at me and then nodded his head to the door, "<strong>open it</strong>".
I stepped forward and and twist the door nob slowly and closed my eyes and opened the door, i opened my eyes back up to see the beautiful <a href="http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=2lwvsaq&s=5">room</a>, my heart dropped completely. I ran over to my mom and hugged her, "<strong>mom its amazing! thank you!</strong>", She smiled and looked over at Mr. Thornton.
"<strong>dont thank me, thank him</strong>", I looked over at him and smiled, "<strong>thanks..</strong>".
I watched as they walked out and i looked around my room, i opened up my dressers and saw new clothes, shoes, everything. I then walked over to the last dresser and opened it, it was filled with canvas's , different types of paints, EVERYTHING. I plopped down my bed and looked around smiling, "<strong>maybe this wont be so bad after all...</strong>"
After getting settled in and taking a shower, i put on some shorts, hoodie, slid on some high knee socks making my way down the stairs because my mom called my name saying i needed to meet someone.
I walked into the Den rolling my eyes yet pausing as some light skin guy with curly blonde hair stood beside my mom and Mr.Thornton. I walked over to them as they sat on the couch, i sat in front of them placing my legs Indian style on the couch, "<strong>whats up, you called me down?</strong>".
My mom nodded her head happily and turned her attention to the light skin guy and her husband, "<strong>yes um Akira, meet <a href="http://ebengregory.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/Chris-Brown-Blonde-Hair.jpg">Maurice Thornton</a>...your step brother</strong>".
STEP BROTHER? i scream in my head. where this s*** come from? i wasnt expecting this at all and i know damn well he wasnt either. But from the looks of it i think his dad already broke down the news to him because he was giving me looks that could kill if they could. I know he was mad, but i was mad as well. Why could parents keep this s*** hid until after getting married? what type of sense is this?
I raised my eyebrow and turned my attention to him as he sat there looking annoyed as if he didnt want to speak. I parted my lips then i stopped. looked like to me he didnt want to be here or speak and neither did eye, but i wasnt going to be the bad person and just leave out the room just because he didnt want to talk, "<strong>nice to meet you Maurice</strong>", i spat quickly folding my arms.
He nodded his yea, "<strong>uh yeah...so dad im out i gotta go do some stuff</strong>".
Mr.Thornton got up and stopped him, "<strong>no you're not, we're having dinner tonight, this going to be our first dinner together Maurice</strong>".
Maurice sighed and clinched his jaw as he turned around, "<strong>but i go-</strong>", his dad cut him off and shot him a look, "<strong>Maurice...</strong>".
He then let go of the door handled and slammed it as he made his way into the dinning room, "<strong>what yall waiting on lets eat..."family"<strong>". He but emphases on family as he shot us as disgusted look and lead the way to the kitchen.
I got up and followed my mom and them into the dinning room and sat down quietly looking down at my phone as me, Maurice, and his had sat there waiting for my mom to bring out the food.
"<strong>so Akira, what grade will you be going to this year?</strong>", i looked up from my phone as Mr.Thornton waited for me to answer him ,"<strong>12th grade...</strong>".
He smiled and looked over to his son, "<strong>Oh! how great my son will be going to the 12th as well!, im guessing we have to up coming graduates in the house aha!, im glad though because now Maurice can show you around school Monday</strong>".
Maurice raised his eyebrow and looked up from his phone with annoyance on his face, "<strong>says who? im showing her no where, not my sister..</strong>".
His dad shot him a look again, "<strong>says me, thats final</strong>", demanded looking over to his son.
Maurice sighed and placed his phone down looking pissed off, i stared at him until he looked at me in disgust. I turned my head ans saw that my mom had come in with the entrees, finally the air was back to normal.
Dinner was over with and i helped my mom clean dishes quietly. She shut off the water and looked over at me as i dried the last glass, "<strong>Akira...whats wrong?</strong>".
I placed the rag on the counter and leaned on it, <strong>"why didnt you tell me he had a son ma?</strong>", i asked now folding my arms.
she sighed placing the plate down, "<strong>because you didnt ask.</strong>"
"<strong>MOM!</strong>", i shouted as she gave me a stern look. "<strong>look child...its done, we are married and why does it bother you that he has a son?</strong>", she asked.
"<strong>Its his son, he's giving me attitude yet i havent did a damn thing to him</strong>", she shot me a look.
"<strong>um language Akira Kahdijah!</strong>", I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"<strong>im sorry mom but he's being an ass, and im not the one, he acts like hes the only one that doesnt want to be here, I DONT WANT TO BE HERE EITHER !</strong>".
She grabbed my arm and looked at me like i was crazy, "<strong>akira, lower your voice, and you have no choice but to be here!</strong>". I chuckled and pulled away from her angry, "</strong>why? because dad is gone and you fell for him? because you wanted to be here and ruin my life? i guess so mom, i guess so!</strong>"
She slammed her hand on the counter and looked at me face to face breathing hard, "<strong>YOUR DAD IS DEAD AKIRA, GET OVER IT!</strong>", she yelled loudly.
I stared into her eyes as tears streamed down slowly, I stormed out of the kitchen and went outside sitting on top of the car looking up at the skys as tears fell down my eyes, "<strong>dad...please come back...please, i dont like it here!</strong>"