“What’re you doing here, Courtney?” Cole was asking his sister, his teeth clenched, trying hard to control his anger.
“Oh Cole. I can’t believe you’re really here. After all these years-”
“Save it. What do you want?”
“What makes you think I need something? Why can’t you just believe that I tried so hard to find my brother?”
“Because you’re not like that; you need something, and I know it.”
“Wow, you really underestimate me don’t you? Don’t you think I’ve changed since the past?”
“Not one bit.” Cole replied, firmly.
“Just leave, no one wants you here.”
“No one? So you’re not alone?” Courtney said, her voice trailing off as high-pitched, happy screams started to fill the silence.
“Daddy, Daddy I want juice!” Brooklyn screamed to her father.
“Will you look at that? So you’re a father now, huh? Who would’ve known?”
Claire came from out back, following Brooklyn and when she saw there was a visitor, she joined Cole and his sister out on the front porch. “Hello! Who’s this?” Claire said, innocently.
Extending out her hand, Courtney said politely, “Hi, my name is Courtney. I’m Cole’s older sister.”
The three sat around the dining table, introductions still being made. “With all due respect, may I ask why you’ve come here?” Claire was now asking.
“Well, I’ve had my share of problems during the past few years, money being a huge problem, of course.” Courtney said, her stare turning to Cole.
She continued, “You know, if Daddy were still alive, I wouldn’t have gotten myself in such a disaster.”
“Shut up! You don’t know what you’re saying.” Cole yelled, losing his nerve.
“Cole, please, calm down! Please!” Claire was saying, trying to reassure him.
“Listen Cole, I need money, and you owe me.”
“I owe you nothing! You and Mom were ready to leave me. Your bags were packed and you were leaving me behind. What about all those times I was getting beaten, and threatened you never once tried to help me. I took matters into my own hands, and I’ve moved on. It’s about time you move on too.”
“Please? Cole, I’m pregnant, and I just lost my job. I’m in depths and I’m about to lose my own home. I can’t keep living like this, I need your help!” Courtney begged.
“What makes you think I have that kind of money to give away?”
“Well surely, you haven’t abandoned the family business, how have you?”
“What family business?” Claire interrupted, confused.
“It’s nothing, stay out of this.” Cole replied firmly.
“Cole, can I speak to you in private please?”
“What is she talking about?” Claire was demanding answers.
“I told you I had a bad past. But it’s the past, it’s gone.”
“What’s the family business? I need answers.”
“We sold a lot of drugs. And we stole things, and hurt a lot of people. That’s the only way we were able to make money. I’ve done lots of bad things Claire, and I don’t want to open old wounds.”
“But we need to help her! She’s pregnant for crying out loud. Can you imagine a little child having to grow up like that?”
“I grew up like that.”
“Exactly! So you shouldn’t wish it on anyone else. We need to help her.”
After talking and planning, an agreement was finally concluded. Cole and Claire gave her their run-down car, telling her to drive it or sell it. She was given a pair of keys that opened to an old warehouse that had old furniture, appliances and rare valuables. When everything was settled, Cole said his goodbyes. “This is the last time I’m helping you out. You’re on your own from now on. I’ve bailed you out this time, but only because of Claire. I don’t ever want to see you near me, nor my family. Is that clear?”
“Yes. And thank you for being such a great brother-”
“Just leave.” Cole interrupted her, telling her once again to make her final departure.
After receiving a call in distress, Claire was rushing her way to the hospital. She had gotten a phone call from Chuck at nearly 2am telling her that Rosy was in a dying state.
Cole and Brooklyn remained patient in the waiting room, as Claire darted through the hospital halls and into Rosy’s private room. The smell of antiseptics filled the halls, the marble floors giving off a shiny reflection of the bright lights. Finding the right room number, Claire slowly made her way into the hospital room.
Entering the room, she saw a light green curtain and pushed it aside, to see her friend. Rosy was laying in the metalled bed, head resting on a pile of pillows, her hair a tied up mess. There were several tubes passing through her arms, and another tube passing through her nose. Claire gasped, bringing her hands to her mouth in shock.
Barely able to speak, Claire managed to say, “But… But Rosy what happened? I don’t understand, what’s going on?”
“I should have told you sooner.”
– I added a new page “The Family” and I’d really love to have your feedback. It’s just the beginning of the family tree. It’s my very first attempt at this, so it might have a few mistakes. I’ll try and keep it updated as much as I can! The “Family Home” page will also be updated shortly.