THE ONLY HEIR

I was born in wealth

“ I was born only two years after you and you think at the age of two, your parents would be dumb enough to tell me about it, huh?.“ He made a valid point.

“Then, when did you hear about Hensley.“

“ome years ago, auntie mentioned it to me.“

“y mum mentioned it to you and you said that I was your true friend, I told you everything Mark.“

“ I told you the things you deserved to know.“

“The lies, I deserved to know the lies.“

Mark had started to talk but I put my hand up to stop him. I couldn't hear anything other thing that he had to say, I couldn't stand him.

“No more, I don't want to hear any more from you Mark, leave my house."

“It's fine, I'll leave, but, we have to do something about Hensley and we'll do it with or without you, have a nice day, Darwinson."

" Have a nice day, too, Mark.“ I could hear the icy edge of my voice, it scared even me.

I watched the colour leave his face and he turned around briskly, my cousin was walking out of the door and it was as if I was only seeing him for the first time in my entire life.

All my life, I've always known Mark, at least, during the holidays we would play together and after we graduated he taught me the things I knew, we went almost everywhere together, he was my only true friend, the truest turned turned into a bat.

I went to the kitchen and I shut the door, my knees couldn't hold me.

What had my mum do with hitmen?.

I thought I knew these people, I thought I knew Mark…Mark was calm and gentle and funny, Mark would never plan to hurt someone.

I had skipped breakfast but I was too hungry to skip lunch, Godknows I would collapse if I didn't eat anything before evening came, although I didn't have an appetite, I still ate.

It was 3:19 when my phone rang.

“Hello." It was my mum.

“Good afternoon."

“Darwinson." She said and took a long pause, I wouldn't be the one to break the silence. “Baby, are you there?." She asked me.

" I can hear you.“

“I sent Mark earlier."

“Okay."

“He told me your response."

“Okay."

" Talk to me, you're giving me flat talks.“

" What?, What exactly do you want to hear from me, mum, you want me to gatekeep for you?.“ as the word 'mum' passed my lips, it tasted salty.

" Darwin."

“Mum, if you have better things to discuss with me, you can always call me back, I'm just one phonecall away, if not, don't ring me up, understood?.“

“Don't cut this call on me…” I cut the call before she could complete her statement.

The house was quiet and still, I preferred to go outside.

I entered into my car and I drove to El'jefe, it was a long drive but I liked it, it was better I kept my mind busy on the road, finally, I had gotten into the bar.

I walked into the bar and Jhené Aiko's Brave was playing. Red lights lit up the place, the smell of alcohol mixed with smoke was still in the air.

I walked to the bar and asked the bartender to pour me a drink.

I drank two shots and I went into the private lounge, for a moment there, I thought I had seen Lisa but it wasn't her, but it seemed like her.

In my mind, I saw Lisa, turning around for me, wearing a red brazier and matching genstring.

It would be nice if I had Lisa, before my brother have her first.

“Hi." I turned to look at the speaker, she was smallish, with brunette hair, she had red painted lips and deep set eyes, not my type at all, but her body, no, I could go for her body but I preferred to check out another girl.

“Yeah." I said turning away from her, there could be better girls.

“I've been watching you since you walked in here, you look like you could make me cum."

“I'm sorry, what did you say?."

“Did I say something wrong?, You look angry, I'm sorry if I said something wrong, I'm antoinette."

“Get the fuck out of my face, I need to breathe."

“Asshole." She purred as she left.

I wasn't searching but my eyes caught a woman.

She was walking towards a booth, she had nice long legs, sun kissed goldenlocks that was tied into a bun, she had a beautiful neck. Was she available?.

“Hey." I said approaching her, forgetting the time I stood up in the first place.

“Good evening." Her voice sounded like cinders.

She didn't look like a stripper, she was wearing a slit back dress, it looked sexy, would a stripper look this dovey, I mean?…

“Uhmm, I like your hair." I told her.

“I like yours." She said looking up at my head and back to the booth and she sat down elegantly.

“Do you work here?."

“What do you mean?."

“Are you available for service."

“Oh, fuck no, I'm here to meet with someone."

“I'm so sorry."

“For what?."

“Labelling you as a sex worker, you look too beautiful to be a sex worker."

" I'm a sex worker, I just don't work here, thank you though.“

She left me with no words in my mouth, I just turned away and went back to my booth, but, I couldn't take my eyes away from her, she was the prettiest woman I ever met.

Few minutes later, her guy graced in, I watched him take her hand and kiss it, I watched her stand to hug him, I saw his hand rub up and down her open back, I saw her kiss his neck faintly.

I turned away my eyes because it stung like gin on a wounded throat.