Chapter 6
Rennix
“What is absolute fulfillment? Being fulfilled in every aspect of your life: career-wise, emotionally, physically, and most of all, mentally. Most people don’t reach absolute fulfillment, but they get pretty damn close because they pick and choose what is most important to them.”
The old woman on the TV went on and on as always, and of course I sat here watching it because for some odd reason I always found myself watching talk shows and shit. I guess I liked to listen to others talk about their experiences and what they deemed important in their lives. It always made me think about my own life and what aspects of it I deemed important. I had never considered any sort of fulfillment because the life I lived never yielded those options. There was always doing the necessary to get by, never the picture of satisfaction or a slower pace.
My eyes found the TV as I was about to tune back in, but there was a knock at my door. I didn’t have to guess or ask who it was because she had seen me when I walked in the door a few minutes ago. I assumed it was Juicy, but when I heard my brother’s voice, I realized it wasn’t.
“Yo.”
“Ol’ girl with the big ass forehead told me you wasn’t back here, but I knew you were.” Rem walked in holding a food carton and a drink. Fool hadn’t brought me shit, but damn sure was coming to have his lunch in my office.
I just stared at him.
“Yo, you’re always in here watching that talk show shit. You like to listen to people who like to listen to themselves talk. Change the channel or something. Put on a movie.”
I laughed then reached for the remote. “I don’t tell you what to do in your free time, so don’t tell me what to do in mine. Shithead.”
He waved me off. “Yeah, yeah.”
The room was quiet for a minute while I swiped through Hulu, looking for something we’d both agree on.
“So you’re fucking your friend now, huh?”
I cut my eyes from the TV, quickly landing on him. I looked away when I spotted the smirk he sported. “Yeah, and I’m minding my goddamn business while doing it.”
He laughed and shook his head. “I knew that friend shit was for the birds. Probably not for her, but you. Hell nah. Only lame ass niggas be tryna be friends and shit. You’re my twin, so I know you ain’t no lame ass nigga.”
“Man, shut up. That wasn’t the plan, but it happened.”
“So, what, y’all fucking friends?” He bit into his sandwich.
“No, that’s me. We’re tr?—”
“Aww, shit, not Renny getting in a relationship. This is your first one, right?” He was trying to be funny.”
“Gone ahead and get your jokes out while I’m expecting them.”
He laughed and threw his hands up in surrender. “I ain’t got no jokes. I’m glad you growing the fuck up.”
“Nigga shut up.” I waved him off, eyes finding my watch. I had just gotten here a few hours ago and was already ready to cut out. I hadn’t gotten much sleep the last few nights between being up with Caya and looking over plans. I was just moving through life on the busy kick.
“So, you’re happy?” Seriousness filled his once amused tone.
“What you asking that for?”
“Because I did, little brother. Your happiness is everything to me. Well yours, Jade’s, Dimitri’s and Indiri's. I give a fuck about all of y’alls happiness because it’s my job.”
“You take this older brother shit too serious. Only happiness you need to be worried about is yours, and by the way, I’m your twin. Three minutes don’t make me shit to you.”
He chortled. “That three minutes bothers you more than me.”
“Whatever.” I waved him off just as there was a knock at the door.
“Who is it?”
“I need to talk to you, boss.” Juicy’s voice filled the space outside my office.
