Chapter I – Turbulence Sucks Balls
Dayshia Fayth stared out of the window of the airplane in flight, watching everything passing by so quickly down below. Her eyes closed slowly as the wind turbulence hit. The plane shook hard and the air masks deployed.
She held her breath, not knowing what to think. Cameron leaned in and whispered,
“How are you doing there Super Woman? Are you doing okay? Yeeeeessssssss? …… Nod with me if you hear me ……..”
Judging by the look on her face, nothing seemed to be working to calm her down. He never knew what to do in those awkward circumstances. All he wanted to do was to take it away, but when she felt fear it was inevitably in such a tangible way that there was no convincing her otherwise.
The younger lady on the other side of Dayshia Fayth said,
“Ma’am is everything okay? Are you going to be sick? Do you need a barf bag?”
All she could think was, did you really just call me mother fucking ma’am? You little perky breasted beatch! Sit the fuck down!
It didn’t take too much longer before the plane touched down and things got substantially better from there. They off loaded and made their way over to pick up their luggage. Cameron, in all of his strength, flexed his muscles as he lifted them up and carried them out.
They walked through the busy terminal as Dayshia Fayth spoke up saying,
“Are you sure that you want to be here right now? I mean … There is going to be so much chaos and the drama …… God, the drama! I just don’t know if you are ready for that …. Are you ready for that, for this? You can back down …. It’s not too late.”
Cameron stopped and grabbed onto her arm which stopped them both. He looked right into her dark brown eyes and said,
“Hey …. Look at me …… Yeah, right here …. Look at me ….. I want you to hear me when I say that …. I want to be here ….. I want to be with you …. I want to be here with you …… I don’t scare easily, so I’m staying with you princess.”
She gulped down her insecurities about Cameron meeting her wild family. There was something about his crystal blue eyes that left her somewhat powerless. Some families did a pretty good job of presenting themselves as relatively normal in front of guests, by comparison. The problem was, that that just wasn’t her family, not even on the best of days.
As they stood by the curb waiting to hail a cab, he asked once again,
“Is this visit home going to make you self - destruct or what? I mean what the hell is going on in that pretty little head of yours anyway?”
He had the cutest toothy little grin across his unkempt cheeks. He raised his thick brown eyebrows several times just to antagonize her a little bit. His shoulder length wavy hair was blowing across his face in the heavy wind.
But she turned her back to him and started to weep with her head in her hands. She was so beautiful when she cried. But she feared what their family would say when they found out that they were in a relationship.
It was such a tricky subject, Cameron had unequivocally no idea what to do in that condition. He was a man’s man for all intents and purposes. But what he did do was set down the luggage and wrap his muscular arms around her shoulders.
He couldn’t be blamed for that, it was his genetic truth. Going home to visit her family always set Dayshia Fayth off. It made her look and feel crazy, it seemed, and she couldn’t hide it for very long.
Cameron leaned down and pressed his prickly cheek against her neck. The contrast between his olive colored Italian skin against her medium black toned skin was so lovely. But she worried what her family would think about that. In an effort to make her feel better he said,
“Our lives should be a little bit nutty … If it wasn’t then it would just be one work day that follows another …. And we would die of boredom …”
Deep down, some part of her knew that he was spot on. But he didn’t seem to be afraid of anything, like ever. Surely, he had his own insecurities but he never let himself be vulnerable enough to show them to her. At least not yet, anyway.
The cab ride to the hotel was amusing as she started filling Cameron in on the obscure details about her family. She said,
So, you’ll probably be meeting mostly my closest family members this weekend. My father, William, is a minister. He has led his congregation for about twenty five years and he enjoys his work tremendously.
You can often find him in his study reading the Bible. He’s a loving caring man that just speaks up when he’s called on. You’ll like him, I think.
Oh, yeah, he had a big sweet tooth. He sneaks sweets when mm isn’t looking. She calls him out on it, when she sees it. She’s kind of mean about it too. God, doesn’t like fat, you know.
I’m pretty sure that the bible doesn’t say that, but then again she had a history of just making stuff up to suit her cause.
He rolled his eyes at the humor in all of it. They checked in at the hotel and went up to their room. After showering, they decided to rest for a bit. Dayshia Fayth laid on her stomach and went to work on her laptop. She worked in advertising and the marketing world never seemed to sleep.
Cameron kicked back on several pillows in his soft chenille robe and flipped through the channels trying to find a game to watch. When he had the time to relax, he took full advantage of it. He worked in sales and distribution for a high dollar alcohol producer and he had made the company a ton of money in the four years he had been there.
She turned and looked over her shoulder, continuing to offer a description saying,
My step - mother is your mother, enough said. She’s the exact opposite of my father. She’s opinionated and not afraid to tell you all about it. I’m not even sure that I get their relationship For, me growing up we spent a good amount of time at the church either in the gym or in the library studying.
My sister, as you know, …… ha …… She’s such a mess. She’s a few years older than me and we talk almost every day. She has five kids that was what she had wanted since we were kids.
She’s married to a legal attorney and she stays at home and takes care of the kids. I don’t know how she keeps it all together but she does a great job with those spirited kids.
Sometimes I want to stuff her in a closet but the kids are such a precious gift, love them so.
“Well, then. I can’t wait to see them again. If you love them, then I am sure that I will love them just the same,” he encouraged.