Page 55 of Beyond The Stars

Solar didn’t respond because it was true. When it came to the people in her family she was a beat ass first, ask questions later type of girl. Especially for her little brother.

Solar and French were at home waiting for Qamar to come by before he headed to the private airport to take Siasia and Noodle back to Lynn Beach.

“What you think about that girl, anyway?” Solar laid Frenchy down who had started to doze off just that quick.

“I think she cool.” French shrugged because he didn’t know Siasia like that. After the fight at Tiny’s house, Qamar kept her and her sister close. They hadn’t been back around the family since.

Solar cut her eyes at him annoyed. “You think it’s a good idea for him to be jumping from girl to girl? Like, he’s been on the prowl since he started fuckin’… I just don’t want him to be another stereotype with all these kids by different women.”

“I think y’all be too focused on the wrong shit when it comes to baby boy. He trying, Solar, damn!”

“Trying to do what, be the next Future Hendrix?”

French caught himself from laughing since Solar wanted to be the next queen of comedy. Instead he mushed her head. “Y’all be on my boy too hard.”

“No we don’t. He just needs to focus on the shit he should be focusing on and leave these little girls alone.” Solar’s mouth twisted. “I can tell that girl don’t have much going on. I mean who flies to a city with her little sister with a man who just had a baby?”

Qamar stood at the front door with Siasia and Noodle beside him. Siasia was embarrassed to hear what had just been said about her but she couldn’t deny that her popping up with Qamar did look weird. To have her impressionable sister with her didn’t make the situation any better. It was an inner battle she had already been dealing with and hearing it from another person’s mouth didn’t make her feel any better.

“Damn, Solar, I ain’t know you was so fuckin’ judgmental,” Qamar sneered, smoke coming from his head.

Solar wasn’t one to apologize so she didn’t. “I’m just saying what everybody else was thinking.” She waved him off. “That’s why you need to start knocking on the door instead of just coming in people’s houses.”

“Nah, Solar, you wrong,” French agreed with Qamar.

Her eyes bucked. “I’m wrong?” She pointed at her chest.

French shook his head. “Come on in so we can talk, though, baby boy.”

Qamar shook his head. “I’m good, French. I ain’t never been pressed to be somewhere that I feel disrespected.”

“Oh please.” Solar rolled her eyes. “You want to be grown but still lean on us to clean up your shit. Yea, I ain’t got time for it today.”

“Did I ask y’all to clean up my shit?” Qamar huffed. “I ain’t never asked y’all to do shit for me! Let’s make that clear.”

“But you didn’t stop us either. You have two kids but don’t have a place of your own. Your schooling is paid for and yet you still complain about having to go. You are a fuckin’ child that needs to grow up and fast.” Solar walked up to Siasia. “And you seem like you have too much baggage to be running behind a little boy. What you think because he lays good dick that he’s a man? Oh, let me guess, he buys you shit too, huh?”

Siasia’s eyes got wet but she wasn’t going for Solar talking to her crazy. Stepping up, they were almost chest to chest. “Watch your mouth in front of my sister. I’m not disrespecting you, so don’t disrespect me. Maybe if y’all let him make his own decisions, he wouldn’t fall in line and follow behind y’all like the lost little boy you claim him to be.”

“Siasia, come on.” Noodle tugged on her, trying to pull her back towards the front door.

Siasia was in her zone and wasn’t trying to hear nothing. Instead of listening to her sister, she snatched her arm from Noodle.

Solar sized her up. “Little girl, I advise you to back up. I ain’t Janay.”

“Chill out, Solar, for real.” French yanked her behind him. “You doing too much.”

“And you always babying him up. He has two kids!” She held up two finger like they didn’t know how to count. “It’s time he becomes a man and man the fuck up!” Solar yelled.

Qamar fake laughed while nodding his head. The pain was evident in his eyes. Listening to the vile shit his sister spewed almost shattered his heart. Then to hear her be so rude while saying nasty things about and to Siasia, he was on fire.

“You really trying to stand her acting like your shit don’t stank? And wonder why French ain’t in no rush to take you down that aisle.”

French’s neck snapped towards him. “Aye, baby boy, you getting too close to the edge.”

“Nah, I got some shit to say.” Qamar waved French out of the way. “You around here passing judgement on her when you wasn’t so clean once upon a time either. I remember watching niggas sneak in and out of the house when Luna used to leave us by ourselves. I knew that nasty ass grown man was your baby daddy but I let you rock out how you rocked out. And you around here talking about I need to grow up when you ain’t so grown your-damn-self. I don’t blame French for making you just another baby mama. You ain’t ready to be no body’s wife.”

Solar’s mouth fell open. “Nigga, fuck you!”

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