I've been having this throbbing headache since getting my hair braided yesterday at the salon.

I would cut my head off and set it aside if I had my way, it's aching me gravely and it got so bad this morning and now. 

The painkillers I took aren't working. I'll try to get some rest after eating lunch. Speaking of lunch, I won't be eating alone with Roxie in the kitchen today, Mr Winchester had requested for us all at the dining table this afternoon. 

That how we do it, we pretend to eat with them when he's around but go back to the kitchen when he lives for New York, its much peaceful with just us and not the others.

The snorting sounds from Red while he eats can make one puke out all their foods, its really disturbing and gross? Yes! 

Going to the dining room, I grab the big plate filled with grilled vegetables for lunch. The others were already seated with the exception of Roxie and I.

We kept a tad late in preparing it cause we went to church unlike them, sorry Mr Winchester went with us.

I placed the plate down and took a seat beside Imogen who scoffed but didn't look my way. Well I did, it was the first time seeing her after helping her the previous morning. 

She was clutching her head tightly and she looked a little better, she was so pale yesterday, the sleep did her good. 

I broke my stare when Mr Winchester cleared his throat, "Nae, please pray with us before we eat."

"What's the use? Cant we just go straight ahead? I don't want to be here." Imogen said rudely with gritted teeth, her hangover is really a bitch.

"Tone Imo, watch your tone." Her father said calmly despite the authority and warning in his voice.

She mumbled something under her breath that I didn't hear and relaxed in her seat, tapping her manicured nail on the table impatiently.

"Leave my poor princess alone now Rupert, don't you care she's suffering?"

"When she got herself into it?" 

"She was only enjoying her youth what's wrong with that?" Mrs Winchester asked her husband like she didn't see anything wrong with her daughter's lifestyle.

"Everything is wrong! Since she decided to leave her life carelessly with no morals as if she had no upbringing."

Imo was pissed at the conversation about her around the table, she pished her chair back, getting up. "Excuse me, I'm not angry anymore." 

"Come back here young lady, if you dare leave from here consider yourself homeless."

"What?" She shrieked with fear on her face now unlike the bitchy spoilt brat look she had on.

"You wouldn't do that daddy."

"Try me." He said in a very stern and deadly voice that Imo and Mrs Winchester flinched.

"Rupert." For once her tome of voice wasn't high pitched, it was really calm.

"Keep quiet Morganna, this is my house and family. I do anything I want." He snapped at her in irritation.

She looked my way in anger."Monae get up and leave."

"No one is leaving this table, we're all eating and listen to what I have to say afterwards."

"Then get it over with." Imogen replied too quickly.

"Stop being a spoilt brat Imo, apologize to dad right now!"

I was surprised by what Rex said, its the first thing he has uttered since he sat here and surprisingly it was sensible.

"Why should I? I never did anything wrong." She turned to look at him with daring eyes.

"You're being disrespectful towards him in both words and actions." 

"Imogen dear please listen to your brother and make peace with your father." 

She turned her head sharply at the voice, looking very irritated, she more like warned, "No one asked for your opinion Roxie, keep it."

  
Roxie looked away in embarrassment and pain, it hurt me seeing her care so much for someone who didn't reciprocate that feeling.

"See? You've become unbearable and disrespectful, what has gotten into you."

"Stop raising your voice at your sister." Mrs Winchester reprimanded him from across the table. She's impossible, I can't believe her. She's reprimanding someone who means her daughter well.

She should be grateful he was doing what she should have done and instead look what she's saying.

"You're the reason! You never correct her when she goes wrong." I totally agree with you on that. She's spoilt Imogen beyond repair now she's so unbearable.

"Since you have started your family meeting, you might as well hear this. We are leaving Summerlin."

"There's no luxurious neighbourhood apart from here so what are you talking about."

"We're leaving Las Vegas."

Imogen spat the water she was drinking right at me, I was lucky I swerved before they spilled on me. I so don't want the lethal concentration of her mouth anywhere near me, who knows what's been in there aside alcohol and crack. Milky babies. "What!?"

"What do you mean by leaving?" Rex asked his father in disbelief. I was thrown off guard by his statement as well.

I don't get why we're living here when the house is in a perfect shape and everyone's happy and have their life here.

"We're relocating from here to New York." I see. He wants the family to be closer to the company and also have his peace of mind and stop the constant flying over here.

"What!?" 

"What? Why?" Mrs Winchester looked like she didn't want to believe what her ears heard. 

"You really want to know why?"

"Yes that's why I asked."

"This family isn't what it used to be. We were a happy disciplined family but now the children I grew up loving since they were born and slaved myself to work to provide them with a good life have become totally rebellious, doing whatever they want and tainting the family's name and reputation." 

The table fell silent as he said those words, he has said the whole truth and they all knew it. Mrs Winchester shifted uncomfortably in her seat, Imogen was just like before, clutching her head and Rex was looking at his father intensely.

"My wife has become worse, I thought marriage was going to change your cold and wicked personality but I thought wrong. Your reputation and that of your children here is disgraceful, to save the little dignity we have left. We're leaving here and going back to our house in New York."

"You're just saying that so you can work permanently in New York."

"Give me a break, do you think I'm happy coming back home every Friday? No I'm not, I only come here because all I can do is work over there. You suffocate me with your attitude, my own is no longer comfortable. Do we even sleep together in the same room like before and have you asked yourself why?"

She fell silent at that but shifted her gaze to glare daggers at me. She was scowling too. What's her problem?

It's not as if I'm responsible for everything. They're the reason he has to take this difficult decision and not me so she should stop the unnecessary anger directed at me and channel that energy into restoring her reputation and that of the family to its former glory.

"I'm not going." Imogen said stubbornly after the words of her father had sunk in. "My whole life is here?"

"Toxic life you mean? The whole purpose of this relocation is to help you stop the drug use, partying and stupid nightlife that you have here in Sin city."

"I'm still not going periodttt."  She said stubbornly, banging the table to drum home her decision.

"You don't have a say in this young lady so keep quiet and think of how you're going to pack your stuffs."

"I'm not going besides even if I want to go which I won't Monae is going to pack them for me." She said giving me a side glance.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. She will be busy in packing her things, she's coming with us."

It was my turn to say, "what?"

"You thought I'm going to leave you hanging Nae?"

"Uhhm-"

Now she has a more reason to glare, scowl and send me death looks right now. She asked her husband in annoyance. "Why is she coming with us?"

"Is Anita coming too?"

"You're going there to change your life to stop this whoring around and the irresponsible behaviour of yours and Anita is a distraction. Do you think I don't know you sleep with her?"

Wait, isn't she the maid who cleans his room? Roxie said she's the only one he allows into his room, OMG that's because he's been banging her secretly in there.

Mrs Winchester looked sharply at her son in disbelief, disgust, disappointment then anger, "are you stupid!?"

I zoned out the rest of their argument and meeting. New York? I'm going to New York?

From Sin City to New York mnh🕵