2. Amina Sinclair #3
“Gemini, did you or did you not tell me to pack accordingly? You said that we would be crossing state lines, running into different kind of weather. That’s exactly what I did.
Would it have made a difference if the bags didn’t come from Louis Vuitton?
I used what I had! That’s the only bags that I had!
” my voice rose just a little bit because he’d managed to piss me off already.
I knew that Gemini was strict with time management.
He made that clear the other day, and Gianna warned me about it again yesterday morning.
I made sure that I packed yesterday, did laundry, and had everything ready to go, so that when he came over this morning, I wouldn’t have to slow him down in any kind of way.
I was up super early this morning, giving myself enough time to shower, get dressed, and have my bags loaded up.
I did all of that, and he still came over here with something to complain about.
“Gemini, please. Ya’ll haven’t even made it out of Florida yet.
Can you please just get her bags, and take them to the truck?
Amina did everything that you told her to do.
She started packing yesterday, she was up early this morning so that she could be on time for you.
Please just get her damn bags,” Gianna responded, so I didn’t have to do.
Gemini didn’t give a response this time.
He finally let someone else have the last word, outside of him.
He just hiked up his joggers just a little bit because they had been hanging off his waist a little, and he went over to my bags.
I had my oversized Louis Vuitton bag, my carry- on size, and my duffle bag.
He was able to manage holding onto all of them, while the only thing that I grabbed was my purse.
Gemini walked out of the room first, Gianna followed him, and I was last. I took one last look at this bedroom, hoping that when I came back in two months, that I wouldn’t be this broken person that I was right now.
Before walking out of the front door, I placed the coffee mug in the sink. After that, I made my way outside.
Stepping outside, I could see that Gemini had already started loading my bags in the truck.
Now that I was out here, I had a better look at the truck, and this thing looked even bigger in person.
It was massive. One of the side storage compartments beneath the trailer was wide open, as Gemini lifted the heaviest suitcase that I had, placing it inside first. I remember struggling to stand that suitcase up, and wheel it over to the corner of the room.
Gemini didn’t have that same struggle though.
He lifted it like it weighed nothing. Once that was in, he went for my smaller suitcase, and then my duffle.
Now that the bags were loaded, he placed his eyes on me.
“You made sure you have everything? I would hate to have to swing back over here,” he stated.
“Yeah. I have everything,” I assured him.
That’s when he shut the door, and he dusted off his hands.
I watched him as he pulled Gianna into him for a hug.
You could tell that his sister was his soft spot.
He loved Gianna so beautifully. It was the way he kissed her forehead, letting her know that he loved her, and assuring her that he would keep her updated on the things that were happening on the road.
I knew that Gianna often feared for her brother being on the road for so long, and how much she would miss him.
It was obvious in how tight she was holding onto him.
Almost as if she didn’t want to let him go.
She eventually did though and made her way over to me.
We wrapped our arms around each other, and just like with everything else, I stood here, fighting back tears.
I felt the struggle of knowing that I was supposed to be basking in celebrating one month of marriage.
Instead, I was getting ready to get on the road with a man that was only doing this to make his sister happy.
As sad as I was, I didn’t want to shed anymore tears.
At least, not for the rest of the morning.
Gianna eventually pulled away from me, and she looked me in my eyes.
“Remember what I told you, Mina. Leave it all here. Leave the mess here. Don’t take it with you on the road. The purpose of this trip for my brother is work. The purpose of this trip for you is therapy. I love you girl,” she let me know.
I knew she loved me. If Gianna never told me again that she loved me, I would still know. The way this girl has been there for me these past few weeks, dealing with me, and all my emotions, the love that she had for me was evident.
“I love you more,” I let her know, and that was that.
Gemini already had the passenger door open for me. He was standing right there by it, as if he was waiting for me to come over, so that we could finally hit the road.
“Remember what I told ya’ll. Please be nice to each other,” Gianna said from behind me. I turned around to look at her, so that I could give her a small smile.
Gemini reached for my hand because the step up for me to get inside of the truck was pretty high up.
He could have been an asshole and allowed me to go up the steps on my own, but he didn’t do that.
I could have been an asshole as well, choosing to ignore the gesture, and walk up the steps without his assistance, but I didn’t do that either.
Instead, I reached my hand out, got a hold of his, and I stepped onto the first step.
There was a second step that I went for next, and after that one, I was officially on the truck.
I wasn’t sure what I should do with my purse, so I chose to sit it down by my feet.
I looked out, where Gianna was still standing in the driveway, and I waved my hand at her.
She waved back, smiling at me, and blowing me a kiss.
I did the same thing to her, and Gemini closed the door.
I used this time to look around. Like I said, the only experience that I had with 18-wheeler trucks was seeing them on the road.
Most of the time, they looked old. So old that I already had my predictions of what the inside of one might look like.
I expected to get in here and it would look like the inside of a truck that came out in the 90’s.
Then again, I had to remember that Gianna told me that Gemini treated this truck as if it was his home, so looking around, and seeing everything around me, I guess it wasn’t that surprising.
The dashboard stretched across the front of the cockpit, looking like something inside of a luxury vehicle. Because there were multiple screens on the dashboard, it gave the inside of the truck somewhat of a glow.
Even the seat that I was sitting in was nice.
It was made of leather. I looked up, paying attention to the ceiling.
It was high up. Higher than I expected. Even the way I was sitting was high off the ground.
I knew that I still had a little bit of time before Gemini got inside, so I twisted in my seat a little bit, just so I could turn around, and see what was behind me.
There were black curtains. I didn’t want to come off as nosy, but I was curious to see what was behind me.
Quickly, I placed my hands on one of the curtains, pulled it back, and when I saw what was back there, my jaw literally dropped.
This looked as if it was his living quarters.
Like, his entire life was back there. I saw two bunk beds, cabinets, a refrigerator, microwave, even a flat screen TV.
It reminded me of a luxury RV. As nice as it was, I hoped that the plan wasn’t to sleep back there overnight.
I doubt it, right? Gianna would have told me that, right? Gemini would have even said that to me.