Brotherly Love

LEO(12)

As time went by, We started to really get Close with Ms.Angelina.

I sat back and Admired the paintings on Her wall.
"Do you like them?"
"Excuse me?" I said being caught off guard by her question
"Do you like them? The paintings?" She spoke with a little laughter
"Of yes, of course. It's very fine art. The details are very expertise. I can tell they use Pastels on that one" I spoke, referring to A Large painting of a Pink Lotus flower that were Floating in a Lake and surrounded by clouds and colors
"You really know your stuff"
"Look closely at the painting"
She starred at me for short while and stood up to look at it.
"It looked the same from where I was sitting" she said with a bit of humor
I chuckled and responded with "read the Signature"
She squinted her eyes and stood with a shocked expression. She shook her head in disbelief and quickly walked over to the coffee table where her glasses were sitting. She grabbed them and hurriedly rushed back over the painting and read the Signature out loud "L.L"
I nodded and smiled at her.
"No way" she said with a grin
"This is your painting"
"Yes ma'am"
"But how?" She asked taking a seat back of her sofa
"Well, I told you how My wife Was rich right?" I asked
She nodded in approval
"Well" I continued "Not only was she rich, but she had connects. I didn't like when she did stuff like that for me though. She always wanted to buy me expensive gifts or always wanted me to get with her rich family or their friends but I never agreed to it. A couple years back for our anniversary, she took me to a place called 'Blacktry'" Angelina looked at me with a weird expression but I continued anyways "i had never herd of it until that night but I was willing to follow that women Anywhere. It was a nice little spot downtown and many didn't know about it. A lot of poetry goes on there and I was all for it. I watched as a fair of Amateurs took their fair share of turns on the stage. Each person showing off their personalities and letting us into their world. We waited for the next person the come on stage but something was holding her back. Finally, we watched as she entered and walked straight to the Mic nervously. She asked if there were any Artist in the room and if the would kindly paint for her. She even offered to buy the painting. Me being me I just sat back and waited for a volunteer. She nervously went to exit the stage but my wife's hand quickly rose up. She quickly yelled wait.
The entire crowd grew quiet and looked at her including me" I laughed at myself because my wife truly did have her way with me. I snapped out of my thoughts and continued the story

Flashback
"Wait" Rose quickly stood up
The crowd grew quiet and starred at her, waiting for her next words. The women on stage look at her with desperation on her face. Before Rose could continue, the Women was making her way back to the microphone
"Are you an artist?" She asked
"No, my husband is" Rose spoke smiling at me
I looked over at her with a what the hell are you doing? Expression. She just smirked and made her way to the other side of the table (where I was sitting)
"My husbands a little shy, she can everyone please show some love and clap for him?" She said, pulling me up from out my chair by my arm.
I threw a fake smile on my face as everyone cheered and attempted to make me feel "better"
As I was making way up the stairs to the stage I was whispering to her
"Why are you doing this?"
"Why not? Honey, you are talented and I think it's time to put your talents to some good use. You say you hate it when I spend my money on you, so go make some money for us. Mama needs a new purse" she said while laughing
I joined the laughter, forgetting what she was getting me into
I walked on stage and greeting the women.
"Thank you for helping me out. The is my first Show"
"It's no problem" I spoke while shaking her hand "mines too"
She nodded and showed me to my seat. There was already a bar stool and a Canvas waiting on me. Next to it was a little table with art supplies.
I looked through them and admired how she actually had the good kind and not the cheap kind I was use to. She walked over to her mic and smiled as everyone cheered us on and then grew quiet. Out came another man and sat on a bar stool similar to the one I was sitting on. He had a guitar in his hand and waited on his cue to start.
"How's everyone doing tonight?" The women spoke in a soothing voice as everyone responded "good" in the same matching tone
"This one is called Like The Lotus"
I smiled because Seemed like I could never get away from lotus flowers no matter how hard I tried
The lights dimmed but just enough so that I could still see what I was drawing. As she started to speak, the guitar followed her voice in the background
"as the lotus floats, i am reminded of my mistakes and never should've walked down that alley. I knew you would be waiting on me with a storm to stop it's agony. Your clouds await and shudder in fear as my lotus floats and the end is near"
I tune in her words as I listen to each breathe she takes. After awhile I hear fingers snapping and realize it's over. I stepped back and took a look at my job and Mentally patted my self on the back. She thanked everyone and looked back at me
"Specially thank you to that young man Right there and his wife" she spoke pointing at us
I clapped and nodded my head at her
"My Name is Angelina Jolie and thankyou for listening To my Words today. Good night"