“You don’t have to go.” Faith Ward says looking at mocha skinned woman with dark brown hair that was pulled back in a long ponytail busy packing the last of her clothes in a large cream colored suitcase.
Keesha Ward stopped packing for a minute to look at the caramel skin woman with shoulder length hair and light brown eyes. She was standing the middle of the room with her arms crossed staring at her. “I have to go. There is nothing here for me.”
“So what are you going to do in Port Charles?” Faith asked sarcastically.
“I don’t know; probably open the Ward house back up. I’ll figure that out when I get there.” Keesha says as she went back to packing the rest of her belongings.
“I don’t like this at all Keesha. I don’t want you moving back there especially in Justus’ old apartment. I don’t like the fact that you will be living between the two men that were responsible for the death of my brother, your cousin” Faith put emphasis on my brother your cousin.
“Don’t start with this again Faith. It was inherited to me and I’m not going to let it go. Besides it’s not like I have anything holding me here.” Keesha zipped her last suitcase and put in on the floor with the other luggage. “Plus, Justus was a grown man. He made the decision to get involve in that lifestyle.”
“I just don’t want you making the same mistake Justus did.” Faith says.
Keesha walked over to her cousin. “Nothing is going to happen to me. Stop worrying. You are sounding more like my mom than my cousin.” Keesha says jokingly, “I’ll be fine.” She gave her cousin as reassuring smile before hugging her. “Now, are you going to help me load this stuff in my car or do I have to do it myself?” Keesha says after the hug ended.
It had been three years since Justus’ murder. It took a long time for Keesha to come to grips with Justus’ untimely death. Immediately after finding out, Keesha blamed Sonny, then Jason, and then she blamed herself. It took two years for her to understand that Justus choose that lifestyle as well as the consequences that came with it.
She left Port Charles ten years ago to take care of her dad who had been ill. She had intended to only stay several months. Things changed when Justus told her that AJ Quartermaine, her boyfriend at the time, married Carly, his baby mother, two months later. After the death of her father, she moved to New York City to stay with her cousin Faith and enrolled at NYU where she graduated with BSW (Bachelor of Social Work) and later a MSW (Masters of Social work). After receiving her MSW she began working as at a local hospital as a clinical social worker.
“Well that’s it.” Keesha says as she closed the trunk of her black 2007 Lexus Coop.
“Yeah, this is it.” Faith says sadly as her eyes starting to tear up.
“Stop it; you are going to make me cry. I want you to be happy for me.” Keesha says trying to cheer Faith up but knew it was going to be impossible by looking at Faith teary dark brown eyes. Keesha hugged Faith one last time before getting into her car.
Once she got into the car turned on the car and rolled down the window. Faith was standing in front of the car. “I’ll car you when I get to the apartment. I love you Faith,” Keesha says out the window. She then backed out of the driveway and unto the road that would take her to Port Charles.
