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“I’m sorry Blythe, I should have protected you.”

“It’s okay Brayden. I don’t hate you. Just please don’t do this.”

“I have to!” His hand shook violently and cried out.

“Brayden, what the hell is going on? Put the gun down baby boy. Please.” My aunt moved slowly toward him.

“No, I fucked up. They paid me. I owed them, B. Fuck! I owed them. But it doesn’t matter. I should have protected you. Mom told me to always protect you.” He looked crazed as he swayed back and forth. His face covered in sweat, tears and snot.

“It’s okay. It’s fine. We can fix this.” I tried to reason. He shook his head no. Not listening to my words.

“I’m sorry.” Were his last words before he pulled the trigger.

My body jerked me from my sleep. I was covered in sweat and my chest hurt badly. This was the first time in years I dreamt about the day my brother committed suicide. It was a week after my rape that my brother finally decided he couldn’t take it anymore. The summer I will never forget.

Making my way to my kitchen I grabbed a glass of water and drank it in damn near one gulp. I needed to stop the pain in my chest and cool my body down. The dream was too vivid, like it happened yesterday. Why were my dreams back to haunt me.

Noticing the envelope on the counter I decided to finally open it. The last one I left in a pile at my front door with the rest of my mail. Something in me told me to open this one.

Bee Bee,

It’s been a long time, beautiful. I am finally home! You thought you could get rid of me. Not at all sweetheart. I’m coming for you my love and this time it won’t be so quick. I plan to take my time with you. See you real soon.

-Wylder

The letter slipped from my fingers. It was him. He was back and stalking me. He was in my Venin Room with Lloyd. And he’s coming for me.

Chapter Twenty-One

PHARAOH

“Dup nigga, shit!” I threw the ball in Chauncey’s direction as I spoke to Bradshaw and Bryson. I had the twins on my team. Chauncey, Cedric and some random was on the other team. We had been on the court for over an hour and they lost each game.

“Man fuck you. You bring yo A game one damn time and think yo ass is Jordan or some damn body.” Chauncey talked shit putting his hands on his knees. We were all winded and ready to call it quits.

“I got next!” Looking over at the gym door, Prosper was making his way into the gym. My blood boiled and my palms started to twitch. His ass must have thought shit was sweet.

My feet were moving before I could stop myself. I made it to the bleachers where he was taking his jacket off and putting his bag down. My fist connected with the side of his face before he registered what happened. We have been friends for years so I knew he wouldn’t just let me get my lick in and be done. His fist connected with my jaw, and it was a wrap from there. Blow after blow. He matched me jab for jab. I ate every punch. I couldn’t feel shit but rage. My brother, my best friend. He knew the fuckin rules. Sisters were off limits. He had an older sister I could have fucked years ago but I never took it there out of respect for him.

“Yo, what the fuck is going on.” Bradshaw yelled, they all jumped in pulling us apart.

“You gonna sneak me, pussy?” Prosper spit out blood and wiped at his busted lip with the back on his hand. I could feel blood leaking from my brow, but I was too pissed to give a fuck.

“I told yo ass I was fucking you up every time I see you. Bitch nigga!”

“What the fuck happened?” Chauncey asked, his arms raised keeping space between us.

“His bitch ass showed up at my house for my sister.”

“Who? Thea? Tell me he is lying P. You fuckin his sister?”

“Man, I ain’t fucked her. She reached out after the hiking shit we did. Said she needed help selling her crib. Shit just went from there. We started talking every day. Said she needed somebody to talk to about yo pops. I was a listening ear. The day I showed up at your peoples was the first time we were hanging out outside of being on the phone. I told her I had to talk to yo pops first before shit got serious. You were next on the list. I wasn’t trying to disrespect you. I love you like a blood brother. But can’t front and say I ain’t feeling Thea.” Exhaling I tried to calm down. I wanted to put his head through the concrete, but I loved his ass like a brother too.

“Pharaoh, man.” Bryson tried to chime in, and I held my hand up.

“My fuckin’ sister man, of all people.”

“Look, if you seriously don’t want us talking, I will leave her alone. I fuck with you heavy G. I ain’t gonna lose our friendship over pussy.”