Forever Yours

Chapter 26: Marcus Mitchell

"What!" Kevin yelled as I sat him down on the couch to tell him about the plan, "Are you seriously fucking stupid?"

Predictable reaction from Kevin because Caleb and Harry did the same thing when we explained it to them. I think Harry broke the world record for the most cuss words ever in a paragraph, so Kevin was being mild as his skin went extremely pink.

"What possessed you guys to agree with this?" He yelled standing up and pacing, "I mean this shit is-is-is dangerous. All of you can get hurt!"

"We carefully ironed out everything with the police officers," I assured him standing up and stopping his frantic walking, "Other officers will be there if anything is to go down and Deonte is well prepared as well."

"Well prepared? The guy fucking sold you out to save his ass. What if he just went on a rampage and decided to kill off everybody one by one, huh?"

"Deonte says Corey is calculated. He likes to plan things out and Deonte has always helped him with that. He won't suspect a thing."

"Don't you hear yourself?" He asked pointing his finger to his ear, "Deonte is going to help put his brother in jail. The same Deonte that you warned me to stay away from when I got to the school. Where did all this trust for him come from?"

"Kevin please just- "

"No! I need you to really think about this!"

"And I have been thinking about this and if this can save my family's life then I'll put faith into anyone that is willing to help me!"

He took a hard breath staring at me. He was heated and hot tears ran their way down his face. I knew his concern ran deep. Just like everyone else that knows about the plan. It was obvious that there was no way I was turning back and he knew there was no way to talk me out of it. My usual advice throwing friend was stuck and he hated it.

"What does Evan think about this?" He asked not even making eye contact with me.

"He doesn't like it either," I answer honestly, "he is more worried about my mental state after if it doesn't work."

"As he should be! Could you really take it if something went wrong?"

I paused to gather my thoughts. If I was being truthful with myself, I would say no I wouldn't be. Evan knew and Kevin wasn't even going to pretend that it wasn't a possibility that I wasn't going to try something. I guess I paused for too long and he got the answer clearly.

"I promised Evan I wouldn't," I told him but it didn't seem to make him feel any better. I slowly walked toward my best friend as he bit his quivering lip. Before I could say anything, he pulled me into a hug. He gripped me tightly, not once taking time to realize that I was suffocating.

"Uhm...Kevin?" I stammered out, "I need to be alive."

"If I squeeze the life out of you right now, then you won't have to worry about this stupid plan," he slightly laughs. I smile too but this hug couldn't last forever. He pulled back from me slowly as he asked, "So it's happening tomorrow and you couldn't have told me this before?"

"They wanted to get it over as soon as possible," I told him, "The best Deonte could do was one week from the wedding."

"You had a week to tell me though," he cried wiping his face, "You knew how I would react!"

"Yes and get your dad to call in some troops or something."

"My dad works for the government in an office, not the FBI."

We share another bittersweet laugh as we sat down again. Everyone had been on edge all week and I didn't want to put my best friend through that considering he had his own life to think about. It was a blessing Corey didn't threaten his life and telling him late only saved him from thinking over it.