Chapter 20: Don't Hurt Yourself

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"I don't really wanna talk about it" I said. I prejudged the hell out of her and I hate being wrong. Its bad enough I'm already aware I'm an asshole and to be reminded that shit probably will never change is crazy.

"You getting soft? He asked.

"Pshh, fuck no but it got bad bro" I chuckled. "I got called all kinds of bitches. A narcissist, and asshole, then she threw the divorce in my face. Straight up disrespectful like I'm doing you a favor don't talk to me like you crazy" I said

Dreux laughed "Oh shit, not Josie. She's a sweetie pie" he said. I lifted my brow "A demon... she got me so fucked up" I said. "Nigga it was only a matter of time and all that shit she overheard. I'd be mad too" he said.

"We was just fucking around though. Obviously, I assumed she wasn't a hoe but shit Rudy was the one that made the topic funny-

"I mean what can you really do but that shit still lame bro. That's a woman G. Shit, I fucked around and said the most horrible thing I could ever say to Mia. Its no coming back" I said

"What you say? I asked.

"I told her she's an emotionless bitch and Jr don't deserve her as a mother and she don't deserve me"

"Damnnn"

"I know; I was just pissed. It's like... its deeper than me wanting to be with her. Its like I always check on her when she's sick. I do everything in my power to make sure she's comfortable but she don't ever think that maybe I don't like doing this shit either. She often feels alone and no one can understand what she's going through but she don't even try to understand what I'm going through"

"I feel you Bro, I know you got it. You've always been the one that had a way with your words. She'll come around" I said pulling lighting my cigarette.

"What else happened? He asked. I laughed "Nosey mothafucka" I added

"We just kept going at it. She was trying to leave and I was trying to prevent her from leaving because she practically was going to leave them there with me and that's not my responsibility... plus it was late... anyways- we go back in the house and she's trying to get her keys from me. Long story short, I threw her phone and keys. We argued some more, I said something wild and she smacked me" I explained

"You lying"

"Hell no, she smacked the shit out of me and I lost it and just hovered over her. then she started crying. It was too fucking much

"Y'all arguing like a couple" he laughed. "Surprised y'all didn't fuck-

"I ain't arguing with no woman I ain't fucking" I said

I was turned on to say the least but I just slept it off. I had my share of crazy fights and makeup sex after but I had no desire for any of that with her.

"You make me wanna get it on and poppin with Mia," he said. I chuckled "Good luck with that" I said. It grew silent for a minute I gravitated my attention back on my computer while he texted on his phone. I rested both of my hands on the desk.

"I'm sorry about our fight.... you know you my brother at the end of the day-

He shook his head "Nah, I'm sorry. You're my little brother and sometimes I think you can handle certain shit so I back off but I know every once in a while you need a little help. I don't mean to seem nonchalant when dad is going at you. Its just. I'm so immune to it, I'm just in my own world sometimes" he explained

"I feel you but a little output would help. I am sorry for belittling your position. Even though sometimes I feel like I'm doing everything we all play a position in this" I said

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