Chapter 1
I'm standing here looking in the mirror saying damn to myself... R. Kelly "Woman's Fed Up"
"Didn't I tell you to back the fuck up off of me Casey?" Everton yelled to the top of his lungs with fiery and disbelief.
"Everton I can explain why I did what I did, please give me a chance to speak!" Casey yelled back in defense as she wrapped the baby blue sheet on the king size bed around her bare body.
"Man I'm fuckin' sorry." Warren said with not a sound of sincerity in his brass tone voice coming into Everton and Casey's argument like he was just an innocent by-stander.
"I don't know what the hell I done walk into?" Everton said, loudly even though he was clearly thinking to himself.
"I come home and walk into my crib thinking my ole lady in the bitch cooking me a meal or some shit, and she in my crib fucking my step-brother in our mutha fuckin' bed!" Everton shouted with anger in his tone as he balled his hands into fists.
"I said I can expla... " Casey was about to finish with a smirk beginning to form on her face before Everton came closer and clutched her by her jaw.
"What the fuck you gotta say now? Huh? You think you can have this dick and suck and fuck his too?" Everton said sternly as he began to tightly squeeze Casey's jaw with strong force.
Warren couldn't stand to see any women get hurt not to mention a man putting his hands on a women in front of his eyes. His heart was filled with pain to see the women he loved getting man handled by his bitch-as-step-brother. Casey's dark brown almond shaped eyes began to spill tears as her face began to swell and slowly turn a bright red. Warren began to pull up his Levi dark washed blue jeans and buckle his belt on the opposite side of one of the the room.
"Please let me go!" Casey pleaded between her teeth with fear in voice and eyes filled with terror.
After 6 years of being with Everton it took her only eight months into their relationship to realize his demanding and abusive ways; that were hidden behind his so-called love that he claimed he had for her. Casey's heart raced whenever she witnesses the anger of her boyfriend take over him. It was not her fault that she decided to stay. After all they had a five year old son together named Cavon, and he was the only good that was shared between them. When Casey found out she was pregnant at 19 years old she found life worth living again. She never had a relationship with her biological mother, and never took time to even utter the sentence, "Where's my father?" Casey was drilled a a young age by her older sister Talisha the rights and the wrongs, They both was raised by their grandmother who was a don't ask because I damn sho' won't tell person.
Their grandmother raised them since they both were infants, and when they was old enough to learn about the ropes she never went a day without telling them both to never depend on no man to create their happiness. Their grandmother's government name was Jane Damton, but she went by the name of Mama Jiggles. Just the scene that was going on in Casey's bedroom right now would be enough to make her grandmother pissed. Casey snapped out of her thoughts and closed her eyes tightly preparing herself for the brutal punches she thought that would endure from Everton.
Everton was so focused on hurting Casey that he kept his back turned on his step-brother Warren the entire time. Warren slowly walked across the plush chocolate carpet that cover the entire floor in the bed room.
"Nigga, if you don't put her down I'ma fuck you up before your son get back here from pre-school with Talisha." Warren said now directly in Everton's left ear.
"So you think you playing daddy to my fuckin son, since you know about his where abouts in shit?" Everton smirked as if Warren could see his facial reaction through Casey's now re-opened eyes.
Warren punched Everton with all his might with his right fist right in the back of his head which cases Everton to drop Casey and stumble into the wall he held her against before. Before Everton could fully gather himself together Warren kicked him repeatedly in his back with his all black Converse on his feet; feeling every kick he severed him in his toes. "Get the fuck up muthafucka do something with yo' pussy ass!" Warren yelled as signaled Casey to leave the room.
Everton loved a challenge and did not felt the least bit of defeated from being kicked by his step-brother in the back and on the sides of his body, because he was still a coward in his book. Casey quickly grabbed her clothes off the floor and raced out of the room into the hallway of the two bedroom apartment without closing the door. Warren decided to give his step-brother a moment to gather himself to see where his hands was, since the last time they fought was 4 years ago when they was in high school. Warren and Everton never really was close as what to other people would perceive for them to be. Everon of-course was the cocky, arrogant, and selfish one of his two half brother and sister siblings.
He always had to be the center of attention and seemed to always never go a day without getting his dick wet. Warren on the other hand was very down-to-earth and laid back. While his brother was the captain of his high school basket ball team and female magnet, he was what many people at his high school would label as a band nerd. His life during that time revolved around being the percussion caption of the drum line on his band. So they never really had scuffles or even fights since they always was preoccupied with where they heart once was during that time.
"Come on nigga one good swing before I whoop yo' ass right here." Warren said, as he put up his set to his face ready for Everton's hands to swing.
"Alight, I'm up and ready nigga! Try that dumb bitch shit and kick me in my back now nigga!" Everton raged preparing mentally to swing and shoot Warren in his foot for fucking with him.
"Ya'll need to take this bull shit somewhere else cause my baby about to be home any minute now!" Casey requested while standing in the doorway with a red and black stripped horizontal maxi dress she bought from TJ Maxx that flaunted her curves.
Little did Casey knew at the time, both of the brothers were serious and physically wanted to teach each other a life threatening lesson that they would never forget.
"Fuck that!" Everton jotted as he took two steps forward swinging for Warren's face. Everton started to get the best of Warren easily. He punched Warren into the dresser that was in the opposite corner of the room and decided to pull his gun out, the moment he stumbled into it.
"Yeah, nigga who is the coward now huh nigga?" Everton boasted as he quickly pulled his out his all matte black Beretta 92fs from the back of his over sized Fossil dark washed jeans.
"Really, dude you calling me a coward and you the one who pulling a gun out on me." Warren admitted as he gathered himself as well as his thoughts from fighting his step-brother.
"Stop it, Everton!" Casey screamed from the hallway while forcing herself mentally to not run into the drama that was becoming out of hand.
"Shut the fuck up before I....." Everton yelled back at her in the hall way before finishing his sentence, since he heard his son's voice pierce his heart and his actions.
"Mama and daddy guess what I got!" Cavon yelled as he raced down the hall way excited to showcase his candy that he got from his Aun't Talisha for doing good in school.
"Go head and show your son what kind of man you really is nigga!" Warren mumbled between his busted chapped lips.
"Come on baby lets go in the kitchen and you can show me there." Casey said smiling from ear to ear as she tried to close the bed room door without causing any attention to what was going on inside.
"Daddy in there mama? I wanta show him what I got too!" Cavon said excited to see his father face, since he have not seen him almost all week.
"No baby! Daddy busy handling some business with uncle Warren." Casey said as she tried to pick Cavon up off the floor and carry him into the kitchen, but before she could get a good grip of his money green Adidas track jacket, he burst into the bedroom to see his daddy.
"Daddddy!" Cavon screamed as he pushed the door open and raced to see his father.
Everton didn't know how to react. Before he could put his gun in his back pocket shit escalated right before his son's innocent eyes. Warren rushed Everton across the bed in the middle of the room. He begun to punch Everton violently in his chest and face, which caused Everton's nose to buss and mouth to bleed heavily as he tried to fight back.
"Uncle stop! Get off my daddddy! Cavon screamed and cried as he tried to punch Warren in his back to help his father in his defense. He then forgot all about the candy that he had in his backpack to show his father.
"Cavonnnnn! Get away from them!" Casey yelled as she raced into the room to grab Cavon and take him out of harms way.
Everton was struggling to grab his gun that flew out of his hand, since he was pinned to the bed and Warren was on top of him beating him in his face mercilessly.
"Get off of me mama! Don't touch me!" Cavon screamed wildly as he felt his mother tug on his jacket.
Warren had paid not a bit of attention to Everton's right hand that had finally gotten a grip of his Beretta. "Get the fuck off of me!" Everton demanded while yelling at the top of his lungs holding tightly to the trigger. Warren quickly backed off top of him, but before he could get a word out in defense Cavon jumped onto the bed an ear-piercing gunshot fired through his son's body.
"What the fuck did you just do?" Warren yelled as he quickly picked up Cavon's innocent body off the edge of the bed into his arms.
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