Antwon stared wide eyed into his best friends lifeless eyes as blood poured from his mouth. So many emotions came over him as memories of them as kids til this moment flashed in his mind. "Shad! Wake up man wake up!" Eric cried holding onto Rashads lifeless body.
Antwon's eyes couldn't look away from his bestfriend seeing nothing but blood.. blood.. blood!"
"Rashad!" "Rashad!" Antwon yelled jumping up from his sleep, sitting up in bed, his body drenched in sweat.
"Yo Ant, you good?" Tyren asked walking into his room.
Tyren could see the fear in Ant's eyes as he stared at his brother.
"Hey. What's going on, what's all the commotion?" Andre asked walking into the room pulling the belt of his robe closed.
"I don't know, I heard Ant yelling somebody's name so I came in to check on him."
Andre eyes looked from Tyren to a terrified Antwon. "Hey son, what's wrong?" He asked placing his large hand onto Ant's shoulder sitting on the bed next to him.
Tyren made his way toward Antwon's computer chair.
"N-Nothing it's nothing." Ant answered, shaking his head.
"It's something son, what's going on? Bad dream?"
Nodding his head the tears that he fought so hard to hold in fell. It had been weeks since Rashad funeral and he hadn't cried or showed any emotion until now.
Antwon always thought it made him look soft or weak when he cried he hated crying, especially in front of others.
"Son, what's going on tell me." Andre asked pulling him into an embrace.
Silence fell in the room as Antwon silently sobbed. "Let it out." Andre coached.
"You alright?" He asked as Antwon got himself together.
Sniffling he nodded his head. "Yeah, I'm good sorry about that."
"Don't be sorry, it's alright to cry."
"Yeah man we all play like were strong but we gotta cry sometimes..were human we have emotions." Tyren nodded.
"Ty go get him a bottle water please."
"Aight." Tyren nodded walking out of the bedroom
"Hey, you wanna talk about the dream?"
No matter what happened he could always picture Rashad body laying in a pool of his own blood. He missed his friend, his missed Eric and he missed his mother.. but like Eric said there wasn't nothing back home for him.
"Here." Tyren said handing Antwon the cold bottle
of water.
"Thanks."
"Mhm."
Popping the cap he placed his lips on the top allowing the cool liquid to quench his thirst.
"Do you wanna talk about it?" Andre asked again.
"The same day you came to get me I lost my best friend, he had gotten shot at this house party we went to."
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ChickLitAntwon Is your average teen whose learning about himself and who he is as he's turning into a man. He's rebellious and doesnt care about much beside himself. But that all changes when he has to move with his father and leave a life of rags to a lif...
