Fawn groaned a lil then slowly opened her eyes. She looked around the room observing her surrounding.
'I'm in Marcus' bed room.' She said finally coming to the realization
Her mouth started to water. She smelt something wonderful cooking downstairs.
"I know very well that Marcus can not cook. So who is doing the cooking?" Fawn said voicing her thoughts
She pulled herself up from the bed ignoring the pain that shot up my back. Fawn slipped on my house shoes and a robe that she had there.
She left Marcus room. Slowly and carefully made her way down the stairs then to the kitchen.
Juju was the one making breakfast while Marcus helped...some what
"Can I have waffle?" Marcus asked him
"No this is all for Keaira." He answered
'Who is Keaira?' Fawn thought
"Man she ain't gonna eat all of this." Marcus told Juju
Fawn cleared her throat. Juju and Marcus turned around and looked at her.
"Good morning baby." Marcus said giving Fawn a kiss on the forehead
"Morning." She replied back "Who's this?" Fawn asked referring to the stranger in the kitchen
She vaguely remember seeing him last night. The most she could remember was him cleaned up her bruises and tucked her into bed.
"This is my mentor and father figure Juju." Marcus said introducing him
"Nice to formally meet you Juju." Fawn said
"Call me Mario."
"Nice to meet you Mario."
Mario handed her a huge of food. Fawn said thank you and sat the table. Mario and Marcus sat down with me.
They starred at me as I silently ate
"Can you guys stop starring. Creepy much?" Fawn said forcing a small smile
They remained stone faced.
"Gee tough crowd." Fawn mumbled before biting into a piece of bacon
"So you ain't gonna tell us who fucked ya face up?" Marcus asked
She frowned remembering what happened last night
"I don't wanna talk about it." She mumbled
"You ain't got a damn chioce, you gonna say who did it!" Marcus said raising his vioce
He was not a very patient person. Especially in emergency situations.
"Marcus-"
"WHO PUT THERE FUCKING HANDS ON YOU?!" He yelled at me
"It was Michael! You got it out of me, happy now?"
"What happened?" Marcus asked in a cold voice
"M-michael came home last night. H-he was drunk and high, him and Amber got into an argument. I heard the sound of him hitting her....I-I ran downstairs and tried to help her. He started to beat on me....Amber push him off of me, and held him down. She told me to leave the house and that she'd be okay."
Marcus and Mario remained quit after hearing that.
"Marcus I have to go back-"
"Foe what?! Naw ya ass stayin' in this house."
"Amber needs help! I cant just-"
"You think last night was the first time that nigga put his hands on her? It's been happening and she's allowed it. Let her relieves she needs better."
"But Marcus-"
"Don't but Marcus me nothin'! Amber don't even like you like that. Why you trying to help her?."
Marcus didn't care if he came off as cold hearted. He wasn't gonna let Fawn's innocent ass go back to that house.
Fawn crossed her arms and poated childishly
"We should at least help her-"
"There is no we, in this. It's just you! Amber ain't none of my business, you my top priority. You are the reason Ima kill that nigga, not Amber."
"Marcus don't be irrational. There is no reason to go after Michael."
"WHAT?!" Juju and Marcus yelled at Fawn at the same time
"He put his hands on you. Whatcho you mean there's no reason?" Juju questioned Fawn
"I-I just don't want anyone else getting hurt." Fawn said quietly
She did not like the look Marcus and Juju were giving her. They looked like they were five seconds away from tag teaming her.
"I ain't even gonna lie to you and say I won't do anything. Ima beat that nigga's ass." Marcus said walking out of the kitchen
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Marcus came back into the house hours later. His shirt covered in sprinkles of Michael's blood and his fist cut and bleeding.
"You win?" Juju asked him
"Already know it." Marcus said sitting down
Juju smiled a lil bit.
"Where Fawn at?"
"She sleeping upstairs."
"You put the sleeping drops in her food?"
"Yeah she'll be out foe a good six hours. She should wake up when y'all get there."
"Thank you."
Juju just nodded.
He knew Keaira would be fine with Marcus.
He trust Marcus with his own damn life.
