𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘

TRAUMA PT. 1

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Kenton and Kamron were currently in the kitchen arguing about the last hot pocket.

"Bro you ain't want this shit in 3 weeks, now all of a sudden when I want it you wanna get it. Get the fuck up out my face!"

"No, I told you I wanted this hot pocket- I don't give two FUCKS what you want." Ken cut her off giving her the meanest mug.

"What the hell is going on? Why y'all fussing now?" Lele came downstairs.

"She wanted the last hot pocket after I told her I wanted it."

"It ain't that serious. It's a damn hot pocket." Lele looked confused.

"Y'all need sibling therapy or something, ain't no way we should be hearing y'all arguing and bickering the whole damn day." Malik complained coming downstairs.

"Maybe they get it from us." Lele mumbled to him.

"I mean we do argue. But afterwards we talk it out, apologize, then fuc- SHHHH!" Lele cut him off laughing.

Ken threw the hot pocket at Kamron before going upstairs to his room and slamming the door.

He didn't feel like arguing with her or being in her presence another minute.

"Is this nigga slamming doors?" Lele looked at Malik.

"Baby let him cool off, no need to be loud and ghetto." He sighed.

"I feel as though that was racially motivated, apologize peasant." Lele playfully sniffed.

"I'm sorry my black, chocolate, African queen."

"..get out."

"You said apologize!" Malik laughed following her upstairs.

Meanwhile, Ken was in his room trying to calm his self down.

He didn't like arguing with his sister, he actually wanted to be close to her. Like most twins were, but they just didn't have that bond.

And after a specific day, he knew they were never gonna be close.

Flashback;

"Okay, make sure y'all behave. Imma be back in a couple hours." Lele said to her 7 year old twins.

"Okay mommy!" They responded in union.

"Hey Kenton, hey Kamron!" Kenzie, Kamron's friend exclaimed.

"Hey Kenzie, you got your barbies ready?"

"Yup! Kenton you wanna play?" She asked.

"No don't let him play, he broke my tablet this morning." Kamron mugged.

"I don't wanna play no stupid barbies anyways." He shrugged sitting on the couch.

Kamron and Kenzie went to the playroom when her father came out of his room.

Ken had never seen this man a day in his life, so he wondered who he was.

"I overheard you and Kenzie, since you don't wanna play barbie dolls I got some spider-man action figures and super mario brother's! You wanna see?" Kenzie's father smiled at Ken.

"I don't know you." Kenton mumbled.

"Oh i'm sorry sport, my name is Jerome. I'm Kenzie's father." He raised his hand out and Ken slowly shook it.

"So how about those spider-man action figures?"

Ken smiled at the man, happy about getting to play with boy toys and got up following Jerome.

Kamron saw her brother going upstairs with Kenzie's dad but thought nothing of it and continued playing.

Kenton and Jerome arrived at his room and Jerome closed the door behind him, before locking it.

"Where's the toys? And the super mario brother's?" Poor Kenton asked, confused.

Jerome walks over to him with a smirk and says "You'll get them later but first you have to do something for me..."

Later, Kameron and Kenzie hears crying. Kenzie forms a worried look, "I think you need to get your brother."

Still mad from when he broke her tablet, she shrugged her shoulders.

"Who cares, he's okay. Now where did you put the pink glitter heels?"

Kenzie shook her head already knowing what was going on.

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After finally getting home, Lele had no idea what was wrong with Kenton, he was quiet (which wasn't like him at all), distant, and most of all, scared.

Kamron had no idea what was wrong with him, she didn't really care since he broke her stuff.

Speed walking to his room, he shut the door before anyone could speak to him.

"Cuzzie!" Tari beamed, sitting on his bean bag chair.

Her smile instantly went away sensing something was wrong with her best friend.

"Barbie what's wrong?" She asked.

He broke down in tears hearing that question, and she quickly got up to catch him before he fell.

"It's okay barbie. Just tell me what's wrong."

"I don't wanna." He cried.

"O-okay."

She sat there, comforting him, not sure what for, but she knew he needed her the most at that time.

Flashback over;

That day was the worst day for him. The trauma, the pain, and the fact his own sister didn't suspect anything or do anything when she heard him crying in the next room.

Ken laid in his bed, crying. Feeling disgusted with his self to this day, how could he be so gullible?

He didn't and couldn't forgive himself.

And he had a horrible way of coping with it, forcing his self to forget it ever happened and erasing the memory from his mind.

he couldn't run away from it though, the trauma was too strong to let go and bury.

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welpppp that's part 1 of this situation, now y'all know why they ain't that close🙂

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anyways, #can'twaitformybday🙄

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