Streetlife

40 - Friends Visiting

STEF POV

As I kiss my brothers forehead and let him rest I am relieved he was healing and would be released on Friday when Michael and I would take him to rehab. It still didn't sit right with me that he was paying for literally everything and that I still didn't have a cent to my name, minus the money he had given me last week which I had stashed in my bag and kept close to me all this time. It was the largest amount of money I had ever seen and I had no clue when I'd see that much again.

Michael had been so kind the last few days as I gently stroke my brother's cheek wondering how he felt about his life. If he felt it was ok, if he actually wanted help and why he was so scared of Micheal. I wanted to talk to him in depth about those street hormones and I was hoping to do it when he was out of rehab and we were at our new place, which I was hoping I could pay for as soon as fucking possible. And maybe my brother could get a different job?

Leaving his room I look at my watch and see it's already 1 PM, and I was rather tired and somewhat fried and needed a real bed. That chair was killing me as I close his door behind me and see Micheal in the chair outside Frank's room with his eyes closed. I wasn't sure if he had gone home for he had the same clothes on as well as I take a seat beside him and kiss his cheek. He moves slightly and opens his eyes to smile at me, one that I return.

"Hi." I whisper as he rubs his eyes and gently grabs my hand.

"Thought I was dreaming just now." He laughs as I look at him perplexed. "Seeing your beautiful face when I first wake up."

"Silly." I tease as he smiles again.

"You know you really need to get some rest, sweetheart. When's the last time you showered?"  I turn to look at him and laugh for he's right, I haven't showered in two days.

"I guess I smell huh?"

"No," He laughs. " It's just important to take care of yourself. Listen, why don't you head to my motel to shower?"

"I don't have any of my clothes there. My stuff is all over the place. Half of it is at my brothers and other half at his friend, Julius. You know, I'm sure they would want to know how he is. Maybe I'll stop there and just let them know, even if that cunt is there."

"Ah don't let people get to you, sweetheart. I mean I love your fiery temper, I do, but save it for, you know, for the people that might really need it," he winks as I laugh.

"She needs it. She needs my foot up her ass." I say as he shakes his head laughing. "She works for you, huh?" I pry as he looks back at me.

"Why do you ask that?" He asks as he tilts his head to the side.

"Because I asked you the other day and you didn't answer. Well, I asked if you knew them." I pry again as he slyly laughs and gives me the answer I need.

"Ahh you just said it all. So that's what they do. About time I got some answers," I fold my arms as I shake my head.

"I didn't say anything, sweetheart."

"Huh, huh. Whatever I don't judge. But, I think I will shower. And ummm I don't want you to feel you need to babysit. I mean I'm sure you have things to do."

"I don't feel that way at all. I'll be here and you have nothing to be afraid of, honey. Go shower take a nap as well. I want you do know I'd never hurt your brother. And I don't know why he's scared of me. I may have raised my voice a few times when he was low on money but, well his drug problem made me angry. But not to a point I'd hurt him. But he's in good hands. I will make up for my wrong doing." He leans in and whispers as I smell his faint aftershave which damm near drives me insane for it smells so good. "I promise."