The tension seemed to take physical form as my dad drove us to whothefuckknows, but it seemed like everyone was pissed. I was pissed because this nigga really had the audacity to fly across the country and try to sneak me over some words... which if we're keeping it a stack were a hundred percent true. Zyn was fuckin niggas, that was an indisputable FACT, so what if I made a couple of jokes, we've said worse to each other and he needed to stop being so damn sensitive. I glanced over at Zyn who seemed disinterested in what was going around him, that shyt pissed me off even more because I knew Zyn.. better than anyone and I knew while on the outside he was calm, there must've been a Category 5 hurricane of rage. Then there was my dad, the fact that he made me and Zyn sit in the back was a testament to his anger. His silence kept me and Zyn silent because it was rare for him to be this upset and for him to be blasting Bone Thugs In Harmony... yeah it was best for both of us to just shut the fuck up. The drive gave me time to think, I had two girls pregnant... that's two kids on the way.... but what if they both had twins, then it would be four kids.... The thought made me sick to my stomach out of nothing but fear. We finally pulled up to someplace near the ocean and my dad got out of the car without a word I knew he wanted us to follow... We got out and waited because he brought us here so he needed to start the conversation.
"What the fuck is going on with y'all... there was a point when y'all couldn't be separated. I remember coming into the kitchen while were toddlers, Zach you were standing on Zyn's back... y'all were trying to steal some snacks in the middle of the night. I remember Zyn getting jumped in middle school... I don't think I've ever seen you that made Zach." My dad said tearing up. "What happened between Zyn switching schools and now... what changed?"
"I haven't changed, I'm still the same nigga I've always been... it's that nigga that switched up." Zyn said pointing towards me. My dad turned to me waiting for my response but I really didn't have anything to say...
"What do you have to say Zach?" My dad asked.
"Why are you asking me? I'm not the one who flew across the country to fight... I was chillin and he pulled up on me so maybe you should ask him what drove him to be so bitch made. Because if I'm being honest, that was a hoe move, then again I don't expect much from a hoe ass nigga....." I said smirking in Zyn's direction.
"This 'hoe ass nigga' just beat your ass so what does that make you? Zach you always do that shyt, throw a rock and hide your hand like I woke up this morning and decided, hmm let me go beat the fuck out of my twin brother... You know that's not what happened, I called you and tried to figure out what happened and you decided to be a fuck nigga." Zyn said.
"And you decided to fuck niggas..." I said chuckling until I saw the look on my dad's face, Zyn's anger seemed to melt into fear as he turned towards my dad and waited for his reaction. Fuck, now I felt guilty as fuck because Zyn looked like I stabbed him in the heart.
"Fuck you...." Zyn said starting to walk off but my dad stopped him and pulled him into a tight hug. To my surprise, Zyn started crying... like sobbing and with each loud heave I felt more and more ashamed of my actions. Though his anger and the fact that every vein in Zyn's arms was popping out told me how pissed was... but through the sobs I caught a few sentences from my dad.
"I love you.... nothing will ever change that... live in your truth.... I'm proud of you.... I love you." Just stuff like that until Zyn finally calmed down enough to wipe his face. "Zyn go wait by the car, I'll be over to talk to you in a second...." My dad said and Zyn nodded before walking off. "What the fuck was that?" My dad asked looking like he was about to punch me so hard I was going to go flying into the Atlantic.
"Personally, I think I did him a favor... now he can stop being so damn scary and actually live his rainbow life." I said smirking, I honestly couldn't tell y'all why I was still being a dick... it hurt me that I hurt my brother but... I don't know how to put my feelings into words or even thoughts.
