"I told you to go to the hospital." Lennox said to Brandon.
Brandon suffered a concussion, a broken nose, and dehydration. The medical staff decided to keep him for a couple of days for evaluation due to his concussion to make sure it wasn't too serious.
"Well, I'm here now." Brandon replied.
"Did they ask what happened to you?" Lennox asked.
"They asked me if I needed the authorities, and I told them no." Brandon said.
Lennox scoffed. "You should've said yes and press charges against Jaxon. This could've ended badly."
"Really, Lennox?" Brandon questioned.
"Yes, really." She retorted.
Brandon shook his head. "Listen, this is my karma. If I had a little sister and her man put his hands on her, I would've beat his ass too. I don't blame your family for hating me because what I did and the way I acted was fucked up. I understand that you are upset with your dad for airing out what happened and with Jaxon for completely messing up the gender reveal, but they were just being protective of you. Besides, you could tell Jaxon was remorseful because he told me that he was coming over to apologize—plus, he potentially saved my life and offered to help me pay my hospital bills. I think they suffered the silent treatment long enough."
Lennox rolled her eyes as she realized that Brandon was right. It was just the Capricorn in her not allowing her to let things go.
Brandon placed a hand on Lennox's five month belly and rubbed it, catching her attention. "I'm not mad at anyone and I'm not pressing charges against Jaxon. Talk to them, okay?"
"Alright, I'll talk to them." Lennox mumbled as she rolled her eyes again. She still thought Brandon should've pressed charges and if she could then she would take things in her own hands.
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"Taylor, what the fuck are you doing?" Karis asked, making Killian and Raya crack up. They were having a couples night and were currently playing a game of charades, which Karis and Taylor were losing terribly in.
"Do I need to call 9-1-1?" Raya laughed.
Taylor sucked his teeth. "I'm trying my best! I'm still a little paralyzed—damn!"
"Lord give us strength." Karis mumbled. "Let's play something else."
Taylor sat down on the couch feeling defeated. The front door opened and closed, announcing Lennox and Heather's entrance who joined them in the living room.
"Hey, what y'all doing?" Heather asked as she greeted each of them with hugs and kisses on the cheeks.
"We attempted to play charades, but that wasn't going too well hence the look on Taylor's face." Karis replied.
"Aww, poor baby." Heather said as she rubbed his face.
"How's Brandon?" Killian asked Lennox.
"He's fine. They want to run a few tests before releasing him." Lennox told him. "I'm gonna talk to daddy and Jax tomorrow."
"Oh, mama spoke some sense into you?" Killian teased.
Lennox rolled her eyes. "No, it was Brandon."
All of a sudden, Karis' front door swung open and Jaxon stormed into the house. "Damn, how many of y'all have a key?" Karis asked.
"So you wanted me to go to jail?!" Jaxon yelled in Lennox's face.
"Whoa." Killian said as he stood up and got in between his younger siblings. "This is your little sister and she's pregnant—you gotta chill."
"What is going on?" Heather chimed in as she pulled Jaxon closer to her.
