Ghetto Harmony

Second Year

Kash
"Bro come on & help me finish hooking up this tv!" My brother Rahmel screams from the bedroom of his single dorm room. I definitely wasn't excited to be back at this school, while him on the other hand was hype as hell. Per usual, Rahmel worked his charm & ended up being able to get a single room by himself this semester, while I was stuck with having to room with some stranger.

"Nigga don't rush me! You would think a nigga who spins all day watching tv would know how to hook one up" this was our second year at Temple University in Philly. My brother & I are both born & raised in west philly (no pun intended) and we didn't want to be too far from home so we played it safe & went to a university in the city.

Rahmel & I are not blood siblings though. Our parents had him first 23 years ago and shortly after that, they came to the decision that they wanted to give him a sibling. It was our moms idea because she grew up an only child & often wished for a sibling to annoy when she was lonely & bored. Unfortunately while they were trying to conceive another sibling for my brother my mother started to have complications. They found out that she could no longer get pregnant for whatever reason & if she did manage to get pregnant, it would be a risky pregnancy.

After getting over that heartbreak, my mom still knew she wanted to give Rahmel a sibling so they got in contact with the adoption agency & that's where I come in at. Our parents never kept my adoption a secret from me like most dramatic movies that you see on BET, I've always known I wasn't biologically theirs but I never cared because they raised & loved me as if I was their blood related child. My brother was my heart & soul & I loved him but we were definitely two different people.

Rahmel is more flirtatious, outgoing, social & more of a risk taker. Now I'm not a nerd or anything but I'd much rather spend my time with about 2 or 3 close friends or be by myself rather than go to a party with 200 people like Rahmel. The only thing we did have in common was our temper & our love for music.

As I'm walking into his room I can see a mischievous grin go across my brothers face & I can already tell I won't like what he's thinking. "There's a open mic night tonight"

See. I knew I wouldn't like what he was about to say.

"Mel I don't think we're ready yet, I still think our music is missing something. I feel like we should try to perfect it more before we just start performing without even rehashing"

That statement made my brother roll his eyes in response.

"Nigga stop bitching all the time, we know all our songs word for word and they're good as hell. Yet, we're the only two in the world who's ever heard them"

My brother and I started writing and recording music together after we graduated high school. We've both always been great singers, so we decided to fool around one day & write a song. Then one song turned into two, two into three & so on. I know my brother is right, our music is great & im not even a shy person, I honestly would have no problem performing our music. What I am scared of is getting too popular. Scared of possibly making in the music industry. Scared that once that happens then all my dirty laundry will come out.

The fact that I'm gay...

Now I know you're probably thinking I'm being dramatic especially in this day in age where there are plenty of gay rappers & singers. However, me & Mel come from a family that doesn't accept anything besides straight. Which is why me & him are still in the closet. Yes, Mel is in the closet too. We actually found out about each other at the same time.

Flashback
I'm 13 in my room at 1:30 in the morning & can't sleep no matter how hard I try. So what better way to try & exhaust myself rather than to beat my dick? I grab my phone & go to the gay section of pornhub & start to type in my favorite pornstars. Castro Supreme & Tiger Tyson, man I swear the chemistry between those two is crazy! Also the fact that Castro was usually a top but letting tiger bend him over drove me crazy, I've never been so jealous of another man.

3 minutes into my video I can hear my door handle jiggling. As I'm panicking & trying to pull my underwear back up & throw the cover over my body, I end up swinging my phone on the floor. In an horrible attempt to try & grab it, I end up falling out my bed as well. Dick just swinging. I look up to see my brother Rahmel fall to his knees in laughter. I mean like he's dying of laughter & it's pissing me off.

"Nigga you in here tryna spank your monkey?!" He says as he continues to laugh.

I get up & pull my shorts back on & smack him on the head. "Man fuck you, stop acting like you don't do it too. Who the fuck spends 2 hours in the bathroom?"

He stopped laughing when I said that & straight faces me. "I'm in there for research purposes"

we both laugh when he says that but I notice that his laughter stops completely which makes me open my eyes & stare at him. Then I realize what made him stop laughing.

The video..the phone!

I hadn't realized the video was still playing from when I dropped my phone on the floor & I felt my heart hit my stomach. Knowing how badly our family talks about & makes fun of gay people, I could feel the tears build up in my eyes at the thought of my brother telling our parents what I was watching. He must've saw my facial expression & immediately ran towards me & wrapped me in a bro hug.

"It's cool lil bro I'm not judging you, it's cool to be curious. If it makes you feel any better, I think I like boys too sometimes" Although I was shocked by his confession, it honestly did make be feel better.

We spent the rest of that night telling each other when our curiosity started & I ended up finding out that he's actually bisexual whereas I knew for a fact I was straight up gay. We made a promise that this secret will always stay between us until the other person is ready to come out, which will probably never happen.

Present day
"Come on man let's just sign up! We'll never know what we need to work on if we don't at least put ourselves out there to see what we're lacking" Rahmel said.

I thought about it for a while & eventually gave in. "Ard nigga you ain't gotta beg. We'll go downstairs & sign up when we finish your tv & then go unpack the shit in my room"

This nigga starts doing his lil happy dance that he's been doing since we were kids. "Ight bet! Say nomore"