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That was Nolan. My brother.
I was so bewildered. Why was he here? Why was he with them? Have they been planning something like this? Did he have drugs on him? Who told him we were here? I had so many questions.
I felt everyone's eyes land on me, but I kept my eyes on my older brother. Only on him. I shook my head in disbelief, not thinking this was real.
But sadly it was.
Did he join forces with Rafe and Barry to get payback on me? Was that why he was being so disrespectful toward me?
What the fuck was going on.
"Where the hell are you?" I heard Rafe whisper as Nolan walked towards him with a complexion of revenge.
"Where the hell is your sister, Nolan?" Rafe asked as we watched him shrug his shoulders. "My dad said she went to Charleston. I haven't seen her back. I hope she doesn't come back at all." Nolan snickered, making Rafe laugh with him.
Everyone's eyes were still on me, however, I couldn't take my eyes off the scene in front of me. What were they trying to do? Rafe had a gun. Kill us? Kidnap us?
Then, I heard a few glass beer bottles on the porch break and shatter. "Yo!" Barry yelled, storming out and shoving the porch door open.
"Anything?" Rafe asked.
"No, ain't shit in there, bro," Barry informed as I watched Nolan roll his brown eyes, and a frustrated look appeared on his face.
JJ looked back at me, concerned about me since he knew Barry wanted to mostly hurt me. But JJ of course wasn't going to let it happen.
"No? Nothing?" Nolan asked, throwing his hands up in the air. "No, nothing, Nolan," Barry replied, with an attitude.
"They were obviously just here, based on the smoke." Nolan pointed at the black smoke that flew out of the campfire. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Great observation, boy scout." Barry muttered, running his fingers through his black straight hair.
"What did little Miss princess Madalyn do to you, Nolan? Seems like revenge isn't the only thing you want. You want more." Rafe asked, playfully shoving my brother's shoulder.
"She thinks she's perfect. Everything about her." He simply answered as I shook my head because I would never have that type of mindset toward myself.
