New Girl

Chapter 24

Isaiah's POV:

We just had sex and it was amazing. Usually the girls I fuck end up falling asleep but she still wants to know the damn story. Why does she want to know the story so bad? I ask myself as I sigh. I swore to myself that I would never tell anyone else this story but I trust Mari with my life. She looks so beautiful when she listens, not on no bozo alpha male shit either, but just she always looks so understanding and non-judgmental.

Her legs are crossed and she's leaning back on her hands. Shes wearing one of my shirts and I can't stop looking at her. I would do anything for her on god that's why I'm trying to keep her away from Meechie.

I don't want to share her and I don't want him fucking her either. If he hurts her I would have to kill him. I hit the blunt and hand it off but she refuses so I chief it. I close my eyes and let the memories flood back into my brain as I let out what seems to be the longest breath I've ever taken.

"Do you remember the story I told you about my uncle?" I start. She just nods her head. That was the first time we kissed. To think that it was almost a month ago is crazy. So much has happened it feels like I've known her for longer.

"That's only half the story. My story starts after he got clean feel me." I take another hit of the blunt and put it out. I don't want to get too high because I don't want to cry in front of her. I know if I did I would be in good hands but I don't show weakness to nobody.

"When I was 5 my dad walked out on my family, and I still don't fully understand why. My mom for the longest would lie to me and my sisters telling us it was because he had a job opportunity and we couldn't go with him but the whispers around the fam said it was because he joined a gang and wanted to protect us."

I scoff because he was a bitch regardless. It was a mixture between hurt and the abandonment issues I've been suppressing. What kind of a man walks out on his three kids and wife. "Too many different fucking stories and nobody knows the truth except him." I stare at her and she's listening intently. She's chewing on the inside of her cheek and her legs and hands are crossed in front of her. I smile as I continue.

"My mom took it the hardest because that was her forever love. All her kids were his and he was a great guy. But after a year or two of begging my grandma to tell her where my father was, my uncle decided to step in and be the man of the house. Him and my mom were close so he couldn't stand to see her in that predicament anymore."

He was my favorite uncle. I reminisce on the day he came to stay with us. He didn't have a family of his own because he burnt every bridge with every shawty he was with. He didn't want kids either so he adopted us.

I take a sip of water to clear my throat and continue "I was around 7 or 8 when I met Malachi. Me and Meech went to PS 41 together but when we went to middle school he moved to Canarsie and I stayed in Brownsville. We were best friends. Yusuke and Kuwabara, Gon and Killua, Goku and Krillin type shit."

I start spitting off best friends from anime to try and explain our relationship but she doesn't get it. I just laugh as her face becomes confused. "It doesn't matter anyway, just know that we were so close I called him my brother. Anything he needed I got and vice versa feel me." A little 'Oh' escaped as she nodded her head saying she understood.

I took a deep breath. "Even though we were in different schools the walk wasn't that long so we still ran the streets together. Doing stupid shit, playing ball, fighting, going to Coney Island during summer breaks. That was my main mans and we did everything together." I take a sip of water because I could feel my throat get dry. I'm not gonna lie I miss Meechie everyday. He was the brother I never got to have.