I NEED LOVE.

10

Kiari POV

You ran outside when you heard my brother cry for help

Held him like a new born baby and made him feel

Like everything was alright and a fight he tried to put up

But the type of bullet that stuck had went against his will

As blood spilled on your hands, my plans rather vindictive

Everybody's a victim in my eyes

When I ride, it's a murderous rhythm and outside became pitch black

A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em"

I got 'em, and I ain't give a fuck

That same mentality that told my brother not to duck

In actuality, it's a trip how we trip off of colors

I wonder if I'll ever discover a passion like you and recover

"GREM!" I yelled loudly running over to him as he panted and held his chest, as blood poured out of his chest and his mouth at once.

I got on the ground and lifted my brother up, and held him like a newborn baby, while he struggled to say help.

"Stay with me, stay with me" I said holding him up, and the bullet was stuck in his chest.

"Grem stay with me" I panicked as I pulled my phone out in attempt to call 911 while holding him.

His blood spilled on my hands, and I looked around. I seen the same niggas circling the block and I grabbed my brother's gun.

I shot at the niggas while holding my brother and I got one of them, I seen it. Then they drove off again.

I woke up from my dream, drenched in sweat.

Took a fuckin nap and this what I get.

I sighed and rubbed my face, feeling myself getting irritated.

Ever since my brother was murdered, right before my eyes, I always dream what happened that night.

It's like PTSD is haunting me.

I sighed, the only person I wanna see right now is Marsai.

I looked at the time. 7:47 PM.

I went to out messages and gave her a call. It rang about two times before she said "Hello?"

"Hey.. I miss you" I blurted out.

"I miss you more" Marsai said.

"You back home from your interveiw?" I asked.