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𝕬𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖌 back to his neighborhood after his many ventures of the day, it was now going on 7:30. He'd texted his brother to come outside and get his car keys while he also told Gabriel to come outside in 10 minutes when their Uber black should've been pulling up. After a couple minutes Hakeem finally came out and hopped in the passenger seat of his car.
"You straight? Everything been okay with you in there?" Bryshere asked handing his keys over. He wanted to see if his brother would lie to him or not— at this point he knew the truth.
Hakeem nodded, "Always."
Bryshere just looked at the male before taking a deep breath, "I'll ask one more time... are you okay and is everything okay with you in there?" He gave him a second chance to be honest.
"Yeah nigga. I said I'm good." Hakeem huffed.
Bryshere immediately hit him in the chest, "So you gone look me in my face and fucking lie?!" He scolded the younger male.
Hakeem folded in the seat in pain and took a few deep breaths, although Bryshere wasn't their father they treated him as such and knew not to cross him, "Man..."
"Man my fucking ass. When the fuck was you gone tell me bout Paul fucking with you?! I told you to fucking tell me if they bother you or the rest of them!"
"Bry.... What the fuck." Hakeem groaned in agony, "How you even know 'bout that?"
"Nigga I was here just the other night. You was so fucked up you don't even remember talking to me! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME? I'll fucking kill them 'bout y'all, don't you know that?" Bryshere was angry with his younger brother but also becoming emotional.
Again, he couldn't care any less about his own life and body but when it came to his younger siblings— his kids, he didn't play.
Hakeem finally leaned back against the seat and shrugged, "C'mon, Bry. This shit hard to talk about. You been in my shoes and ain't tell none of us, how you expect me to speak on that comfortably."
Hakeem made a point and Bryshere knew that. Bryshere took a moment to check his emotions so he could respond wisely and not simply off of anger. But— he was livid.
"Cause I been taking care of you for years. You know it don't matter what it is, I got you. Do you know the amount of emotions I went through when I came up there and saw you on that man's lap passed out. I wanted to kill everyone including dad. That shit ain't okay and I swear to God if they bother you again you better tell me— they're dead." Bryshere looked at his little brother. He was extremely serious too.
