Temptations

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Who does she think she is?

Fuck Sante we aren't even together-

Oh fucking hell I'm attracted to her-

Get a grip-

"Sante?" My Ma touched my cheek making me snap out my trance making me swish my liquor around the glass cup before tossing it back.

"Mamma." I gave a small smile, placing down my cup. "Everything alright my boy?" She asked and I gave a confident nod with a smile to convince her everything was okay.

"How was you and pa flight?" I asked her raising out my seat to pour me another glass as she sat down on the couch next to my brother who was eyeing me down with a look as if he wanted to talk about the Celeste situation.

"Oh, it was splendid. No tourbelance thanks to the best sons in the world for booking us a private jet." My mother smiled from ear to ear running her hands through her salt and pepper hair.

"Excellent mamma. Where's Pa?" I asked her and she furrowed her eyebrows, "didn't you hear her a while ago? She said that Pa went to get us food." My brother answered for my mother making me play it off and give a chuckle.

"Of course. My apologies." I corrected my behavior, "son are you sure everything is fine?" My mother question again just as my pa walked in with pizza boxes clearly homemade from one of our family friends restaurant here in Boston.

After that incident with Celeste it was best if I remove myself from Egypt and fly home asap before doing something stupid.

"Pa." I gave a smile as he placed the pizza boxes on the kitchen counters before bringing me and Haynes into a hug.

"How are my boys?" He asked.

"Good."

"Excellent."

"Any women yet?"

"Not at the moment."

"Plently."

I snapped my head towards my brother for his reply. Plently? Oh please I couldn't help but chuckle.

"What's so funny brother? The fact that I pull many or the fact that the woman who you clearly tried to push away FaceTimed you with another man- Marco in fact dick in her mouth made you jealous?" Haynes exposed my business making me charge at him instantly throwing as many punches at his face.

My father pulled me away as my mother sat back and watch with her wine in her hand clearly not fazed.

Haynes ate those punches as if they were light when they definitely weren't considering his bloody nose.

I brushed off my suit before grabbing my beanie and black gloves to exit out my brothers home. "Son." My mother called out.

"Leave him babe. Leave him." My father told my mother just as I slammed the door. I feared my teeth were going to break from the amount of pressure I put on them.

I needed to punch something, I needed to yell, I need to release all my emotions.

I quickly got in my Benz and sped off making my tires screech from it trying to keep up with the sudden high speed.

I yelled out before pressing on the gas as tears clouded my eyes.

I never wanted to admit it but Enola messed me up mentally. I needed professional help but I couldn't put myself to it.

I took my hands off the wheel to untie my tie that felt so tight. Another panic attack.

I grabbed onto the wheel as it constantly swerved until I finally let go hoping I could just end it all. I took a deep breath in before leaning back closing my eyes as tears dropped to my chin.

My phone rung.

I opened my eyes seeing it was Celeste.

I grabbed onto the wheel quickly as I answered the phone.

"What do you need Celeste." I cleared my throat still keeping my high speed.

"Don't do it Sante. Please, slow down and park for me."

"Why. Who told you."

"Your brother called me saying you might be having a panic attack while driving."

"I don't need your help!" I yelled out before swerving on purpose making me loose control of my vehicle.

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