Retaliated

Chapter 1

Retaliated: Chapter 1

~2 Years Later~
~Trey P.O.V.~

"Trey, you should lay up with us." One of the girls said as she ran her hands up along my shoulders and around to my chest. The other one began to stir around in the sheets from what I could see in the mirror. "Just a little longer." She whispered, kissing right behind my ear.

"I've laid up with y'all long enough though." I said with a smirk before reaching back to get a kiss from her. "I need to be asleep in my bed."

"Awe Trey, don't go." The other finally said as she walked over and climbed onto my lap. Her arms around my neck as she straddled me, I felt compelled to grab onto her slim waist and did so.

"I need to, y'all kept me up all night and I'm not even exaggeratin'." Started when it was pitch black out and didn't finally finish till the sun came up. To say I was exhausted would be an understatement. I was in dire need of sleep but these two... I wanted to stay longer. "I'll hit y'all up when I've caught up on sleep, I promise." I said reaching forward to kiss the stomach of the one who was straddling me.

"You better." The other said again into my ear, sending a chill when she kissed my neck. "Or I'll be very upset." She teased.

"I wouldn't want you upset, trust. But I'll hit y'all up." I scooted the one off my lap and escaped the other one's grip. I saw my shorts on the ground and slipped them on as well as my shoes. "Where'd the shirt go?" I asked as I continued to look around. "You know what? just keep it. Don't even care for it. Peace ladies."

Exiting the room, I closed the door behind me and felt in my pockets to make sure my wallet and keys were still there- yes they were. I just realized my drawls are probably up there too... Fuck it. I don't needa go back up there a second time because I know for a fact I won't ever leave.

Sitting in my car, I was just thinking about the shower I needed and then crawling up in the covers. While I'm driving, I might as well reflect on the last two years of my life.

These past two years have been the greatest years I could have ever asked for. When King was put down, that was the lowest point and it's still weird going to Mom and Dad's not seeing King laying on his favorite porch step or right on the lawn. Ol' Boy lived an extra long life and dealt with five kids plus a puppy so he deserves to be resting in nothing but peace.

What made my two years the best was spending it with my brothers. DeShawn, Ty, August, D1, D2 and of course Breezy. Late nights, later mornings, selling, gambling, clubs and just regular kick backs. The seven of us haven't been nearly this close and it really makes life more enjoyable when your clique is right by your side.

Even Breezy and I have managed to become even closer. We're to the point where we might as well be considered conjoined twins who were forced to be physically separated. Watching Breezon grow up and being apart of his life was a blessing all on its own as well.

But the absolute best part of my life; I still have no kids of my own and I know Mom's salty about that but that's not my problem. Sorry; not sorry, Mom.

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"Aye Breezy." I said when I answered my phone. Fresh out of the shower and all this steam fogged up my mirror... I'll just draw stuff with my finger till it clears up.

"Aye T, what are you doin'?" I could hear Breezon's squeals of laughter in the background followed by the sound of him running around on the hardwood floor. That child puts the energizer bunny to shame; constantly on the run as fast as he can, till something trips him and then he cries for Yvonne... but other than that, Breezon is unstoppable.