True's POV
I sat in the kitchen with Duke and Toby. They were trying to keep me calm.
This was awful. Our family that I had built was breaking and Toby and I were trying to figure out what we should do with these two squeaky wheels on our once well oiled machine.
"Don't be upset True." Steven said.
"Where's Yani? Is he still upstairs?"
"Yeah he's keeping them in the room, like you told him."
I looked down at my hands shaking and Steven grabbed them.
"Oh Stevie." I said.
"Don't cry sis. We've never seen you cry and we're not gonna start now."
I nodded at him.
"Is Marc mad?" I said.
"You know Marcus loves you True. He's pissed at Tony."
"This is so fucked up to me." I said shaking my head. "I mean, after I buried my daddy, Me, Toby and Tony we built this here. We learned the ropes man. All the shit I done been through with that bastard and he fucks my girl?! In my room?"
"I mean I thought he was my brother and her...damn I loved her. I don't like to get emotional in front of y'all, but... This shit is foul. I mean what the hell are we gonna do?" I held my hand up and Toby wrapped his arms around me.
Duke frowned and nodded.
"He's a dumb motherfucker to do you like that True. He fucked it up for everyone and if we ain't gonna kill him then, we put his out on his ass and we take his share. Fuck that nigga. He broke up the family for some street pussy. I want him out." Duke said angrily.
