Kiss Land...

Ten

-One Week Later-

Naya POV

"Just try it, let me do it." I said to Abel as we sat in my apartment.

"Naya I'm not into this shit." He declined.

"Honestly it's the best feeling ever, better than pills. Let me do it! Do it, for me." I begged.

Abel POV

She gave me that fucking look again and asked me to do it 'for her'. I've admitted to myself that I do sorta like her but she seems like a kind of drug to me, a poison or something but my feelings for her mask that sometimes.

I let her inject me with the drug I never thought I'd do..heroin.

Right away I felt a weird feeling in my arm, then it kicked in.

"Woah." I laughed.

"Amazing right?" She asked.

"Yeah...Different."

I could seriously get used to this. Soon I'll struggle to name a drug I haven't done/ don't do, I already felt like I needed more and it was the same with coke.

My phone was ringing so I answered it.

"Abel, you need to come home." Lamar spoke.

"Why, I told you niggas not to bother me while I'm here man the fuck."

"Your brother is in trouble." He told me.

"What? What's wrong with him?" I asked anxiously.

"He owed some guy some money and he didn't have it, they shot him in his back."

"Oh my god, I'll be on the next flight."

I put the phone down then turned to Naya.

"What was that about?" Naya asked.

"I have to go home...my little brother is in trouble."

"What? No stay Abel!"

"Naya it's my little brother, he's hurt." I said to her.

"Damn I thought I'd have more time with you, do what you gotta do." She smiled.

"Come with me baby..." I pleaded.

"I can't, I gotta work." She said as she looked down and thought about it.

"Just come with me, I'll speak to the club owner and whatever." I offered.

"You have to go now and I'm not ready, I have to pack my stuff, just go without me."

"I'll sort that shit out, come on."

I grabbed her hand and got into a car which took us to the airport.

***8:15pm (Toronto)***

Abel POV

We just landed in Toronto. Had to leave Freddy in Kiss Land for now because I wouldn't have made the next flight home.

We ran to my driver outside who I told to meet us here for this exact time.

"Take me to the hospital, speed if you have to." I prompted. My driver nodded.

He drove us to the hospital and I rushed in with Naya.

"Which room is Aden Tesfaye in please?" I asked anxiously.

"The first one just here, may I a-" I walked away before she Could finish what she was saying.

When I walked in my brother's eyes slowly opened then quickly closed and then I heard the machine flatline...

"Wait what the fuck!" I shouted then ran over to him and shook him.

"ADEN!" I screamed.

A doctor came running in and moved me away from him.

"Sir he's gone, I'm so sorry." He informed me.

"No, he can't be, there must be something you can do he can't go now..." I said then quickly ran to the car and broke down.

Moments later Naya followed and got into the car.

"Take me home." I instructed my driver.

The whole ride home I just sat in silence, as did Naya. She didn't say a word, is she really that emotionally broken to not comfort me right now?

-Two Hours Later-

I sat staring at the floor in my loft...Naya sat watching the tv and smoking weed. I could really do with some heroin and coke right now.

I took my phone out of my pocket and called my weed plug, luckily he also sells coke and heroin.
He said he'd be here in 20 minutes.

"You just gonna sit there?" I asked Naya

"The fuck do you want me to do boy." She laughed.

I gave her a look then walked into my kitchen and grabbed a bottle of gin and drank from it.

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I sat lost in my drunk thoughts, wondering what the fuck I'll do without my little brother. If I find out who did this to him I won't hesitate to put him down. I should've been there for him, I was his protector and his guardian since momma passed away when I was 15 and he was 8.
The smell of the alcohol in front of me was very daring but I know I shouldn't go for more.

My dealer was meant to be here half an hour ago, he still ain't sho-

Speaking of the devil...I got a knock at my door.
I walked past Naya on the way to the door and saw that she had coke on her, how the fuck do you get that shit through customs.

When I opened the door he stood there cheesing so fuckin hard.

"The fuck you smiling at." I laughed.

"Here man." He smiled.

I took the drugs then sat next to Naya.

"You got some? You're loving it huh." She smiled.

I lined the coke up and put the heroin into the syringe, hopefully this will numb the immense pain I'm going through.