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Chapter Twenty three

Malia moaned in pure ecstasy. She bent over as Roc entered her from behind. Their bodies hit each other and the sounds of their groans filled the room. Roc stuck his finger inside of her, making her womanhood even wetter than it was before. He grabbed her ass with his other hand and flipped her over so he could get a taste.

Malia grabbed on to the pillow as she moaned. "Faster!" She pleaded. "But you taste amazing." Roc whispered as she came all over his tongue. He guided his manhood in to her body and sped up. "Rocc!" Malia screamed as he got even faster.

"You're so tight!" Roc moaned. "Let me taste you." Malia groaned, Roc pulled out of her and licked his lips as Malia guided her mouth on to his manhood.

Roc began to yell her name. "SHUT UP!" Selin banged on the door. "Nobody needs to hear you moaning about your dick being sucked!" She walked away from the door and Malia sat up laughing.

"Have you spoken to Jace?" Roc asked. "Why should I? He was in the wrong." Malia said as she got dressed. "Malia,he's your brother." Roc put on his boxers. "So? Snow white's stepmother tried to get somebody to kill her, mufasa got killed by scar, Ariel hated her daddy, family ain't shxt." Malia pulled her top over her head.

"Did you really just compare your brother to-" "Yep."

"Well,you're going to see him later because we've all been invited to your parent's bbq." Roc smiled. "I don't know if I want to go." Malia sighed. "That's the woman that conceived you and the male that helped her and you just want to ignore them? " Roc began to walk out the door when Malia stopped him.

"Malia,they just want to love you and you won't let them, why?" Roc frowned. "Because, they want to choose my every move, it's like I'm a piece on a chess board and their the player. I'm a real person and I want to think for myself." Malia and Roc walked in to the large living room.

Malia sunk in to the bean bag on the floor. "Malia, you're being selfish, be happy you have parents." Roc pulled out his phone. "Baby, I'm sorry, I forgot." Malia shook her head. "I'm so sorry." She repeated.

"I'll be back." Roc walked out of the room. "Baby,I'm sorry!" Malia yelled after him.

Roc walked in to the bedroom and shut the door as he thought back to today twelve years ago.

It wasn't exactly dark outside yet the streetlights were on, Roc could hear the grownups talking in the driveway so he stepped outside. "Papa?" Roc called, his father didn't reply, he just continued to put the salt looking things up his nose.

Roc didn't know what it was but he knew that momma hated when father did it inside the house. "Hey champ, what do you want? Daddy's a bit busy." His father smiled at him as he brushed the 'salt' off of the table.

"Momma wanted you, there's a heavy shelf and it dropped. Her and Shelly can't move it." Roc took a seat next to his big cousin. "I'll help her soon." His father replied as he began to cough.

Roc saw that bits of blood were coming out of his father's mouth. His cousin laughed it off. "I like your shoes." Cousin Rubin pointed a fat finger towards Roc's batman trainers. "And that."

He pointed to Roc's gold chain, it was obvious the 24 carat chain wasn't his as it stopped at his groin. His father frowned at Roc who hid behind the porch chair. "Darren Junior Rocman!" His father yelled.

"What have I told you about taking my chains?" His father sighed. "Sorry papa,I'll put it back." Roc began to walk towards the front door when it swung open. "Darren!" Roc's mother shouted at his father.

"Come here DJ (Darren Jr)." Shelly,his sister said, Roc stood next to her. "I'm coming Marcel." Roc's father walked up to his mother. "I'm here baby, what did you want?" Darren kissed his wife.

"Can you fix the shelf?" Marcel asked. "Use superglue." Darren smiled. "I swear, you don't appreciate the woman you have by you, what if she died today? What would you do then?" Ruben questioned.

"Momma,papa. A car just stopped outside our house." Roc pointed at the black car.

"GET DOWN!" Darren screamed. Shelly pulled Roc down to the floor, Roc heard the car turn around the corner so he stood up. "Shelly, stand up, they've gone." Roc whispered. "Shelly?" Roc shook his sister, she didn't move.

Roc ran around to his father and cousin. "Rubin, papa, it's okay, you can get up now." Roc shook the both of them, he turned his father around and saw his body was riddled with bullets. "Papa? Papa wake up!" Roc cried as he held his father's lifeless body.

"Dj?" His mother called, Roc ran on to the porch and saw his mother with a gaping hole in her. "DJ,you've got to go, run." His mother stroked his face with a shaking hand. "But momma-" "Go." Marcell said firmly. "I love you." She smiled as he began to walk off.

"I love you too." Roc cried. "One more thing." Marcel croaked, Roc turned around.

"Get the sons of bitches that did this to us all."

Roc looked around the bedroom, he pulled out his father's chain, he hadn't taken it off since that day, not even when they arrested him for the death's of the men in the car, not even when they took him to juvenile detention where he met Jason and Jayshawn and he wasn't about to now.

Roc clutched the chain and cried silently as he slid down the door.