Two Brothers. ( A Drama)

The End...

Of a Beginning

- Patrick

It's been a few days since I blew up on the phone with Milena. I don't know what came over me. It was everything I had been wanting to say but I never got a chance to get it out. I didn't want her to hear it, I didn't want to be like that. Once I'm mad there's no stopping, it's like a run away train. Milena hasn't answered any of my calls or texts, she might just be done with me.

I was in the studio with Kelly letting him listen to some music I've been working on. I've been working constantly to keep me busy and my mind off all the bullshit. I'm starting to get known after a few tracks I done with Rick Ross and Meek Mill. I'm hoping someone wants to work with these next few tracks I did.

"Everything sounds depressing nigga. Not saying it's shitty but I've been feeling sad since the first track, I almost called up an ex." He laughed a little. I put all my emotions in the music. "Call Carnell man, this shit is stupid. We ain't never went this long without all of us kickin it..At least call Mom, you got her worried." "We have nothing to talk about." "Stop being like that. Ok Nell had her first so what, AND he dogged her ass so that kinda gives you leverage in who she chooses. If yall don't want her I'll take her, she was sexy." "Shut up." "Ok forreal forreal, Invite him out with us for your birthday. He's our brother." "He had a baby with her Kelly!" I reached my boiling point again. I'm tired of people trying to say it's not a big deal. It's a big deal! it is to me. " I was at the hospital with them when the doctor told us she missed carried his baby..I was really falling for this girl nigga like, she was it! I didn't need to date or run into anymore hoes, she was the girl. Milena was living with me! I was going to move her in with me permanently and..we were going to start our own lives together. I was so ready.." Kelly pulled me in for a hug. "If she didn't care about you like how you care about her, she wouldn't have came over on Thanksgiving to meet everyone. It's a naturally fucked up situation. Fucked up situations happen all the time, not to me though. Talk to Carnell and Milena so you can stop making these Drake songs." We laughed a little. It might be too late to talk to her..

December 20th

Patrick's Birthday!

"Happy Birthday to yooou!" Everybody sang while I blew out my candles. It was nice being around my family again, this is kind of a re-do before Christmas. There's not a lot of family here but enough for them to be blasting music and drinking. I can never get too old for this part.

We'll be headed to Diamonds of Atlanta later. I don't really want to go but they're all kind of forcing me. I already had plans set for my birthday and I didn't think they'd be me watching girls I don't know get naked and throwing ones. I wanted to spend today with Milena but that's damn near impossible now. I've been checking my phone constantly, no text and no phone call from her. My phone is blowing up right now but all these. birthday wishes mean nothing. I was sitting at the table scrolling through my texts with Milena. "Happy Birthday fam." "Thanks.." Carnell said with his hand on my shoulder. This is the first time we've spoken to each other in weeks. "I'm sorry..about the fight and all that bullshit. I shouldn't have hit you." "Don't, don't even sweat it. You have enough on your plate. I'm sorry about that baby." I stood up to hug him. A small part of me still wants to fight Carnell, but it won't change shit. Of all the girls in Atlanta, the state, the world he had to pick her. He's the nigga she's still running back to, can't get rid of, and who she left me for.

"Let's just get fucked up tonight." "Yes! Hoes and liquor." Kelly said walking into the dining room. "Somebody has to drive me home tonight." "Dustin." Kelly and Carnell said before I could finish my sentence. "Hell no! You live too far away from me. Get Shawn or Ty to drive you, anybody!"

A$AP FERG's "work" was bumpin', strippers were all in our section. Money was falling and the liquor kept flowing. "Take it to the head!" "Go! Go! Go! Go! Ahhhhh!" I had just took three shots 1800 and I was still drinking on my bottle of my Henn. They always say never mix light with dark but tonight I don't give a fuck. I was my passed my limit but I didn't give a fuck, fuck everything!

I was trying to focus on this stripper, Pebbles, she was in the middle of her routine. She was dancing to "Skin" by Rihanna. She had different shades of pink in her hair with a pink bra and panty set. Really pretty girl and her moves weren't bad either. She was trying to flirt with me and I wasn't in the mood. Pebbles crawled over to me and started to grind slow with her legs open. I put a $20 in her G string and she crawled back up to the pole. I started imagining Milena up there swinging around the pole, teasing me. Ready to rip my clothes off like the first day we had sex. Then I started thinking about the good ol' days. This slow music did nothing but kill my vibe. "I'm ready to head home man." I said while stretching. "It's barely 2am nigga" "I know but I'm about to pass out, see yall." "I'm out too." Carnell said.

"Slow down on the Henn bruh" "..No..matter how much..I'm drinking it's not phasing me." Shawn started laughing. "Nigga I'm looking at you! You can't even sit up right, you're slurring." "No Shawn...nooo." After Shawn dragged me to my bed I never passed out. I hated being home now, I really just hated being alone. I had been calling Milena for a few minutes. I got tired of her not answering so I was going to her house, I left her a voicemail before I left out. "I'm..coming to see you. I know you're mad at me but but...fuck all that. I want you home. This is your home with me, in my house. Me and you here is your home. Come back to our bed..and stop playin with me. I'll be there..at your house to pick you up."

- Milena

"Thanks for waiting up for me gorgeous." Carnell said while hugging me. I had an attitude because I was sleepy and I had to wake up to open the door for him. "I shouldn't have. Why didn't you take one of those strippers home with you." He tried to hold back a laugh. "Because none of them hoes looked like you." "Don't run your lines on me." I told him while we walked up the stairs to my room. "Lena stop acting like you don't want me here." "I don't." "Then why'd you open the door? Right, because you want this dick." I was fighting back a smile. Carnell took off his clothes and got in bed with me.

Carnell was playing in my hair while I was curled up in his chest. "I'm sorry it took me so long to act right." "It's fine."Some time went by before he spoke again. "You ever..think of what the baby would've looked like?" "Always. They would've been very good looking. If it was a girl, I thought she would've had my hair, skin tone a few shades lighter than mine, your eyes and lips with my nose. I'd want our son to look exactly like you." "What's stopping us from trying again?" "It's not the right time. I'm only 20 years old, maybe in 4 years. That'll be a good age for you and me." "We gotta practice now if we're waiting that long." Carnell got on top of me. "Stooop. I'm sleepy." I said trying not laugh at how serious Carnell looked. "Practice makes perfect! I need to work on a few things." He said while playing with the inside of my panties. "Shh! Royce is going to hear us." "So! You better put your face in that pillow." "In the morning when he leaves for work. I promise."  Carnell started to kiss and bite on my neck. "Go to bed!" "Ugh!"

I didn't want to have sex with Carnell tonight. I wanted him here, I liked having him here, he's been good to me. But, this is me and Patrick's thing. Carnell and I never cuddled really or spent the night with each other. It's something I can grow to like I guess. Patrick called me 5 times today, knowing it was his birthday I ignored his calls. After our incident on the phone I didn't want to talk to him. That didn't sound like the Patrick I know. He'd never talk to me like that, unless someone's getting in his ear. Maybe it is how he truly feels, and we'll never be the way we were before. That was it then, the end of no real beginning. I snuggled my head into Carnell's chest, he grabbed my butt to pull my body closer. This was going to be Carnell and I's new beginning.

The Next Morning

"Ok! Ok!" "Say I'm the King!" I was trying to stop laughing but Carnell kept tickling me. "Stop it!" "Then say I'm the King." "You're the King!" "Of...? I'm waiting." "My pussy!" He finally stopped tickling me and had that smug look on his face. "You finally agree with me and speaking of..you owe me." Carnell pulled the covers over us. His phone wouldn't stop ringing this morning. "You better get that." He growled in frustration. "You're gonna get it when I get off this phone." He finally answered. "Hello?..what happened?..what the fuck?...Ok I'm on my way, I'm leaving now!" "What's wrong?" "Patrick got in a bad car accident last night." Carnell was rushing to look for his clothes. "Is he ok?" "They don't know.." Carnell went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. "I'll meet you out there." We kissed and he left. Oh God..