Oblivion.

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May 2018 | Ryan

"Ryan, you better stop cheating."

I laughed as my manicured nails continuously pressed "X" on the Xbox controller. Playing Mortal Kombat was the last thing I wanted to be doing on this Saturday afternoon but after being annoyed by my brother, I felt like I had no other choice.

"I mean, at this point you should just give up." I stated. I continued to press down on the buttons that made my player kick flip until the whole screen turned black. I laughed as my brother walked away throwing the tv remote and his Xbox controller on the couch.

"Ugh, you're such a sore loser Ty. You knew I had you in that round."

Tyson grabbed some orange juice from the refrigerator and gulped it down before giving me a look, "That's why we not playin' no more. I ain't 'bout to get beat by my baby sister."

I rolled my eyes at him and made my way to the pantry. I grabbed the last Brown Sugar Cinnamon Pop-Tart that was left and tore open the package. I had to find something to do today.

"Whatchu doing today?" I asked my brother. He was sitting on the counter scrolling through his phone. I stuffed my face with the Pop-Tart, waiting for him to answer.

"Chillin' with the niggas or something, ion know yet."

I furrowed my eyebrows together and finished off the rest of my snack. I never officially met one my brother's friends before but I assume they're okay since he always comes home in one peace.

"Why haven't we met -", I started only to get cut off by his ring tone. I watched as he talked to his unknown friends on the phone. After a couple of attempts to eavesdrop on his conversation, I gave up. Whatever they were talking about probably wasn't even that bad or serious.

"Ight, i'ma be out there in a minute."

He hung up the phone and looked up at me with a huge Kool-Aid smile. "Ight Ry, I'm headin' out. Make sure you tell mama about that package she got. I'ma be back later on tonight, ight?"

I frowned, "So you just gon' leave me here with nothing to do?"

He laughed and walked over to me, pulling me into a hug. "Where's Ivy? Here, go get ya'll's nails done today. It's on me. " He pulled out a stack of money that made my eyes almost pop out of my head. What the hell?

"Uh, where the hell did all this money come from?" I asked.

He smiled at me then winked. "Go have fun baby sis, ight? Call me if you need me. Love you." He kissed me on my forehead and mushed my head back a little. I rolled my eyes, "Love you too lil punk."

At the nail salon. | Ryan.

"...and he just pulled out a stack of money?"

I dipped my toes into the warm water for my pedicure and looked at my best friend. I decided to take my brother up on his offer and spend the day with Ivy. The sun was blazing but it was a perfect day to be outside.

"Yes, it was a huge stack of money." I pulled out my phone so I could snapchat our little nail date. Ivy waved her nail colors in air and smiled as I pointed the camera towards her. I laughed while posting the video to my story.

"Well girl, I wouldn't be complaining. It's a beautiful sunny Saturday, we're chillin' AND we're getting our nails done together. What could go wrong at the moment?" Ivy questioned, her thick english accent dripping from each word.

I smiled at her and laid my head back on the massage chair.

Later that day. | Ryan.

Ivy and I pulled up to the house after a along day of being out in the sun. We did a little bit of shopping and just walked along the beach. The sun finally went down and so did our energy.

"I am so tired. I can crash at your place tonight, yeah?" Ivy asked while yawning. I gave her a look and pinched my nose. She laughed and punched my arm. "Whatever lil ugly."

I laughed and killed in the engine. As soon as I opened my car door, my mother came running outside. Her face was stained with tears and she started to lose her balance. "MOM!"

I quickly got out of my car and ran over to her, "Mama, what's wrong? What happen?" I looked at her face as she tried to speak. I instantly got scared. What was going on?

"Ty-Tyson .." She started to cry even harder. I looked at Ivy then back at my mom. What the hell happen to Tyson?

"Tyson? What happen to him? Mom, what's going on?"

My mom took a breath and looked into my eyes. She gripped my arms tight and told me the most painful thing ever.

".... He's dead."