It's My Life.

Its My Life : Chapter 11

Jevon's Face Was Emotionally Bruised! His Lips, Oh My Dais His Sexy Lips. There Were Pure Cuts All Over Them And There Was Blood On His Clothes, A Bit Was Dripping Off The Knife. I Was Too Scared And Confused To Ask What Happened.... I Just Took The Keys Off Jasmine. She Was Too Busy Staring In Disbelief Too Move. I Was Shocked As Well. I Would Have Expected This From Any One, Any One but Jevon. It Wasn't Him, He Wasn't Like That.

I Walked Around Him, Avoiding Eye Contact And Unlocked The Door. All The Lights Were Turnt Off, Jerome Was Probably Out. I Headed Up The Stairs, And Footsteps Slowly Followed Behind Me. I Faced Them Both.

"Jasmine, Just Go Bed Yea?" I Looked At Her She Still Had The Same Facial Expression. She Nodded And When Into Her Room. I Dragged This Fool Into The Bathroom. I Shut Him In There And Snuck Into Jerome's Room To Get Him A Towel And Some Clean Clothes. I Fort Jerome Had Gone Out, But He Was Out Cold In His Bed. I Slid Open His Drawers And Pulled Out A Blue Tee And Black Shorts/Boxers. I Went Into The Other Drawer Below And Took Out A Blue Towel. Before I Left I Took One Last Look AT Him.

BOOOM TiiNG!!

I Shut The Door Behind Me, Excuse My Hormones.. And It Was FAR From The Right Time Any Way.

I Opened The Bathroom Door. Jevon Was Sitting On The Cold Floor, Crying To Himself. His Was Resting His Head On The Sink Cuboard, His Back Leaning Against The Bath. I Sat Right In Front Of Him And Just Got Lost In His Overflowing Eyes. I Didn't Even Feel The Tears Racing Down My Cheeks. It Hurt So Much To See Him Like This, He Was Normally The Strong One, Not Me.

We Sat There For 2 Hours, Crying And Looking Into Each Others Eyes. Time Didn't Seem To Move At All. Five Minutes Later And I Finally Had The Courage To Ask Him. I Took Hold Of His Hand. The Blood Covering It Was Still Warm.... I Started To Feel Sick But I Didn't Let It Show. He Was Still Clutching The Knife In His Hand. I Slowly Took It Off Him And Put In In The Sink.

"W-What Happened?" I Stuttered. He Made A Weird Noise, And Didn't Say Anything Else. This Made Me Even More Nervous. I Moved Closer To Him, So That I Was Sitting Right Next To Him. He Started Bawling Even More. I Brought His Head To My Shoulder And Wrapped My Arms Round Him So Tight. He Did The Same. He Was My Brother, I Didn't Care If He Wasn't Blood. I Still Loved Him As If He Were. I Rocked Him Back And Forth. So Many Bad Thoughts Were Jumping Around My Head. I Was Actually Praying To God He Didn't Get Himself Into Some Deep Shit.

He Was Snuffling Like Mad. I Reached For One Of The New Flannels On The Side. The I Stretched Over The Sink And Turnt On The Tap, Still Clinging To Him. I Wet The Flannel With Warm Water. Jevon Was Squeezing My Arm Bare Tight, Like He Didn't Want Me To Move About. But I Slowly Got Free From His Warm, But Suffocating Grip. He Looked At Me Like I Just Did The Worst, Most Possible Thing In The World. His Baby Face Just Made Me Wanna Cry Even More, Seeing Him Hurt Like That Made Me Wanna Kill The Next Person I Saw. I Cupped His Face In One Hand And Started Wiping The Dirt, Blood And Shirley Knows What Else Off His Face, Revealing Some More Scars. He Squirmed Like A Little Baby, My Baby. I Let Go Of His Face And He Looked Around, Like A Lost Puppy..... Bless.

"Go In The Shower Yea... And I'll Wait For You Outside. Here's A Towel And Some Clothes" I Patted The Pile Next To Me. I Began To Stand Up, When He Started Talking For The First Time, In Years It Felt Like.

"No...No...Don't Leave Me... Please... Don't..." He Whispered. I Sighed As He Stood Up Too.

"Fine." I Walked Over To The Toilet Seat And Put The Lid Down And Sat On It, While He Took Off His Clothes. I Saw Some Knife Marks On His Chest. He Saw Me Looking But Neither Of Us Said Shit. It Was Quiet For A While. All I Could Hear Was The Water Falling From The Shower Head Into The Bath, And From Outside. It Was Raining Heavy. I Looked In The Sink. The Knife Was Still There, Taunting Me. I Put Nearly Half The Bottle Of Bleach And All The Soap On In And Got On The Rubber Gloves And Scrubbed It For Ages. I Watched Too Much C.S.I. To Just Wipe The Blood Off And Dash In In Some Next Place. I Removed The Loose Tile In The Corner Of The Bathroom And Put It In There. No One Even Knew About That Place, Not Even Jasmine.. The One That Lived Here. I Always Used To Hide My Money In There.

As Soon As Jevon Got Out The Shower I Went In. I Could Still Hear His Crying, Over The Shower. Fuck Man! I Really Wanted To Know What Happened, But My Wanting Was Irrelevant. I Knew He Wouldn't Tell Me Untill HE Was Ready...

I Grabbed My Towel And Wrapped It Round Me And Pulled Back The Blue Shower Curtains. I Stepped Onto The Soft Bathroom Rug And Looked At Jevon. He Was Sitting On The Lid Of The Toilet Seat With His Head In His Hands. His Back Was Jolting Up And Down. He Had Created A Small Puddle Of Tears Near Him. His Crying Had Turnt Into A Soft Murmur.

"Please Stop Crying Jay, Your Making Me Feel Useless. I Can't Help You Unless You Tell Me What Happened...." I Sat On The Edge Of The Bath.

"I Think I Killed Him, Felisha.... I Think I Killed Him...."

I Stepped Closer And Moved His Hands From His Face.

"Who?"

"My Brother."