(RONNIE'S POINT OF VIEW)
(TWELVE YEAR'S LATER)
''Cut the fighting out now Braydon'' I heard Bradley bark as I opened the front door, I walked towards the living room to see Braydon and Harvey glaring at each other. ''What's going on here'' I asked putting my bag down.
''Brady being an ass'' I glared at Harvey. ''One more Harvey one more word out of your mouth and you won't be seeing outside of this house for a month I can promise you that '' Bradley snap at him and Harvey looked at me giving me a look to say'' help me out here mom'' I shook my head.
''Listen to your father boys, I am sick of hearing you fighting, you are brothers for god sake you aren't supposed to fight with each other, you never see your dad fight with Uncle Jaden or me fighting with your uncles do you'' they shook their heads.
''No exactly because we are family and we don't like to fight now tell me why are you arguing again'' I asked.
''Because he always gets his way in this house, both of them get away with murder and I am always at fault. I was watching the game and he came in completely took over the telly and dad just let him, I am sick of it I can't even watch telly in my room because that idiot broke it on me, and Millie is in the theatre and the guest rooms don't have telly's'' Harvey said his fist clenched I looked at Bradley who sighed looking at the Braydon.
''Give him the remote'' he said. ''Too late now, the game is over, I have been waiting for this game for weeks and you both knew that, I am sick of always coming last in this house to you'' he shot at Bradley I frowned.
''You don't come last Harvey '' Bradley said frowning; he was clearly hurt his son said that. ''Yeah dad I do, it's always ''my boy Braydon'' you do everything with him bring him to work to hang out at my uncles house, what happen to hanging out with me huh your oldest son, I am always left in the wings, everyone at school brags about things they do with their dad I got no stories because I am never seen in your eyes and quietly frankly I am sick of it'' he said picking his phone up and his car keys and he walked towards me and kissed my cheek and walked out.
''Baby where are you going'' I asked walking out. ''I am sick of it mom'' he said turning to me his jaw clenched, I fought a smile off, he reminded so much of Bradley when we were teens, I can't believe he is 16 already, god the years are flying in.
''Let me have a talk with your father ok, don't be out to late keep that phone on and get your dinner out'' I said giving him money and he kissed my cheek and closed the door and I walked into the living room.
''Go up to your room Braydon'' I said walking into the living room. ''Bu-''
''No buts Brady now'' I said sternly he sighed and walked out and I leaned on the door.
''We have two son's you know''.
''I know that Ronnie stop it'' he rolled his eyes I sat down beside him. ''Anytime I ask him does he want to come play golf or the studio he always has plans with his friends so I bring Braydon with me'' he said rubbing his face, I rubbed his back, in 10 year's he hasn't changed much he is more mature and wiser but his looks having changed at all, he still looks like a 25 year old still muscular and hot as fuck.
''You need to have a talk with him Bradley, don't let him feel like he is second best, I know you love them equally but he is a kid and a teenage one at that'' he nodded turning to me.
''How's work'' he asked I nodded and hummed. ''Ok pretty busy but it was good'' I said nodding, about 3 years ago I opened up a women's clothing store called ''H.U.S.H'' I went back to college when I was 26 for four years studying business and fashion and it's all going well, when I first opened it, the store was quiet a hit so then I opened one up in NYC and in L.A.
