Damaged

1.

I always end up in the position when Black is around. Me pointing my gun at someone and him watching smoking a blunt. Happened to often in the past.

"Shawty tripping bro!" Pretty face said walking closer to me.

"Shawty also has the fucking gun. So I suggest you shut up."

"Island can you not shoot my brother."

"Brother? Since when?" I asked. I never heard of him.

"Yes. Come inside lets talk. We have business to discuss."

I lowered my gun. "Speaking of business...You ever deliver a message for me through Benny again I'll shoot you." I pushed passed him walking into the apartment. It still looks the same all the way down to that stupid leather couch.

"You thirsty? Water? Something stronger?"

"I don't drink or smoke anymore."

"You've changed. But you still beautiful." Black said licking his lips. "Not a minor anymore either."

"Never gonna happen Black. I'm here to talk bout getting back in."

"Already? You just got home."

I looked at him like he was dumb. He knows I don't play bout making money. "I need a phone, a car and a place to stay."

"Done you can stay with Christian." Pretty boy started choking on the blunt.

"Bro you cant be serious?"

"Very I'm not letting her stay by herself fresh out the pen. Deal with it." They argued back and forth until I decided to get their attention. Grabbing the bottle of Hennessey I break it on the coffee table.

"I'm not staying with him. You are gonna buy me my own spot. Because you owe me."

He twisted his face. "I. Owe. You" Black said slowly. "Taking care of your brother wasn't enough. Making sure your clients were cool wasn't enough. You want more!" He yelled at me.

"You are scum Black you know that?Lets not forget the drugs you put into my system the night I got arrested. Remember ' I don't think I can trust you'". I said repeating what he said to me that night.

He laughed. "Where's your Rolex I gave you?"

I chuckled dryly. "That's what you're worried about?" He said nothing. "I gave it away."

"And why the fu.."

"I gave it to the women whose son I killed to get her grandson teeth fixed." With that I grabbed my shit and left. "I going back to my auntie house tonight. Tomorrow I want all my shit."

Christian POV

I am completely shocked. No one and I mean no one would ever dare talk to Black the way that girl did. I've known him my whole but I never seen him be such a pussy.

"What was that nigga?" I asked

"What was what?"

"You let shawty talk all crazy and shit to you. Ya'll fucking or something?"

"Nah she like my little sister. But trust me you lucky that she didn't kill you today."

Shaking my head I get ready to head out. "You never fucked her?"

"Nope"

I nodded my head. "Good"

Something bout ol' girl had me wanting to know more. Maybe she should stay with me. "There's an empty apartment in my building uptown. I'll talk to the manager."

"You do and get her a phone ipad and car." He threw me his black card.

"For sure. What kind of car?"

"Figure it out."

"Pussy!" I yelled running out the door. I was low key afraid of my brother, only cuz I know what he's capable of.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" I heard some girl yell outside. Looking around I see Island yelling at a police officer and tow man. "I was only here for five fucking minutes!" she yelled pushing the cop. Going against my better judgement I ran towards her.

"My bad officer my sister didn't take her meds today. She type crazy . "I said pulling Island into my arms.

"Let me go." she pushed me off of her.

I pulled her back and whispered in her ear. "You just got home. You ready to go back?" she looked me in my ears then turned back to the officer.

"Take the fucking car. It's not mines I ain't even worried bout it."

I stood with her watching the them take away the car. "Whose car was it?"

"Mine. But it's old and Darrell uses it." she stated blandly. She started to walk away but I stopped her.

" I got a place for you over in Upper East Side. Black told me..."

"He gave you my clients?" I looked at her confused. "I used to sell to those preppy white bitches."

"While they mine now."

"If you haven't noticed Black gives me what I want." She said pulling my cars keys out my hand. Beeping the alarm she smiled. "You drive a Range? I had one of those before."

She hopped in the drivers side and not wanting to fight with her crazy ass I get in as the passenger. "What happened to all your shit?"

"Pretty sure my father sold it to buy crack or heroine or whatever he's on right now."

"Is your name really Island?"

"Yup. No more fucking questions. Just tell me where to go?"

Given her the directions it got quiet. She started singing along to the radio. "I thought you were in jail. How you know these songs"

"I was in jail not dead. We had a radio." I looked at her and licked my lips. I see why my brother gives her whatever she wants. She was bad. Pretty face, fat ass, nice size tits.

"You real pretty." I said grabbing her chin as we pulled up to the red light. I made sure she was looking at me. "I wanna fuck you."