Sin and Soul

Wants Worth Dying For

Lance threw an arm around his brother. "Aye man you coming to this baby shower, my bad gender reveal with me?"

"I got my own baby shower to plan dawg." Jason said with a deep hearty laugh.

" So bruh when are we going to meet this little honey that got you all bent out of shape?" Lance grunted as he bent down to clean away debris from the marble floors. The home his brother had bought was gorgeous and the work he put into it made it even more so.

"At the baby shower. That's when I want you and dad to meet her." Jason said, his heart pounding. Of course he was going to Van's baby shower with her husband. He wanted to see her. He wanted to touch her belly, feel his child move and respond to him. He'd asked first of course. He knew just showing up would be a no go. Van just needed time. He really wished Bryan would just take Patrcia and disappear. He was sick of thinking about that man loving and living with his woman. Bryan can't provide the love Nirvana needed. He was weak. Susceptible to all the wrong shit. But Jason knew he was what nirvana needed. He might not make a six figure salary but he made decent money. He had money saved and had invested into stocks.

He just knew when Nirvana saw this house she would love it. And if she didn't, he'd break every bone in his body fixing it so she did.

Lance was quietly contemplating his brother's situation. "So what about Patricia dawg?"

"What about her?" Jason scoffed.

"Does she know? Ya' know about your kid?"

"I didn't know about hers. The fuck does she need to know about mine for?" Jason shoulders and arms tightened. The strain of self control evident on his face.

"I just don't think it's right bruh. That's all. " Lance muttered.

"You still hang with Bryan right?" Jason asked.

"Yea you know that's my boy."

" Did you think it was right when he was sleeping with my girl?"

Lance froze. A cold sweat breaking out over his body.

"I know you knew. So why didn't your self righteous ass tell me huh? You let that shit come before blood."
Jason was still, his muscles screaming to attack. "You looked me in my face everyday while your boy was fucking my girl. You brought that niggah in my home telling me he was a homie. He ain't nothing but a mothafuckin' snake."

Even though Lance could hold his own against any man, his brother was always terrifying and pertrifing. The tension was stifling.

"As a matter of fact I'll tell you who my baby's momma is." Jason smirked.
Lance swallowed hard.

"It's Nirvana."
Lance whole body went pale.
"And if you tell anyone. If you take that woman from me...I'll kill you."
He clamped a hand on his shoulder. Lance looked into his brothers eyes, the resolve there was earth stopping.

"...Yyea bruh..you got it. Congrats man." Lance gave a weak smile.
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Nirvana lulled into a sleep while Jason rubbed rose oil into her legs. The hot bath water, jets, and bubbles easing the aches in her back from her swollen belly.

Her mind was dazed. So this is what love felt like? Or to be more specific,is this what one sided love felt like? She felt nothing for this man. Nothing but pity. This had been her, for Bryan. Jason was a just a physical thrill. The adrenaline of manipulating his feelings and watching him pour his entire self into her.
"Can we stay?" He muttered, peppering her leg with kisses. Just say yes."

She was silent. She always was. He remembered when he met her at the super bowl party. She was always quiet, something shy and sweet hidden there. But when she did speak the viberance and worth she exuded were infectious as well as captivating. But that bastard took that from her. Here, her quiet was cold and solid. When she spoke it was in definitive and bluntness. He would bring her back and treat how she should have been.

"Stay for one day."
He walked over to the counter and grabbed his phone. He showed Nirvana the photo. Taken not even thirty minutes ago a photo of Bryan being straddled by Patricia in his office. His eyes covered with a blindfold as his hands gripped her ass.

Nirvana stared. The little light left in her eyes went dead.

Her hands began shaking and a wave of naseua hit her.
She took the phone in her hand threw it out of the open window.

She looked up to him, "I'll stay."