No More Games

54

Narrator's Point Of View

"Woah, woah, woah!" Michael and Sasha ran into the room finding Trevor hovering over Andre and Shad sitting on the other side of the room staring into space with the most dumbfounded look on his face.

"What the fuck is going on here!?" Sasha hollered, horrified at the sight before her as Michael pulled Trevor off of Andre.

Sasha and Michael were beyond confused at what they just ran in to. David was crying like he was in the most torturous pain and Trevor was fuming like they've never seen before. Shad, on the other hand, just kept rubbing his face from pure shock.

"Trevor!" Sasha went up to Trevor's face, pushing him back and trying to get him to look at her but his eyes were locked on Andre. "Trevor, what's wrong with you? What's going on?"

"You wanna know what's going on, Sash?" Trevor looked at Sasha then at Michael, "yo, Mike! You wanna know what's going on?" He glared at Andre, "TELL THEM, BITCH! TELL THEM WHAT YOU STARTED TO TELL ME!"

Michael knitted his brows, nervous and confused. He looked back and forth from Trevor to Andre.

"TELL HIM!" Trevor's eyes were bloodshot red with anger.

Andre brought his sad eyes to Michael's and Michael immediately knew that this wasn't good at all. Just by the regret written all over Andre's face, he knew that he must've done something really, really bad.

"What's going on, Andre?" Michael's voice was soft. "What did—"

One of the doctors and nurses came barging into our waiting room. "Is everything alright in here?" The doctor looked at all of us and frowned once his eyes landed on Andre whom was crying and had a bloody lip. "Should I get security?"

"No, no," Sasha raised her hands and walked over to the doctor and the nurse standing by the door, "please, there's no need to. There was just a little small altercation between my brother and brother-in-law. I promise we'll keep it down." She emphasized that last sentence while eyeballing Trevor.

"Ok," the doctor and nurse slowly backed out of the door before closing it and walking away.

The attention shifted right back to Andre and now Michael was becoming agitated, thinking maybe this had to do with his ring that was stolen from his home. "You could start talking now." Michael glared at him.

"B-be-before I say anything. . .please, M-Mike, just know I didn't mean. . .just hear me out." He cried and stammered through his words.

"Start talking, man." Michael stared at him straight-faced, beginning to feel impatient. "Just spit it out."

"I fucked up. . .I fucked up, Mike." Andre kept his head down. "I didn't want to work for him anymore. . .I knew what I was doing was wrong but I was scared. I was so scared to die, man. I was scared he would kill my kid, bro." He was sobbing so much, his words were almost inaudible.

Michael and Sasha looked at each other, lost at what Andre was trying to say. Meanwhile, Trevor was pacing the room, ready to pounce on Andre at any second and Shad just sat in the same spot with the same shocked look on his face.

"Andre," Sasha shook her head and sat down, "what are you talking about? You didn't want to work for who? Who was going to kill you?"

He just cried. No response.

Trevor stopped pacing and stood still for a couple seconds before charging at Andre like an angry bull. "YOU DECEITFUL ASS BITCH!"

With his quick reflexes, Michael grabs Trevor before he can actually land a single finger on Andre.