"God damnit Quey you never fucking listen!" My dad yelled from down stairs. It was going on 3a.m in the morning. This probably been the tenth argument they done had this month.
It was the same shit every other week. The problem was Quincy was a business man and Queyshun was more street which made them disagree on everydamnthing. He wanted him to take over the business when he stepped down, but he always had a reason not to.
" Naw i do listen, but you never give me room to voice out my opinions, it's not like we didn't get the connect and he even wanting to pay more." Quey replied. " That not fucking point, I sent you in there with a fucking order, I expect it to be done....not what the fuck you want to do." He yelled.
Quey looked back at him and just chuckled. But i knew what he said hurt him. Ever since I've been here, all he ever done was tried and impressed our father but like i said, it was never good enough for him. " Okay Quinton." Quey says as he get to the top of the stairs. I quickly closed the door quietly and got back in my bed.
Now quey gonna take his anger out on me like he always do when him and our father argue. Suddenly i hear my door open but i dare not look, knowing only one person would come in here. I felt his hand rub my back as my bed dipped. " Baby." He says as he lightly shooked me. As bad as i didn't want to respond, i open my eyes and turned looking at him.
" I'm leaving on a business trip to fixed the mess your brother made, so I'll be gone for a couple of days. But when i get back, it just me and you." He says as he rubs my ass through the cover. I nod my head and smiled even though i wanted to smack the shit out of him.
He kissed me and then left out my room closing my door. I sighed in relief thanking the lord for sparing me from the pain.....only if it was just for a couple of days. Every since that night, he continues to rape me, well let him tell it...were making love. Nobody knows that this is happening, on the outside looking in, I'm the good child, While Quey's the black sheep.... if only they knew.
6 a.m.
My alarm clock goes off letting me know it was time to get up and start the day. I pressed down on it and damn near died when i saw Quey standing in the middle of my room staring at me with a cold hard look.
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His eyes were red letting me know he was high as hell. I scooted towards the wall as I look down. " Get dress and don't take all fucking day." With that he left out slamming my door. I took a breathe and got out the bed stretching. I went to my dresser picking out my clothes for the day and got in the shower making it real quick, drying off and put my clothes on. I went to my vanity putting jewelry as I smiled down at a picture of my mom that sat in between my make up and hair accessories box.
