celebration.

"My sister".

Shae's POV.

I was currently sitting on Paris's bed, i wasn't pissed at her for knowing CJ i never told her about him.

"Sheldon I'm sorr-"

"Stop calling me that"

"But i can call you that when your sucking off my breast and steadily making your way to my pussy, make up your mind" she sighed.

I look over at her and she looked hurt .

"My urm dad used to call me Sheldon, before he passed away he told me never to let any one call me Sheldon apart from the him my mum and the girl i love".

It was the most stupidest thing ever but i had to respect it since it was the last thing he said to .

"I don't care" she groaned .

"You know what tell me who the fuck Mimi is "
I already knew but i wanted to hear it from her i wanted her to tell me herself.

"How would i know pfft"
She looked at me before sighing.

I grinned to myself, she trust me i thought.

"Fineeee Mimi is me, born in south London but raised in North London, before CJ went missing it was always me him and Rach. We was just like every normal school kids back in 2014. But we changed well mostly m-"

"Why did you stop talking carry on babe"

I took off my jacket and shirt, then done the same to Paris, before carrying her into her bed with me.

She was straddling me, she traced her fingers down the scars on my chest, despite the fact that she was doing it gently it still hurt. Or maybe the only reason why it hurt was because Mimi was touching me.

"I changed a lot due to the fact that my older sister was getting molested by her husband, Rachel's brother, she would come home every night bleeding or her face brusied up until one day he- h- urm"

Now she was crying, it hurt me to see her cry, i hugged her and craddled her like a little baby.

"Everything will be ok princess, i promise you" i spoke softly into her ears.

I ran my fingers into her hair and tucking it behind her ears, i used my thumb to brush away the tears trickling down her face.

"You even look beautiful when you cry" i whispered.

She laughed out of shyness.

"We can just sit and chill instead of talking about you know" i suggested.

"Nah nah man its best to get it all out, anyways one day Zara , my sister, came home crying and her nose bleeding i was getting frustrated to see my older sister getting done like this, i couldn't tell my parents because they were on there anniversary dinner that day" she paused before carrying on.

"He came knocking on our door minutes after my sister arrived, me and Zara sat still and pretended like we wasn't home, we heard three bangs and before our eyes there he stood with a knife, it was a kinda sword knife i think but it was defo not a normal knife" i stopped her because she was crying again.

"Stop crying princess i got you" i whispered again but this time i kissed her softly on the lips.

She moaned before carrying on speaking.

"He kicked her in her stomach and she was 3 months pregnant she hadn't told him yet, he strangled her whiles i was biting and kicking him, but he strangled her to dead right in front of me, despite me telling him to stop , me begging him to stop he didn't listen. After he strangled her to death he craved his initials on her cheek an "R"" i stopped her talking.

"That's why you go around killing people with no pity and the carving on their cheeks, makes sense" i commented.

"Why haven't you taken revenge on him i don't get it ?" I asked as i ran my hands through my afro.

She laughed that insane laugh.

"Every single bitch and bitter nigga that i killed meant something to him, there was this one girl Rebecca i planned on killing her but she was pregnant, i didn't want to kill her the same way Ronald did to my sister, so i slashed her Marj , no biggie"

She shrugged her shoulders, she seriously killed someone's mum ? No biggie ? What the fuck ? Alot of questions ran through my mind.

"Chill I'm not a psycho"
she said whiles she got off my lap and started stripping until she was left in her underwear.

"Hold on you, we are not about to beat, i want to but I'm not ready" i spoke and sat up on the bed.

"No one wanted to beat your ugly ass, move out my bed, i always go to sleep naked, my guy said beat, its day 5 of us knowing each other and your thinking about beat " she scoffed.

"I-i well-you-you"

"Stop stuttering dummy and leave, I'll tell you the rest tomorrow" she said before kissing my lips and drifting to bed slowly.

I picked up my shirt and things and made my way out of her room.
I walked down the stairs trying to avoid her parents hearing me.

"You are very brave Mr Thomas, i just hoped you used a condom and stop creeping round my house, it looks weird" her mum laughed.

I turned around to tell Paris's Mum that i didn't have sexual inter course with her daughter even though i dream about it, but this woman was gone.

"We didn't have sex by the way!" I yelled before leaving her house.

Making my way home i received a text from my uncle saying he wanted to see me.

Instead of going home i went to him.

"'Sup murder, what do you need?"

This is going to be a long night.

A/N - i didn't proof-read it so its not edited but i will still like feedbacks please x