Our Come Up

Chapter four

Two months later

Julia

"Aye Ju? Juju?" I felt someone say on my neck waking me from my sleep.

"What you want?" I said realizing it was Kash. He looked at me then behind him rubbing the back of his neck.

"Can I sleep wit you?" I sighed and nodded getting in as I got the remote my dresser handing it to him. I flopped on my bed turning over getting comfortable, I felt his arms pulled me into him.

I rubbed my foot on his leg feeling myself get warm again. "You wouldn't leave me, right?" I asked him scared that he would start thinking sducidal again.

"I'm trying not to. I'm trying to keep myself going, for you." He said lightly.

I turned around and faced him. "Keep yourself going for you not just for me" I told him and I felt tears drop on my cheek.

"It's happening again Ju I having them dreams again. He just keep hitting me and I'm just helpless yelling for my mama and she never came. She never came back for me she lied to me." He said crying I wiped his tears telling him to calm down because his breathing was unsteady.

"Pooda stop thinking of it your here with me okay. I won't leave you I promise you that." He nodded scooting down to lay on my stomach. I started to rub his good curly hair till he pushed my hand off he said sometimes it reminds him of his mom and he despises her in every way possible he says. Probably why he's so disrespectful to women except for me of course because when he do we fist fight.

"My bad when you do that some times it put me to sleep and ion wanna go to sleep." He said lowly.

"His birthday is today" I stated looking at the time it was 1:51 am.

"I know. You okay?"

"It's whatever we should be used right?" I said shrugging to stop the tears from flowing out.

"Julia Stop acting all hard and shit. You know you want to cry that was your big brother" he said making the tears flow out my eyes. I just didn't want to cry in front of him because I know he's not good with the crying shit and if he do let you cry with him it's not for long.

"Kash I don't want to think of him. It may sound fucked up but every time I think of him it just reminds me of how fucked up my life is. I wasn't supposed to lose my brother at eight years old." I said back thinking back on memory.

My brother was eighteen when he died I was eight. That's when me and Kash life went down south we was sent to live with his uncle but left because he was broke and couldn't feed us. We went back to my apartment and lived their for an good six months till Timothy granny took us in and raised us somewhat.

"Stop crying you too gorgeous for all that right?" He said showing an breathtaking smile wiping my cheeks.

"Guess so" I said back with an smile.

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"Ju come outside I got whip" Kash said into the phone to me as I hopped up putting my shoes on walking out the group home.

"Ouu where you get this from." I said admiringly looking at the black 2012 Audi he pulled up in.

"Man I bipped this muthafucka when I went to the city after I left this morning from my patna house." he said to me.

"Ion know if I wanna get in the stolo life is not for me anymore neff." I said shaking my head.

"Man you turned pussy." He said laughing.