Black and Blue (D I S C O N T I N U E D)

Hurt

The next day I wasn't woken up until 12:34pm, that afternoon. Deon was tired and looked like a wreck. Aj said we could go swimming and I smiled saying I'd watch, I really didn't feel like socialising. Hurt circled my heart, my body ached with unrest. I have never been so humiliated, they both knew I had feelings for him yet they just brushed me off?

"'He's my son because I took him in' my fucking arse." I growled before throwing a pillow at the wall. I grabbed another and began to cry.

"I'm so fucking stupid!" My shout being muffled by the pillow, my tears spilling into the cushy bed accessory. Deon came in dressed in joggers, and a black muscle tank. He laid himself out on my bed as Aj came in and we all began talking, mostly just about old times and having laughs while telling Aj about the idiocy Deon and I got up to.

"Then Mr. Banks told Deon that he wouldn't amount to much, Deon being Dee he gave Mr. Banks a schooling in the particular jobs and how much more they made a year and the difference. Fuck, it was hilarious." I breathed out. Deon was on the floor pissing himself when my phone began to ring. I cocked my brow, picking up the call and putting it on speaker without checking the caller ID.

"Hello." There was a brief silence on the other side.

"Grey..?" Hurt slashed my heart into millions.

"Déjame solo." (Leave me alone.) I mumbled into the phone and going to hang up when Mantra's voice came over the mic.

"Please! Hear us out-"

"Deon and I heard enough last night. I received your messages and voicemails but didn't reply for a reason." I then hung up and put my phone in the bedside table drawer. Deon's laughter had stopped and Aj was glaring at the drawer, his phone starting to ring as well.

"I pick up once to yell at her and she thinks she can call me whenever..." Aj mutters sourly as he watched 'Tía Mantra' run across the screen, he switched his phone off and laid himself besides me, Deon doing the same. My phone began vibrating in the drawer and I just picked the device up, declining the call and turning my phone off completely. Deon looked at his phone and picked it up putting it on speaker.

"Deon please-"

"You cheated on me how many times, Mantra." He growled, it wasn't a question. It was a statement.

"Please, you don't have the right to be mad at me!" I scoffed and grabbed the phone.

"The hell he doesn't, huh!? We trusted you both...Good luck getting that back. Oh and Mantra?" I waited for her reply for a moment but got none, only a small sniffle.

"You can't see me anymore Ms. Williams. I will refuse any visit of you and any messenger. I refuse to, now, acknowledge any Michaels men as my father. YOU HAVE BROKEN MY FUCKING FAMILY! Are you happy that you ruined an innocent persons life, huh!? If so? Then I hope to god we never meet in person again." With that Aj hung up and turned Deon's phone off completely as well. I smiled weakly and laid down, Aj lying besides me.

BRAXTON'S PERSPECTIVE

FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK ME!

I've messed up so bad. I lost the boy, I thought of as a son. I lost a friend. I lost a woman that actually cared for me as a person, not my looks or my money. Never asked for anything and never had ulterior motives.

Mantra called Deon for one last time. Sadness broke her features, she looked haggard and gaunt.

"Deon please-" She cried into the receiver, her tears falling down her cheeks.

"You cheated on me how many times, Mantra." He growled out shakily, I sighed, he wasn't going to listen, and why would he? He learned his girl was cheating on him with her boss. 'I just hope she hasn't lost Aj and Grey like I have' I thought sadly.

"Please, you don't have the right to be mad at me!" She screamed as a reply, I cocked my brow, he does. She does realise we did an immoral thing on multiple occasions, right? So he does have a reason to be angry and definitely has every right to punch and kick me as well as ignore her. She's taking so much for granted here.

There was a rustling and a feminine voice came over the speaker. The voice nearly breaking my heart. "The hell he doesn't." Greyson growled, Mantra looked shocked, I was too the first time Greyson yelled me.

She let out a shaky breath before continuing, "We trusted you both...Good luck getting that back." She sounded done but I could tell she wasn't.

"Oh and Mantra?" Now I knew how it felt to be heartbroken. I looked to Mantra but she just looked annoyed now. No trace of sadness. I had a feeling I'd be very annoyed when I find out why.

I hear Aj's voice over the phone, breaking my heart even more.

"You can't see me anymore Ms. Williams. I will refuse any visit of you and any messenger. I refuse to now acknowledge any Michaels men as my father." Yup, my hearts officially shattered. There was a large intake of breath.

"YOU HAVE BROKEN MY FUCKING FAMILY! Are you happy that you ruined an innocent persons life? If so? Then I hope to god we never meet in person again." He growled out aggressively before he hung up. My heart dropped to my balls and I now knew I really fucked up so big that God can't save me. I fucked with the devil and this was my punishment.

"That little shit!" I looked to Mantra as she threw her phone onto the couch and sauntered over to the office chair in front of me and fell into it unceremoniously.

"I give him all this stuff, bought him whatever he wants-"

"You need to get out Mantra. I have things I need to do." I say monotonously as she looks like a child but left anyway, as the door closed, tears began to trickle down my cheeks, I turned my chair so my back was faced the door to my office, my tears faced the city. I put a hand over my mouth, my thumb against my right cheek, my middle and index pressed against my left cheek.

"Fuck..." Was all I mustered to say.

I really did fuck up...