Fucking My Brother (Urban Story)

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Living in the heart of Manhattan, nothing comes easy for me. I always get everything that i want, on my own and with the help of my dad. I was always the one to be judged no matter how 'perfect' i try to be.

Unlike my 3 sisters and two brothers, i was the most hated one. Everybody hates me. Everybody. All my family, my mom, cousins, aunts, uncles. All of them and it was depressing to the point where i almost commit suicide. I had no friends, my coworkers hates me too. It was pretty much my life when i was 16.

My name is Divinity Justice. I'm 23 years old, and this is my life. I'm a certified physician which is my dream job and i really don't regret my field. I paid my way through college and worked for my profession.

Thanks to my dad for believing in me, he made sure i was good throughout college because i didn't have a bigger support system but him. He was the only person i knew for sure that love me. Even though my mom tried talking him out of loving me, nobody couldn't stop him.

All of my family was either lightskin, or brighter but they weren't black. My dad wasn't black either. I was the only darkskin person in my father. My dad stuck by me because he knew how i felt and knew how hurt i was everyday of my life. My color came from my great great grandmother which was on my mother's side.

Not saying my family has anything against dark tone people but i was just too dark so i stayed to myself. What made them hated me more was that i was the only one that is earning more money than 10 of them combined.

It was currently 10 at night and i was just arriving home. Walking to the door, i pulled out my keys and entered my house from the cold Manhattan snow.

Feeling something against my foot, i looked down at Mr. Peg, my pet cat.

"Hiii." i cooed after picking him up.

My dad bought Mr. Peg for my 20th birthday because he knew how lonely I'd get sometimes. Well not sometimes, all the time.

I've had 13 boyfriend and all of them were the same. They all wanted sex but i wanted much more than that. If i didn't have sex with them, they'd tell me how ugly and black i was, and knowing how self conscious i was, i would cry sometimes. The last boyfriend i had was 3 years ago and i promise myself that i would never go back there.

After taking a shower and eating dinner that i prepared, i was in bed on my computer watching a movie on netflix, by myself. This was my nightly routine.

Hearing a ping on my phone, i looked at it seeing a message from my dad.

Daddy- my family is having a huge get together soon. I would love for you to come.

- i don't want to. You known I don't go to those things.

Daddy- please hunny. I know you know all your family already but you haven't been at one in 5 years. They miss you.

- lol. Goodbye.

Daddy- okay maybe a lied a little but please? For me?

- I'll think about it.

Daddy- awesome, it's the 23rd of March. Just letting you know in advance.

This was where it all began.

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Hey. How do you guys feel about this first chapter? Please let me know if i should continue. I'd love the support.