The Book Of Syn (Newly Edited) ✔️

Chapter 2: Big Brother

Chapter Two

Santana

"Its fucked up how Kendrich gave that girl a black eye and you just sitting there acting as if she one of your brothers Santana, she is still a girl and your little sister at that," Tokyo commented as she braided my hair back as she usually would on my typical Saturday mornings.

"Tokyo, like I said I'll handle it. Syn is grown, she has everything going on great it was just one bad thing that happened and I know that Kendrich and the rest of them know better, she could have prevented that herself, I got more things to worry about." I explained and looked down at the phone looking through my text messages waiting for the connect to send that message.

I was the caretaker of my six younger siblings after my parents died over five years ago and I already knew that minimum wage bullshit job wasn't going to support seven people in one house so drug dealing became a full time job, full enough to get a house with seven bedrooms and four bathrooms, enough for all of us to have our own privacy. I just always made sure that my brothers and sister were eating and had a roof under their heads. A lot of people dreamed for a lifestyle like this while I got my ass up and took it, spent years hustling and selling on every block to have this house built from the ground up just to see all of us grow up together as a family rather than to be separated forever because of the death of our parents.

She smacked the phone out of my hand and I quickly turned to her, "Like what? Your dumb ass friends who constantly put themselves in jail or your girlfriend who practically been here for eight years but somehow you don't appreciate me or these eight faithful years," she explained and I looked at her as she always brought up the same ol bullshit over and over again.

Tokyo, eight years with this woman and she has been the most loyal to me. Loyal enough where she left her own quiet apartment just to live in this crowded house with me and seven other people like we lived in some reality show. She accepted in a way and gave Syn's company as a woman. Many times she tried to cook and clean but I wasn't going to let her, I loved her in a way that it was so indescribable. I just thought that the only thing that really keeps Tokyo on edge was that she wanted to really be committed and married and right now it wasn't the time for that. Marriage was far from my mind and the more than she pushed marriage on me, was the more it was going to be delayed.

"Tokyo why you saying that? Have I ever done your ass wrong for the past eight years?" I asked and she shook her head no, "Alright then stop with that bullshit Yo, you are fucking grown, when I met you, you was seventeen and I was twenty, we was some young ass kids but I was in fucking love. I took your virginity and became your first, and you became my first cause I ate that pussy like a damn champ am I right?" I asked and she smiled from ear to ear knowing that I was completely right and that snapback would be unnecessary.

I looked at her though the mirror and smiled, I already knew how she felt about everything, she didn't want to be just the girlfriend sitting on the sideline but there were reasons why I couldn't wife her exactly at this moment.

My phone started ringing and I looked at the caller ID to see Mic calling me, just the call that I have been waiting for, I looked up at Tokyo and she groaned taking her hands out of my hair and I walked out of the room sliding the answer tab across my screen. Even after eight years, I still couldn't have business conversations all around Tokyo only because these conversations could either make or break us through our relationship and through the feds, I couldn't afford taking up years in jail, there was already one in jail because he thought he could trust his bitch.

"Talk to me Mic," I answered and he took a deep breath into the phone as if he was out of breath.

"Santana, what's good?" he answered.