Through His Thorns

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🌹 Arabella Brown 🌹

"Are you out of your fucking mind!" I whisper yell at my little brother. "You've been dealing drugs?"

"I'm sorry," He whispers back. His face was now drenched in his tears. "I'm borrowed a large amount of money from a friend and in order to pay him back I needed a fast way to get money. He hooked me up with his dealer and-"

"Okay, it was a stupid mistake. I understand that, but why are you scared? Have the police caught on yet?" I question him, confused.

"No, not the police. But my suppliers." I takes in a shaky breath. "I told my friend I wanted to stop selling them and he told me it's not possible. So I-"

"What did you do?" I cut him off, eager to know.

"I burned them!" He yelled, frustrated. "I burned them all! And now if I don't bring them a hundred thousand dollars by midnight, he'll hurt someone."

"One hundred thousand dollars!" I scream. That's a very large amount of money. " Emric, I only have seven thousand in my savings account. Together we can give ten, but definitely not one hundred."

"I know. I'm in trouble." He whispers. "Hey, your studying law, right. We can blackmail them into thinking we're going to call the cops on them."

"Not a bad idea, but why don't we just call the police?" I suggest.

"No! These people are dangerous. His name is Richard and he will kill anyone who comes in his path. If we tell the police, we're dead."

I start pacing, thinking of ways I can get a hundred racks before midnight. "Em, what are we going to do. Your idea was stupid. Yes I'm studying law but I'm definitely not a lawyer yet."

"Fine, I have another idea, but you may not like it." His eyes meet my own. I nod. " I heard Dorian's mom paid his way into an Ivy League University. This means they have a ton of money. We can ask him for some, and if we can't get all of it, I'll talk to Ryan, my friend, and he can get me in contact with Richard and we'll pay half now and half later."

Dorian paid to get into NYU? This can't be right. "Fine, I'll go to Dorian right now and try to get this mess all cleaned up."

...

I hesitate while before knocking on Kya's apartment door. A disheveled Ian, one of Ian's older brothers, answer.

"Hi, um is Dorian home right now?" I awkwardly ask. He just smirks.

"Your my baby brother's girl, eh?"

"No, I-" I start to explain but I'm cut off by his yell.

"Dorthy! Your girlfriends here!" Dorthy? Girlfriend?

After a few silent and awkward moments later Dorian appears in the doorway. He frowns when he sees me.

He was dressed in a black tank that exposed the tribal print he had tattooed on his bicep and a pair of black basketball shorts. His dark hair shined as he ran his hair through it.

"Arabella? What are you doing here?" He asks, still frowning.

I take a deep breath. "Dorian, I need your help."

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