A Little Piece of Heaven

Up Her Sleeve

.:Brian's POV:.

I rolled over in my bed, staring at the open window as the sun shone brightly through. I glared at its happiness.

I was anything but happy.

I lost my girlfriend and my baby last night.

Yeah I don't deserve them since I am with Michelle, but she was a one time thing. Well, two time but I forgot she was supposed to come over last night.

I'm a fucking idiot.

I sat up in bed, kicking the blankets off me. Sleep was clearly not coming to me at all, I didn't sleep one second last night. Nikki kept invading my thoughts, knowing she was pissed with me again.

Seems like once we were happy, something always came and fucked it up. As if the world was telling us we weren't meant to be.

I grumbled under my breath as I walked into the bathroom, turning the shower on and letting the bathroom fill with the hot steam. I stripped out of my clothes and stared at my reflection in the mirror.

I glared at the guy that looked back at me.

I hated him with a passion.

When the mirror fogged up and I can no longer see the naked body of the man I hated, while every woman on earth craved for him, I entered the shower. Scrubbing my body as hard as I can, believing I could scrub him away like the dirt on my body.

I leaned my head against the cool wet tiles in the shower, letting the water stream down my body as I let my thoughts wander for a bit.

Hearing Nikki's vicious voice on the phone when she called, ordering me home. From seeing her angry, betrayed tears in her pained brown eyes. Hearing her telling me she hates me, that she wants nothing to do with me.

It hurt every time.

I hated when Nikki was angry with me. Made it worse that it was always my fault.

I would like to say it wasn't always my fault, but in truth it was. I never thought things through, I always acted on instinct. And it fucked me over now.

"Fuck!" I yelled out as the cold water stung my skin.

I quickly jumped out of the shower, looking around for a towel.

Just my luck, there was no towel in here.

I peeked my head out the bathroom door, not seeing or hearing the girls except for their soft snores in the guest room.

Covering my manhood with both hands, I ran into my bedroom quickly. Closing the door behind me.

I wouldn't have cared if it was only Nikki here, but Diana was here and I didn't want her seeing me naked.

For fucks sake, she was like a baby sister to me!

No way was she going to see my manhood. It might give her a heart attack from it's large size.

I chuckled to myself as I slid into my jeans, not bothering with boxers again. I didn't like wearing boxers. It just didn't feel right wearing them.

I slipped a shirt over my head and spiked my hair some and applied the basic eyeliner before walking out of my room. I stood outside of the guest room, fighting with my thoughts on peeking in or not.

I peeked my head in, seeing Nikki and Diana curled under the blankets. I tip-toed into the room, walking over to Nikki's side and kneeling beside her.

Watching her as she slept.

I lightly traced my fingers over her cheek, pushing her brown hair out of her beautiful face.

I couldn't believe I fucked up. I finally had her and Michelle entered back in the picture.

"What are you doing?" Diana hissed.

I jumped at the sound of her voice, not realizing she was awake.

"I, uh-" I whispered. "Diana, I-"

"Can it, Gates." She glared. "I'm going to pretend I didn't see you. Now get out."

I nodded and gave a last look down at Nikki, my heart breaking.

I walked out of the room, softly closing the door behind me.

Leaning against the bedroom door, I shut my eyes. Diana never looked at me like that. Well, once when she found out about Nikki's virginity and all that fun stuff. And then there was the time I shaved her eyebrows off.

That was the alcohol. Alcohol made me do that.

But she got me back. For proof, I have tweety bird tattooed on my left ass cheek.

My phone vibrated in my jeans, making me jump slightly and my heart race. I reached into my front pocket and saw that Matt had texted me.

Good. Just the person I wanted to speak with.

I needed to get this problem between him and Diana fixed. And quick.

"Gates, I need you. NOW" The text message read.

"What's going on? Everything alright??" I quickly texted him back, jogging down the stairs and jumping the last step.

As I let Pinkly out so she can do her business and spotting a nice turd from her on the new carpet.. Again, I felt my phone vibrate once more.

"No, nothing's good. Val's back..." The message read.

My eyes widened. Shit!

"Come on, girl." I clapped my hands, gaining Pinkly's attention and she came running back in.

I quickly cleaned up the turd in the living room, leaving a note for the girls asleep upstairs that I was at Matt's. And if they, for whatever reason, needed me to call me.

But I wasn't holding my breath. I was on their shit list now.

I slid into my car and sped for Matt's house.

What did Val have up her sleeve this time?

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Hey, everyone!

Sorry that updates are slow. Work has been insane, especially with its weird hours. But I'm trying my best to update as soon as I possibly can.

So sorry for the wait.