Deprive

Her Protector

"Hey, Jonnie are you okay...you seemed pretty pissed", Brianna says sweetly concerned. I was soaked comfortably, laid back in her sofa. Of course I was freaking pissed, I didn't think it showed on my face though. She was freaking masturbating and moaning my name wtf? Dont get me wrong, she's everything...everything except mine. I couldn't possibly be amused at what she was doing.

"You really love Chresanto, right"? I turn my head to face her, finding her puzzled.

"Yeah, but I dont see what that has to do with what I asked".

I bit down on my bottom lip and my eyes wondered to the floor.

"I didnt expect you to be like this Brianna, Chresanto is like my brother and you know that", I turned to face her again. I could tell that now we were on the same page and she felt guilty.  She put her head down and started playing with her fingers. Females...always getting emotional and shit making niggas feel bad.

She started sniffling and once she lifted her head I seen her wet face. It hurt me that she was feeling bad inside- that she was even crying.

"Come here", I guide her to come and sit on my lap. Her head dives into my chest as she wraps her arms around me. "Im so sorry, I'm such a stupid slut"!

"No, no Brianna dont ever call yourself that, you aint no slut", I argue.

"You just dont know what to do and your hormones are going crazy. You know you love Chres and you need to stick with that".

"But he's moved on".

"No he hasnt, its obvious that hes just trying to replace you. Brianna, Chresanto needs you. Everytime I look at him he looks lost, he's losing himself. I cant do shit, Tasha definitely cant do shit. He needs you, dont fuck around with me or anyone else. Be there for your man Bri".

She looks at me deeply. So far into my eyes that I could of sworn she was going to kiss me! However, instead she lightly pecked my cheek and rested her head onto my shoulder. She softy whispered, "Thank you". Even though this position was a bit uncomfortable to me, Brianna looked at peace and comfortable. If she was good, then that's all that mattered.

Minutes flew by and Brianna was fast asleep. It had to have been like 7 in the morning.  I still didnt get any sleep. I was tired, but I couldn't go to sleep. So much was on my mind. My apartment,  Nicki, Chresanto, and Brianna. I'm sure the police was trying to get in contact with me. I didn't feel like going through it all. The dumb ass obvious questions! They wouldn't even be able to find those niggas who did it. There was absolutely no point to talk to them. Smh I need to check up on Nicki and Chresanto.

Pulling out my phone I noticed I had 10 miss calls and 7 unread messages. None from Chresanto, but there was a message from Nicki.

'U BETTER NOT LAY A FUCK FINGER ON BRIANNA'

Tf is wrong with her? I understand that that's her friend, but damn! I didnt respond I just hit up Chresanto.

"Jonnie oh thank God you called back! Its Chresanto he locked him self in the bathroom and Im so scared"!

"Maybe you just need to give him some space".

"No", she whined. I'm really sick of all of this crying.

She continues, "He got here and everything was fine at first, he was sitting up on the edge of the bed and started mumbling stuff. Something about nobody loving him and that it was all of his fault....and Brianna and Chrissy...he just sounds crazy as fuck. Can you please come"?

Shit Chresanto. ..I knew he was losing himself, but not like this. "Does he have his gun with him"?

"In the bathroom.. yes".

"Alright I'll be over there asap"!

Brianna's eyes fluttered open due to my movements to get up.

"Jonnie where are you going", she stood rubbing her eyes.

"I don't want you to worry just stay here, dont open the door for anybody, call me if you need anything and I left a gun on the side of toilet".

"Wait nooo I cant shoot a gun, J please dont leave me here alone"!

I didnt want to either and just then there was a fierce knock on the door.

"Are you expecting anyone", I whispered. She shook her head no. I was going to motion her to get to the back of me. But the unknown spoke.

"Brianna, I know you're home. Its Brian....I just wanna talk some things out..please".

I turned to her, "Yeah I know him, its okay".

"You sure"?

"Mhm".

As expected he was surprised to see me when I opened the door. "Brianna remember what I told you", I yelled back at her.

I examined his profile. He had on a suit, looking all fancy and shit. He looked like one of those niggas who owned some shit. Mhmm Brian. I was leaving this nigga with Brianna, I had to make sure who he was and what he looked like.

"You harm her in anyway I put that on your fucking grandmother I promise I will blow your fucking brains out"!

He gulped and nodded. Smh scary ass!

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Oh Jonnie.