My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 01

I was watching 'How to get Away with Murder' in my bedroom, well trying to at least. My older brother, KeyShawn, was having company for the weekend and he had music playing that was drowning out the voices from the show. "the fuck he got that music loud like it's a fucking house party" i said to myself. I threw my head back on my pillow groaning in frustration and hating the fact that my best friend was out of town for the weekend visiting her cousin, and I was currently single so I definitely had nothing to do or nowhere to go. I jumped to my feet, making my way to my bedroom door and swung it open stomping my way downstairs to my brothers room, the basement.

Our house wasn't big but not small either, shit in my opinion it was nice comfortable size, and why wouldn't it be for as long as I can remember it's always been KeyShawn and I. My brother has been taking care of me since the passing of our parents when I was 12 years old. We were sent to live with my mother's brother who would frequently beat my brother and I till one night he came into my room and raped me I didn't tell my brother till a year later that's when Shawn caught him in the act and beat him brutally with a bat. Since then Shawn has vowed to never split up and always look after me. Last I heard uncle Lucas had a broken leg ribs and nose and arm. My brother friend took us in giving Shawn a job and once I found that bag of drugs and guns in his closet I have been afraid to ask what he does, or rather afraid to face the truth. we made it this far and I know my brother wouldn't let anything or anyone hurt me and as I would for him. It's a relief really not have to worry about where our next meal is coming from or picking out the trash or stealing from the store and/or houses to eat.

As i got closer to his bedroom I could hear the sound of woah by lil baby playing. I swung his bedroom door open and was hit with the smell of weed. I stomped my way over to his Bluetooth speaker and cut it off. "what da fuck?" my brother friend Tyree said looking up and chuckling after realizing that it was me "oh wassup Ke'Yanna?" Tyree is like a brother to both shawn and I. He has been around before and after our parents death, giving us a place to stay and Keyshawn a job. "hey Ty" i said calling him by his nickname and smiling then turning my attention to keyshawn "why da fuck are you in my room bruh, then you touching my shit" my brother said with irritation passing his blunt to his lightskined friend i recognized to be Jay. Now Jay he was a sexy, smooth talking ass fuck boy, he always flirted with me and tried to touch on me every chance he got but i'll be damned if i be added to the long list of hoes he fucked. Plus I most definitely didn't trust his dick. "I can't fucking hear TV, why the hell you gots this shit loud fa anyway.?" i said back with just as much irritation and annoyance in my voice.
"cuz i can the fuck you thought, take ya lil ass back upstairs" "lil? lil wea nigga" i said getting mad i looked to see a thick Mexican girl hugging on his arm giggling as if some shit was funny. the fuck that bitch laughing at. l thought to myself. I raised my eyebrow as she spoke "ya heard ya brotha sweetheart run along" the Mexican bitch said laughing rubbing on my brother's chest. I took a deep breath to calm my anger. this bitch must not know i'll knock the implants out ha ass i said to myself. I put my hand on my hip and looked at her then back at my brother "shawn i hope you told ya lil hoe that you got crabs, don't want ha itching and burning to " i said smirking using my brother nickname. the Mexican thot got up and made her way out the door, not before saying some shit in Spanish did she slammed the door shut. "man i outta beat yo ass bruh, why the fuck you always playing fa ?" keyshawn yelled. "she got yo ass bruh" one his friends said laughing shaking his head. "man shut the fuck up devon." Devon was the youngest out of them all, he was cute, we actually dated for a month but we never had sex, but he does know how to clean his plate baby. I broke things off after he realized he wasn't ready to settle down and I respect his honesty. We are actually good friends though. " ight damn yanni we finna head out in a lil bit anyway." keyshawn continued shaking his head exhaling the smoke from his blunt.
" i wanna g-" before I could finish he cut me off "bitch ya ass ain't going no wea wimme. wea ya fine ass friend at call her up or sum shit." he said passing the blunt with his attention on his phone. "she outta town. I ain't wanna go with you and yo ignorant slow ass friends anyway." I said crossing my arms. I felt somebody staring at me and looked to see Justin fine dark skin ass was looking at me up and down. my brother and Justin have been friends for 6 years they were like brothers. i had a bad crush on him when i was 13 and i'm sure he knew that, i wasn't exactly subtle about it, I was over that shit though after seeing him kiss up on some girl and I wasn't abouts to beg no nigga to like, love or what the fuck ever else me that shit was dead. Plus keyshawn and all his friends were some dirty dick niggas and i'll be damned if i caught some.
I didn't exactly have the body of a 13 year old and embraced my curves but to a certain extent. I ain't dress like no hoe and i ain't dress as if i wasn't my age either i just simply tried to embrace my outer beauty. in summarized words i was trying to love myself, i guess thats why i got in more fights with bitches than i can count, and shit as I got older i was that female that every nigga wanted to eat out, fuck, or impregnate. Shit I ain't lose my virginity till I was 17, thats better then some bitches can say and my body count was low. I turned my attention back to my brother "can i get some money so I can order some food" I asked walking so I can put my arms over his shoulder. " all that shit you were talking, then you made me miss out on some pussy. hell nah you betta go make som noodles or pizza rolls the fuck" he said laughing while shaking his head "didn't i give you like 300 dollas yesta day" he said more to himself then me. "i mean yeah but i spent it on my hair, nails and at victoria secret" keyshawn just stared at me in a 'okay and?' type of way "please keyshawn damn i braided ya hair fa you" "ight here take the damn card and get out of my room, when you done you know wea to put it at" I kissed him on the forehead smiling "don't be kissing me with those dicks suckas" he said wiping his forehead off standing up to turn on his Bluetooth speaker. "love you too bro" i snatched the two blunts off his table and walked to the stairs. "yea yea and don't think i ain't see ya slick ass take my shit, wash them dishes fa me too sis" he said putting his attention on his phone laughing.

"oh now i'm sis" i said shaking my head laughing. as I walked to the stairs i could feel somebody watching me, when i turned i saw that Justin was watching my every move intensively as if he was trying to tell me something. I flipped him off and he just shaked his head chuckling turning his attention back to his phone. Once i got back up stairs I made my way to the kitchen and saw that it was a sink full of dishes. "what the fuck did these motha fuckas eat?" I said out loud to myself making my way to the sink. I took my phone out my shorts pockets, putting in my headphones and shuffling my song list, i started the dishes. After 15 minutes I was letting the water drain out the sink, while I started putting the dishes up in the cabinet. "wassup yanni" I jumped hearing Justin's voice say. "you scared the fuck out of me" I turned my attention to him seeing he was laughing. "what you want Justin" i said rolling my eyes wiping down the counters. "I'm just grabbing a drink" he said. "well looks like you playing around to me." "you don't like me do you? What I ever do to you" he said walking so he standing in front of me. I looked up at him and scanned his face for some type of amusement but only saw seriousness.
"I ain't neva said I didn't like you. I just think you like every otha nigga." I told him shrugging "how them otha niggas act" he said coming closer looking at me in my eyes. "shit you should know.." i said pausing scanning his face but it was blank nothing could be seen but the redness and lowness of his eyes so I continued " you a hoe, you'll stick ya dick in anything with titties and a pussy. yall disrespectful, y'all cheat, y'all liars and y'all some lame ass pants sagging wannabe and shall I continue?" "mmm.." he said with a thoughtful expression. He walked closer that if I leaned forward we'll be kissing, not that i'll complain. "you just know it all don't you?" he said smirking "well i had my own encounters not to mention i'm related to one" I told him putting a hand on my hips.
" right..I should've known" he said looking down shaking his head " you one them females" "what females cause i ain't like no otha bitch" i told him looking up at him. "you think every nigga the same. you the 'oh niggas aint shit' type of female you that want love but scared to love, you that I one mistake you out kinda female, you the everything gotta be perfect, you a wishful ass hypocritical ass female but let me tell you shawty..." he grabbed my hips so that we were now touching. He bent his head so that his hot breath touched my ear and whispered "I may be a street nigga, that don't mean I don't know how to treat a girl right" after kissing my neck, he slid his hands down my waste to my ass and looked me in the eyes not moving his distance. he was so close i could smell the weed and mint on his breath. "I'm a street nigga, not no fuck nigga baby, I gotta heart I know how to love gentle and rough which eva one you prefer" he said with a smirk then kissed the corner of my mouth.
Then moved to the fridge, I released a breath that I hadn't noticed I was holding and stared at him now leaning next to me on the counter. I shook my head smirking then turned walking up to him doing as he did me. "thats anotha problem yall niggas have" i leaned my head down to his ear making sure my lips brushed his neck as i spoke "every nigga want some yall can't have, and shit y'all start some y'all can't handle love" After leaving a wet kiss on his neck I moved to grab my phone. "what makes you think I want you shawty" he said with amusement in his voice. His eyes followed mines down to his bulge through his sweatpants and I smirked as well he did too.

"aye yanni- what the fuck yall doing" my brother voiced said coming in the kitchen, looking at me and justin. I stared at Justin for a minute before grabbing shawn's card off the counter and made my way to him noticing Justin watching my every move. "I did ya dishes you and ya strifling ass friends let in the sink" I said looking at justin. Justin just smirked "here i ain't hungry no mo im finna go to bed" I told my brother after giving his card back. "ight well we finna head out" he said with skepticality in his voice. "ight yall be safe" "i'm glad you care bout my well-being" justin said, i rolled my eyes making my way to the stairs before hearing "nigga i'll beat yo ass, motha fucka i seen you looking at my sister ass" keyshawn said. "you tripping bruh come on man damn, i know thats ya lil sis" justin replied. I smiled to myself closing my bedroom door. I sighed closing my eyes, not knowing what I got myself into.

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