Coca.

Forty

Forty
Mr. and Mrs. Jones

"It's over. It's finally fucking over."

2 weeks later

I had been back in Houston for a week. I was living my life in auto pilot, still grieving the deaths of all of my childhood friends. I felt naked and vulnerable now that there were few people in this world that I could actually trust. We were just now starting to rebuild the trauma center, but today would be my first day there. I wanted my life to feel at least a tad bit normal, so against everyone's advice I returned to work and started to become more involved in all of my businesses again.

Tahj:sos. Meet in basement of TC in 15.

I closed the message from Tahj and called Mariah. "What's the sos?" "Not sure. I'm headed to the basement now." She replied. I hung up the phone and decided to leave my office to head that way. It wasn't until I was walking down the hallway to the elevator, that it hit me that I would be seeing Tyler for the first time. My blood immediately started to boil.

Shit I left my gun in my office.

I walked into the basement noticing that everyone was already here. Once I locked eyes with Tyler, he smirked at me. Tahj quickly stood up to block my path.

"Charlie... I know you want to kill him, but let's talk." I was furious as every emotion possible engulfed my body. I thought about everything Tyler had done to me. My eyes scanned the room for anything I could use to hurt him.

"We took everything out of the room Co." Travis said reading my mind. I stood frozen with my eyes burning a hole in Tyler's head. I went to sit down not breaking eye contact. I tried as hard as I could to relax my face so everyone would ease up and stop staring at me. They had fear in their eyes like I was a psychopath. Tahj slowly sat down not taking his eyes off of me. As soon as his bottom hit the seat I lunged at Tyler punching him in the center of his nose. He fell out of the chair, so I took the opportunity to wrap my hands tightly around his neck.

"Get the fuck off me before I kill him." I spat through gritted teeth at Tahj who was attempting to pull me off of Tyler. The grip I had on Tyler's carotid artery caused him to faint. I was blacking out and couldn't let go.

"COCA! Enough!" Travis yelled out pushing me. I finally let Tyler's neck go. I still wasn't satisfied as I watched him starting to quickly regain consciousness. I stood over him and spit in his face. I wish I had my gun to put several bullets in him.

Tyler sat up and wiped his face chuckling.

"As you guys can see why, we're getting genuinely concerned about y'all." Mariah stated disrupting the silence in the room. Tyler and I continued to exchange death glares.

"Seriously guys. We can't afford for you guys to fall apart. We're family and this shit is getting out of hand. Just get divorced like regular people and move on." Tahj added. Neither one of us said a word. Tyler's chest was heaving up and down as he got more agitated. I adjusted myself in my seat to prepare to fight him if need be. "Charlie, why would you have him kill Mark? That's low as hell. And Tyler for you to get mad and kill Alina of all people?! What the fuck is wrong with y'all? Since when do we use each other in warfare? Since when do we go to war within the family?" Tahj asked.