Abusin' Ain't Dead.

So We Meet Again

|Camille's POV| At The Hospital.

Warning, sexual content.

"Wake up." I heard someone say. "Baby, wake up."

I opened my eyes breathing heavily. When I looked up, the face I thought I would never see again was standing before. Brandon Jarell Williams. Tears flowed freely from my eyes, as I looked at him in awe. He was smiling brightly at me, holding my hand tightly.

No one else mattered at this point, because my baby was here. My first love, my first everything. This man was my pride and joy, I refuse to let him slip from me again.

"It's been awhile baby girl.." He started off.

"Just kiss me." I giggled. He did as told and he kissed me like he never had before. Our tongues moved in sync, as somebody cleared their throat. I pulled away from Brandon to see my brother standing beside me.

"Kennyyyy!" I yelled, smiling brightly. "Oh my gosh, I missed you so much!" I cried, holding on to his neck as he returned the hug. He planted mutiple kisses on my face as I giggled.

"No love for me? That's fucked up. Some bestfriend you are muthafucka." I heard a familiar voice laugh.

"Trigga! Come here!" I cheesed. I gave him the biggest hug ever, hell I jumped out my bed for his. I think I missed him the most because of his goofy ways.

"I can't believe you guys are here. It's like, a dream.." I sighed, looking over them. They looked buffer. And they were slightly taller.

"Well believe it baby, and this time we here to stay. You're not leaving us again." Brandon smirked. I playfully rolled my eyes, then a thought came to my mind.

"Wait, why am I here?" I asked, sitting on the hospital bed again.

"Well, after dumb ass tried to kill himself you passed out." Trigga explained. "Then other ole buddy took you here, and called us up."

"Who? You mean Blue?" I asked. They all nodded. "Well, where's the little boy that was with him? I want y'all to meet him." I grinned. I think it was important for them to meet my little homie.

As soon as I said that, they started laughing. What was so funny?

"Babygirl, we already know Kareem." Kendrick told me.

"How?" I asked, confused.

"Because, I'm really your brother sis." I heard another voice say. I turned around to see Kareem standing with Blue. I jumped off the bed to give them hugs.

"I tried to tell you before we were kidnapped, but you know what happened.." He trailed off. I put my hand up, not wanting to talk about it. Then I turned my attention towards Blue.

"So Blue.." I started off. "Is Tymir really dead?" I asked.

"No, his dumb ass is in critical condition though. I'm gon' try to get custody of his kids, until he gets well."

"That's good." I smiled. "If you need any help, I'll be glad to help out."

"I'm glad you said that, because I can't do all that girly shit with Aniya." He chuckled. I playfully hit him, and grabbed his hand bringing him over to the guys. I needed to get something off my chest.

"Y'all may not be happy with me about this, but I'm gon' continue to have a relationship with Blue. I've grown attached to him, and I just can't cut him off like that. Yes, what he did was wrong and way out of line but I forgive him and y'all should too." I announced.

"I don't trust em, but I'll be cool." Brandon mumbled. I winked at him, and he bit his lip seductively. We got some unfinished business.

"I don't like the nigga, but I'll be cordial." Trigga stated.