I woke up cold chivering in the tub butt naked. I knew then and there Yasmin possibly left me and remembered my days of my addiction. I knew this was my fathers idea to help me like he use to do my Uncle. I guess its in the blood because I was so much like him when it came down to my habits. I grabbed my phone off the window ceil to feel that my jaw was swollen as I looked in the phones camera. I was embarrassed knowing that Yasmin probably left my ass for good. Here I was suppose to be in rehab and still making the wrong choices. Standing up I slip on the wet floor. Immediately my mother walked in tossing me a towel hovering over me.
"Get your ass up Malik you are going back to rehab. I get a text from your father at 3 o clock in the morning of him telling me that your back drinking. Why do you keep embrassing this family hu?"
I listened at her before I entered the room to see Yasmin belongings were still there. In my head I knew I fucked up big time. Hopefully she'd give me another chance. Unsure of how this may turn out I figured my mom knew I brought someone because she was eyeing the clothing same time. Walking over she picked up the clothes in wonder before holding a shirt out to me. I took it out her hand to put back in the bag zipping it up.
"So you brought someone with you just great I hope they dont have a addiction like you. Matter fact where is she so I can pay for her little flight or some cash to head home. I must admit from looking at her clothing she got good taste in clothing but not in men. As well as me being curious as to if its Kevin ex."
The door opened and in walked Priest with a smile on his face picking up her bag. He grabbed her bag to take out the door but I grabbed it first. I wasn't about to let her leave without speaking to me. My mom looked at me like I was crazy. I told him to tell her if she wanted her bag to come get it herself. He walked out mumbling under his breath when he returned 5 minutes later my grandmother was with him.
"Malik give him that bag nobody want to see you after that stunt you pulled last night. You know you nearly caused her to lose that baby stressing her out."
"Grandma I didnt mean to its just that I'm tired of secrets being held back from me. And to top it off now Yasmin is lying to me as well. You know she has me in rehab and now for what. She aint going to let me see the baby!"
Tears ran down my face as I sat on the bed. I than asked them to just leave me alone. Lying in the bed I just waited for the room door to close before I layed in the bed. Falling into a deep sleep I was awaken by a knock before my father spoke through the door telling me to get dress and come down to his car because he wanted to take me somewhere. I finally got dressed to put on my sweats with a matching pair of slides. My velvet durag to match with what neutral colored shirt I put on. Walking out the front door my father waved for me to get in as he sat in his car alone. His bodyguard didnt go with us which make it crazy because he never went no where without his guards.Jumping in his Jag F-type two door coupe he put the top down pulling out the garage to get on the highway. Along the drive he didn't speak we drove in silence. We pulled up to an apartment complex that I grew up in before he started hustling. Surprisingly Trey was pulling up as we got out the car.
"Dad I'm not in the mood to see him right now or anyone. Everybody I'm around can't help but lie I just need a drink and to sleep."
My father pulled out his gun handing it over to me. I didnt know whether to be scared because he wasn't in a jokey mode. My father was tough on me but never put the street persona on.
"Here take this and shoot yourself dammit you tired right?"
Staring at the gun and how loud he was speaking Trey and I both were in shock and scared. He went on a rant about how ungrateful I have been over the years. So Trey is always stepping in to to help me when I make mistakes. I walked back to the car before my father told me stop or he'll put me down like last night. Now it all is coming back I respected my father so I turned back around because fighting him isn't right. I owed him more respect than to not obey him. Trey seemed to jump in asking his purpose for being here. My father rubbed his forehead before putting his back on his waist.
"Trey look man I know you know me beside the business we do but I want you to know your like a son to me and always will be. Now Malik you need to know the truth I didn't want to keep it away from you but this information I have on your mother will effect you both. And now I dont care how you take it but forgive her. Trey I've monitored you making sure you were raised with a good family. And getting you back taking you in my household after college because I reliezedwhat a mistake Olivia made. Now yall are men looking out for each other its only right."
Placing my hands in my pocket I looked at Trey taking his shades off. My father took out his phone to show us a picture of my Uncle which I never seen. I looked at it to notice he looked alot like Trey. Than Trey just look at the picture without a thought.
"Well Trey know that I knew your father but you dont act nothing like him. For some reason Malik you act more like him more than anything. See when we lived here your mother and I was going through alot about how late I worked. After while Trey was born we moved Olivia was pregnant and than your Uncle died of liver disease I had to step up for the family. I worked ten times harder out pushing whatever and anything I could till I got to control my own territory. Over time Trey the family you lived with didn't have the funds to send you to college. So me and Olivia split I put you in college making sure you and Malik were roomates and everything fell in place. Now yall are like brothers and now should know yall are blood brothers."
"What the fuck you mean blood brothers" I said.
"My brother is Treys father but Olivia is your mother."
A old beat up Carpis rode by before coming back hitting a youee when a guy pulled up to see my father.
"Yoooo bro your name Mal?"
"Yeah it is, what is it to you bro?"
"Nothing much my nigga just word on the street is that you killed Streetz sister Kima with your ex wife with the fat sweet ass."
"Oh word who you hear that from partner?"
At this point I tried to stop my father because he's a hot head sometimes. The guy let his gun ring as a few bullets was put into my fathers chest as he hit the ground. Looking at his body drop the car took off as I grabbed his gun to fire into it. I yelled at Trey to call 911 hovering over my dad again. He did as I told him as we switched so I ran to get to his car to see if he any drugs. He did in which I told Trey to stay with him and I'll take the car. Me and Trey argued when he told me fuck the car none of our prints on it. Rushing over to my dads body we examined him as he started to go into shock. My father had tears streaming down his face trying to speak by this time the blood was flowing everywhere. Trey got down on his knees to talk to him as his body figgeted.
"I knew all along Mal about Liv being my mom. I thank you and won't let your businesses go down."
Standing beside him I said my last words to as tears ran down my face.
"Dad I love you and will stop my drinking."