Chapter 2
Dwayne... Yeah right, mark thought as he kept walking past street thugs... And gang stars...
That bastard is the damn reason why he was going through this stress.
Mark had always liked dwayne amongst all his brothers, even though they weren't from the same mother, or he seemed dangerous as the world claims him to be. He knew Dwayne had a light in him.. He may seem cold but thats for the world to see.
Before Dwayne mother died she loved Mark the most and had always gave him the impression that he wasn't like his siblings...
She kept pushing until he realize that in high school.
While growing up, he was Dwayne's annoying pet only one bold enough to tell him things that no one else could. Unless they wanna be 6feet below.
Numerous times Mark would piss him off Dwayne would angryly walk up to their father's office, as always the old man would be smoking that pipe of his while playing chess... "I swear am gonna kill that kid! " Dwayne spat
Their father's as always, would act as though no one came barking in his office, and that always piss Dwayne off.
"Oh really? Ya really wanna kill your own brother son? " their father would ask calmly still playing his chess.
Dwayne clenched his teeth and walked off.
Now they were all grown ups, and no one tells Dwayne wat to do? Mark better respect his boundaries...
He came to a stop at his destination when he spotted Dwayne's black van parked in front of a small house.
He sighed relived. Then stared at the house again... Then crossed the street to his brother van.. Then he heard it...
"Oh shit" Mark cursed.
"Oh yeah, yeah! Hit me harder... F**k!! Yes! Ahhh! "
Mark shook his head... No wonder he wasn't picking his calls. He was busy Fucking.
Stupid son of a bitch.
He sighed and he rested his back to his brother van and cross his hands over his chest.. And Waited. As the moans grew thicker, Mark couldn't stand it.
He knew if Dwayne finds him here, he's as good as Fucked.
Still he waited.
Minutes later he heard the door open and he saw his brother fixing his pants as he threw his coat over his shoulder. Mark couldn't help but notice the gun on his waist band.
"I'll see you later baby "
The lady in return came out with just her undies and a very revealing tan-top. Mark noticed the gangstar tattoo on her neck.
He scoffed as the girl smiled seductively at his brother... "I'll be waiting babe" she gave him a kiss on the cheek and ran a seductive finger down his trouser...
Mark rolled his eyes... Oh boy... If care wasn't taken these two are gonna have another round right here in the open, and he wasn't about to watch that shit.
As if sighting his brother from his hysterical vision, Dwayne held her hand to a stop then gave her a kiss.
"Let's save it for tonight baby "
She smiled and nodded "Aiit. Bad boy " and she went in and closed the door.
Dwayne took a moment to set his hat straight before coming down the stairs that led directly to his van. He was half way down when he sighted his brother waiting with his hands crossed. That brat.
His face stiffened and his eyes suddenly looked dangerous and deadly.
Yeah... Now that's his brother. Mark thought.
Dwayne came down the stairs.... Still giving him that look....
"You know I gave dad my word that I won't kill you. "
He said as he came face to face with Mark.
"But I swear to God boy., if you don't get your skinny ass off my ride, amma beat your ass up. "....