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“Yeah, I do.”
“You better keep it PG with her. I’m serious, man. If I find out you … Just don’t unless you’re ready to offer her that white picket fence, a ring, and the family she wants someday.” He sighed before he continued, “I know you got ghosts, bro. We all do. She’s a good girl, but she’s a little naive. She hasn’t seen what this world is capable of just yet. She was sheltered, more so than me. Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish, because then we will have problems. But as far as guys dating my sister go, I don’t think she could have picked a better one. You should give yourself a little more credit.”
Mikel’s chest tightened. He was speechless—honored that this man believed in him enough to give him his blessing. His warning was clear: don’t start something you don’t plan on seeing through. He had no plans of letting Remy go. The thought was physically painful. But could he really go through with this, take from her what could never be given back? He’d screw it up somehow, because he ruined everything.
But it was too late to turn back now. “Thanks, man.”
He needed some air, and time to think. He nodded and got back in his car before starting the engine and driving off towards his house.
Mikel’s head was a jumbled mess of voices screaming at him.
I believe in you, bro.
You’ll never amount to anything.
You’re just like me; you’re nothing.
I see the good in you.
You don’t do anything right.
You belong to me.
You are nothing but a failure.
You are ugly and weak.
Worthless piece of shit.
I hate you.
Guilt. Shame. A vortex of confusion and helplessness to the voices in his head suffocated him. He needed to drown them out—escape his past and the pain that came from a lifetime of trauma.
His phone buzzed with a text message. Glancing at the screen, bile rose in his throat.
Joe: Got a job for you. Same address as before. Give him the late payment special.
Fuck!He had no choice.
He reached one of his shaky hands into his pocket, pulling out two pills, and swallowed them without any liquid. It wasn’t working fast enough. He needed something stronger. He turned left and headed towards Isaiah and June’s house.
