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Kacee Charles

"Aye bruh that's like yo eighth shot you really need to slow down," Khalil told me laughing.

I slightly chuckled and downed another shot of crown royal before just grabbing the entire bottle. I sat there looking at view of the penthouse and looking at far we were from the ground and thought about Xyla. I looked at my feet and just sat there,

"Bro she had a whole meltdown in front of me," I muttered seeing Khalil smile fade away. He fixed himself and sat up tall before talking,

"Look," He said tapping me, "What Xyla did wasn't your fault bruh-"

"Nahmir not even talking to me," I said, "We been friends since the sandbox. And now he not speaking to me cause of her."

"Look Kacee, we not gone act like Xyla wasn't supposed to be his girl, you know?" He said. "Right now... we pouring one up for her and being her for Toni... and Aries," He said.

"Aries don't want nothing to do with my ass man," I swatted off as I sucked my teeth.

"She'll forgive you eventually," Khalil said.

"Or maybe she won't," Nahmir said walking back into the living room from the balcony.

I looked at him and he had the look of disgust on his face when he did look my direction. He kept walking into the kitchen and I looked away still looking out the window, "So where's Toni anyway?" I asked.

"She supposed to be on her way to see Aries," Khalil said.

"How she holding up?" I asked.

He shook his head down and looked at me, "She fucked up."

I couldn't help but feel guilt. Even though I didn't ask for this life, and even though I didn't ask for it to happen, I couldn't help but feel this was all my fault. My stubbornness got the people closest to me hurt and it ate me, ate at my soul. The last words I said to her were so brutal and all she needed was for me to say the words. Just to say I love her back even if it wasn't true.

My phone rang and saw it was my dad and answered, "Hello?"

"Imma send you an address, you gone go there and meet the yellow brick road," He said talking in code.

I hung up and looked at Khalil, "Aye I gotta go."

He dapped me up and Nahmir ignored me but I wasn't too phased about it right now. I got it, I'm the problem, I'm the bad guy. But was I really? I didn't ask for this life, I didn't ask for what I was born into. Apart of me feels like my dad was right, maybe violence was just apart of me. Everybody is born with gifts, maybe this was mine, just apart of the story of my life. I was born into violence, I was raised off it, and it's all I know. No matter how much I try to be a good person... A normal person, something always happens.

I got into the elevator and got into my car and put the location in my maps and drove to it. The location took me to a wooded park area and I parked in the nearest parking lot. I looked around for what he was talking about and saw a yellow building made of brick and just assumed. Once I got there it was a warehouse behind it and that's where I saw Uncle Marcus.

He didn't even look me in my eye as I walked past him, "Aye we cool?" I asked him.

He looked me up and down and sucked his teeth. With the week I'd been having, having someone under me. Beneath me in a sense, a deadbeat, man who didn't protect his children from this type of life had the nerve to size me up? Naw.

I jacked him by his shirt slamming him to the wall of the warehouse looking him in the eyes, "We got a problem Unc?" I asked.

"Kacee, you better let me go-"