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"Are you sure you want to do this?"  Keisha glanced at me from the driver's seat

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"Are you sure you want to do this?"  Keisha glanced at me from the driver's seat.

I don't know
Did i really want to do this?

My eyes locked on the baseball bat on my lap.

No one knew what i was going to do.
Not my brother or Gio
Just Keisha.

We were also the only two person that saw the footage.
And before i actually reveal the truth i wanted to pay the man involved a visit and ask some questions

The same man that apparently ran to my house after he shot my brother.

The same man who drove me to the hospital, comforted me while i had an episode and stayed with me the entire time

The same man that brought pancakes, cereal and juice just because the hospital food tasted nasty.

The same man i was madly undeniably and completely inlove with.

So that's why we were parked a few houses down.

I could hear the music from the car.
They were no doubt having a party

For what?
Probably celebrating the little stunt they pulled on my brother. 

I didn't want there to be a crowd. So that's why we waited.

We waited as more people left and only his car was left in the driveway.

I knew there had to be some other people with him.
He was never truly alone.

No doubt Pablo, Chico or even Benji. And perhaps even Cesar.

I didn't care though

I had questions.
And i wasn't leaving until i got my answers.

Even if i have to beat it out of him.

"To be honest I'm not. But i have to do it."

I had to.

"I can start this car now and we can drive away. Just give me the go ahead and I'll do it."  She didn't want me to do something I'll regret.

But what is life without a few regrets

"I need answers Keish. And where else am i going to get it from than the man himself."

"Okay. I'll drive closer to the house." She nodded and did just that.

We were now much closer to the house.

I glared up at it.

This was the house i spent alot of time in as a teen. This was my second home.

My heart was heavy.

I didn't want to go through with it.
But my anger was getting the best of me.

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