Y/n grabbed her keys and opened the door. "Ain't nobody ever gone give you three strokes like I could."

"Daddy noooo-"

She shut the door behind her and I rolled my eyes. "Hoe, could've let me finish my sentence." Standing up I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge.

"Hmmm, I think I'm in the mood for some cheesecake!" I yelled and smiled to myself. "Welp I let it be known so Y/n can't say I stole it."

I pulled out a slice of cheesecake and smiled grabbing a plate. "Yummies for my tummy." I opened the pack and placed the slice onto a plate. Using my fork to pick up a piece, I placed it into my mouth and hummed. "Fuck, it should be illegal to make food that assaults my fucking taste buds-"

The doorbell rang and I groaned putting my fork down. "I'll be back for you," I kissed the cheesecake and walked to the door. "What'd you forget- Summer?"

Summer smiled. "Hey is um, Y/n here?"

I shook my head and tensed my muscles trying to look intimidating. "Maybe she is maybe she's not, what's it to ya?"

Summer snickered.

"What?"

"I'm sorry it's just, you trying to look tough is adorable but, you also have, what is that strawberry jelly on your lips?"

I quickly wiped my mouth and rolled my eyes stepping to the side. "Just come in."

"Sorry didn't mean to embarrass you." Summer smiled walking in.

"Oh embarrass me like you did my best friend?" I closed the door and turned to her crossing my arms.

She sighed and looked down. "I came here to apologize, I need to get her to forgive me for making that huge ass mistake."

I scoffed and walked back into the kitchen. "Your gonna have to do a hell of a lot more than apologize Summer," I quickly turned around making her bump into me. "My dad taught me to respect women but you're a fucking bitch."

Summer bit her lip and nodded rapidly. "I know I am."

Quincy sighed and sat down on a stool, patting the one next to him causing Summer to sit. "But, me calling you a bitch is pretty damn hypocritical," Summer raised a brow. "Okay, what you did was fucked up but what I did was worse some might say. I mean I led a girl on, used her, and ended up cheating on her when in reality you did the complete opposite. I guess from certain point of views I could see how you were protecting Y/n by telling her the truth but, telling her she's not Vanessa was kind of fucked."

"I didn't say she's not Vanessa- well I kind of did but, I didn't mean it like that."

"Come on, you meant it like that." She bit her lip and I looked down at my cheesecake.

Should I offer her some?

Nah fuck that.

"Listen Summer, Y/n will probably forgive you quickly but, she'll never forget what you did and your relationship might not be the same. She'll be hella guarded around you and distant even when everything's cool."

"So, she won't ever trust me again?"

I shrugged. "Basically."

Summer shook her head and looked down at her fingers. "I thought I was doing the right thing you know, protecting her," she looked up at me. "Maybe I should've been selfish and stayed with her."

"It's okay to be selfish sometimes and it okay to put yourself first, did you actually love her?"

"Of course, part of me still does I just...knew I'd end up hurting her so I decided to hurt myself, but in the process, I hurt her anyway."

I nodded. "Just be honest with her, Y/n cherishes honesty."

She nodded. "So I'm assuming she's not here?"

I shook my head. "You just missed her but, I can leave her a message."

Summer nodded and stood. "Just tell her I came by, I'd prefer to apologize to her myself."

She looked sad and fuck...I hated seeing girls sad.

"Yeah definitely," I cleared my throat. "Where's Vanessa?"

"Oh, she's at a meeting with her manager."

"Ohh she got a shoot coming up?"

Summer shifted. "Um no, she's quitting modeling actually."

My eyes widened. "Why?"

Summer bit her lip. "I'm assuming you know what happened with her and David?" I nodded slowly realizing where she was going. "Yeah, she just doesn't feel good showing her body anymore."

That fucking sucks.

She started towards the door and I shook my head quickly standing up. "Hey, me and you never got the chance to get to know each other so you could stay here and hang for a bit. It'll be good to get closer since I'm assuming you'll be coming back into Y/n's life soon."

Summer smiled softly. "You don't have anything to do?"

Pick up Travis but, he'll be fine for another hour.

"Not right now, come on let's eat Y/n's cheesecake."

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"Your pretty damn funny Summer." I chuckled shaking my head. She smiled and looked out of the window. "What's up?" I frowned glancing at her and then back at the road.

"Y/n, is she with Jasmine?"

Well...

"No but, I'm pretty sure they'll end up together you know, their endgame." Summer frowned and I cringed. "Or knowing Y/n, she'll somehow ruin her chances of being with Jasmine, or Jasmine says some dumb shit and ruin her chances with Y/n," I shrugged. "Who knows?"

Summer nodded. "So as of right now, she's still single?"

"Why? You want her back?"

Summer sighed. "I have no clue, I actually lied about not loving her that night, I thought if I made her believe that she would have an easier time moving on, but now that I'm back I don't want her to move on."

I frowned still not understanding her actions. "It's a little too late for that." She sighed. "Why'd you want her to move on in the first place?"

"Okay let me be honest, I keep telling myself and everyone else that I'm protecting her when in reality, I'm just...protecting my heart, so I guess I have the selfish thing down pack, " she scoffed. "I think I'm just scared of loving someone or more so of having someone love me." She bit her lip as she stared into space.

I nodded slowly. "Right, I get it I guess."

Girls are sooo confusing...Wow, look at my confused gay ass talking.

We sat in awkward silence for a moment as I drove us to pick up Travis. That kid is crazy so maybe he'll...kill the awkwardness.

Glancing at Summer I sighed thinking about what she told me. What she did was fucked but, maybe I should convince Y/n to talk to her, there definitely seems to be more to the whole "break up" and I don't want Y/n missing out on her chance of happiness. She's been pretty happy with the baby, her career, and her mom and Travis also being happy, shits starting to look up for her and I hope it stays like this for at least a little longer.

"Here," I unlocked my phone and handed it to Summer. "Can you call Y/n's mom? Her name is mama 2."

Summer chuckled and nodded. "Of course."

I tapped the steering wheel as Summer held the phone up to her head. Maybe I should take my other mother and my brother from another mother out to eat, I think they'd appreciate that.

"She didn't answer." Summer sat my phone down as I frowned and glanced at the radio clock.

That's weird, she's off of work and she literally never misses mine or Y/n's calls.

I sat up in my seat and sped up a bit as we neared the house. I turned the corner and started down the street.

"Are those sirens?"

My heart dropped as I pulled up to the house, well as close as I could get. Cop cars and ambulances were blocking the street while all the neighbors were standing around. I slowly got out of the car and prayed that it was just an incident that happened close by, an incident that had nothing to to with Travis or his mom.

I walked up to the barrier and looked around. "Hey!"

An officer turned to me and shook his head. "We got this-"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Sir, let us do our jobs please?"

I scoffed and then tensed as I heard a wail. Looking towards the door I see an officer dragging someone out of the house...

Travis.

I let out a sigh of relief seeing that he looked physically okay. Quickly jumping the barrier I ran towards him. Ignoring the yells of the officers I kept my eyes on Travis.

"Trav!" I walked up and grabbed him gently causing him to quickly turn around with wide eyes. "Hey," I whispered. "What-"

He shook his head and threw himself into my arms as he cried. I rubbed his back and watched the door, waiting for his mom to walk out.

But then...

It was like the world stopped spinning and everything disappeared, the noise, the people, Travis. The only thing I could see was a body bag getting rolled out of the house. My breathing got heavier as Travis cried harder.

No...

No this has to be...she's not...maybe it's someone else. I looked down at Travis who was still sobbing and I shook my head. Maybe he's just scared because he saw someone die, someone other than his mom.

"Sir, can we check on the kid?"

I frowned at the paramedic and leaned back looking at Travis's bloody face. He had cuts and bruises everywhere, a ripped shirt and what looked like a broken wrist.

I nodded and cupped Travis's cheeks. "Hey Trav, let them help-"

"No! They have to help my mommy I'm okay."

I shook my head. "Travis you have to let them help you."

Travis shook his head as tears constantly rolled down his cheeks. "But mommy-"

"No stop," I rested my forehead on his. "You need to be okay alright? I'll call Y/n and she'll be here in no time."

He glanced at the paramedics. "What about my mommy?"

My eyes stung and I looked behind him, watching as the paramedics loaded the body bag into the trunk.

"You just get better okay? Everything will be fine."

Travis nodded and grabbed the outstretched paramedic's hand. "Call my sister please, I need her bad."

I nodded quickly as they walked to the ambulance and I pulled out my phone glancing around at the crowd that was getting bigger.

Quickly dialing Y/n number I wiped my cheek and walked to the ambulance as Y/n answered the phone.

"What's up?"

"U-um Y/n..."

I closed my eyes as a tear slid down my cheek.

"Quincy, what is it?"

"I-I'm sorry I didn't get here in time to- I just stopped to get food with- but I-I came too late and now..."

"Quincy, what happened?"

I sniffed as more cops pulled up, their sirens ringing in my ears. "I was too late and he- Y/n just hurry and get here okay? Don't speed but, try and hurry-"

"I'm on my way."

The line went dead and I let out a shaky breath. I stood outside the ambulance as they put a mask up to Travis's face. His eyes started to droop as they laid him back on the stretcher.

"You're putting him under?"

"His arm is broken and he'll need a couple of stitches, you can ride with us to the hospital."

I shook my head and looked down at Travis who's eyes were closed. "I can't, his sister is coming and...what hospital?"

"St. Vincent."

I nodded and backed away as they closed the back doors. Walking back to the barriers, I climbed over and sighed. What if I got here earlier? Would I have been able to prevent...this?

Fuck it's all my fault.

"Was that- wait did you-"

"Yeah I called her." I looked around and frowned. "All these people don't live over here- is that fucking paparazzi."

"Sadly, they know this is Y/n's mom's house."

My heart dropped at the word mom. I shook my head trying not to cry again. She just lost her mom, she's going to go fucking insane.

Wait no, I didn't see the body in that bag, it could've been anyone.

A couple of minutes later I heard a tire squeal as Y/n's car pulled up. "Um, you can take my car and drive home." I ran up to Y/n's car as paparazzi started to surround her. She climbed out looking confused and then she spotted me.

She quickly walked up to me. "Quincy what the hell-"

I pulled her into me before she could finish her sentence. Hugging her tightly I softly kissed the side of her head. "I'm so sorry."

She pulled back. "Where's my brother?"

"Hospital he's beat up but- hey," I grabbed her shoulders. "He's fine okay?"

"Okay, where's my mother?"

I gulped and shook my head. "She could be in the house."

"What do you mean?" She clenched her jaw as her body started to shake.

"I mean I didn't actually see her she could be in the house..."

"Or?"

"Or s-she could've been in that um...b-body bag."

The crowd of people got louder as everyone looked towards the front door. Y/n looked over my shoulder and pushed me to the side.

I looked behind me to see Y/n knocking down the barrier and walking up to...her dad.

He was being escorted out of the house in cuffs, a smirk on his face. My eyes widened and I ran up to Y/n as soon as she stopped in front of her dad. Y/n reached for him and I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her back.

"What the fuck did you do!? I swear if my mom doesn't walk out of that house in the next minute I will kill-"

I placed my hand over her mouth and smiled at the cop.

"Will she be alright?" The cop asked.

"Yes sir."

Y/n's dad leaned towards Y/n and whispered something in her ear causing the cops to snatch him back.

"Let's go."

Y/n snatched away from me and ran into the house as two cops ran in after her. I followed and felt more tears come to my eyes at the sound of Y/n's voice.

"Mom! Mom where are you come on!" Her voice cracked as the cops grabbed her. "No let me go- mom-mom you have to come out now!"

"Y/n-"

"These fucking cops are touching me and we don't like cops right!" She snatched her arm out of the cop's grip. "We don't like cops because if we did I wouldn't be here yelling for you to come out so just come on please?!"

"Calm down please, you have to leave," a cop stood in front of Y/n and placed his hands on her shoulder. "I'm sorry but, you can't be in here right now."

Y/n started to hyperventilate and I walked between her and the cop. "Y/n, let's go see your brother okay he needs you."

Y/n nodded and chuckled. "Right I'll see my mom there right?"

I sighed as her voice cracked again. "Y/n you know-"

"You said you didn't see a body, I'm sure my mom was gone or she's just hiding because we both know how black people get around cops," she laughed. "I don't know why I'm worrying, she wouldn't leave Travis and I so I know she's okay but yeah, let's go see my brother." She turned and walked out of the house while I shook my head watching her. Her body was shaking and I could tell she was holding everything in.

Shit.

"Um sir-"

"I'm fucking leaving." I scoffed and followed Y/n out of the house to see her talking to some of the fans.

"Everything's fine don't worry," she chuckled as she pulled a few of her fans into a hug. "Thank you for worrying but it looks like its supposed to rain soon so you guys should get home."

One girl frowned and pulled Y/n into a hug. "It's not good to hold in your emotions."

Y/n smiled as she pulled away. "I'm not but, thank you."

I smiled at the fans and pulled Y/n away. We got to my car where Summer was standing looking worried. "Hey Y/n..."

"Oh what's up," Y/n pulled her into a hug. "Um, could you take my car home with you while Quincy and I go see my brother?"

Summer nodded slowly and glanced at me. "Um are you-"

"Thank you Summer, I'm glad your back." Y/n climbed into the car and started it as paparazzi ran up.

"Quincy-"

"Just get home safe okay? I got her."

Summer shook her head. "No Quincy I know exactly what she's doing and you need to make sure she talks about how she's feeling, like now."

"Hey what's going on you two, who died?" Some man yelled coming closer with his camera.

I rolled my eyes. "Go home Summer I'll call you later."

"Please do and Quincy don't let her deny anything."

I nodded and climbed into the car looking at Y/n who sat there staring out of the window. "Do you um, want me to drive?"

She shook her head and cleared her throat. "Nah, you drive like a grandma." She laughed and started the car, slowly driving forward.

I watched her as she got out of the swarm of people and started to the hospital. "Is he at St. Vincent?"

"Yeah, Y/n are you okay? Never mind of course your not okay but, what can I do."

She shrugged and smiled at me. "I'm cool dude, Travis is just a little hurt no biggie."

"Come on, don't pretend like-"

"You said you didn't see the body in the-"

"Y/n she was in there-"

"You don't know that!" She let out a deep breath and scoffed. "Just...stop talking."

I frowned and looked out of the window as she continued to drive. Maybe I shouldn't force her to talk about it right now but, her holding it in isn't good...right?

I glanced at her as she turned on the radio and smiled. "I love this song."

Maybe I should let Jasmine handle this...but I really want to be here for my best friend and plus Jasmines pregnant so she doesn't need to be dealing with this...but she'll find out anyway...

My eyes started to water again and I clenched my jaw feeling hopeless. This is real...she's gone and now what? Fuck she's been more of a mom to me than my own mom and now...

I scoffed. When I said I want Y/n to happy for a little longer I meant a couple of years, not fifteen fucking minutes.

A tear rolled down my cheek and I shut my eyes.

No, I have to be here for Y/n and Travis...

I'll cry later...

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