I sat on the toilet of the bathroom, and contemplated for a long time on whether to call the number or not. I really want to hear my brothers voices. I sigh as I decide not to call the number. I want to see them face to face. A phone call will not suffice or make up for my prolonged absence. I walk back into the room, and hand the phone back to Theo...

"That was a quick call." He says, placing the phone on the nightstand next to us.

"I didn't call." I shrug.

"Why the hell wouldn't you?" He says, looking at me crazy.

"Because I want to surprise them. A phone call just doesn't satisfy me.

"But it's a start towards healing." He says, placing a gentle hand on my thigh.

"Look at me Theo. There isn't much healing I can go through. I'm broken." I say, sadly.

"Stop saying that. You are still everything to me. You mean even more to them. Call them..." He says, handing me the phone again. "Stop this pity party. They deserve answers. "

I look at him skeptically and take the phone from him once more. I press call as soon as I walk into the bathroom. I close the door behind me, and sit on the toilet again. I was nervous, and my palms were sweating. I needed to do this. The phone rung and rung until I finally got an answer.

"Wassup Theo..." His little brother Carter rang into the phone.

"This isn't Theo but may I speak to Faizon if he's there?" I ask.

"Who this is?" He asks.

"It's of the utmost importance can you please put him on the phone." I beg.

He sighs. "Hold on... Faizon!" He calls out and my hearts starts to beat rapidly. The moment has finally come.

It felt as if time was going in slow motion. I don't know how long I was waiting but I wouldn't hang up. I finally hear Faizon's voice near the phone. I sat up straight and cleared my throat.

"Hello..." His light voice spoke into the phone.

My heart warmed to know that he was still well and safe from Jalonni.

"Hey Dottie..." I speak, hoping he remembers the kiddie name I used to have for him.

There was a long pause on his end. "Who is this?"

"You don't remember?" I question trying to ease into the reveal.

"The only person that called me that is dead, so who is this?" He says, as I hear shuffling in the background.

I take a long breath and exhale. "It's Mahyden, Dottie..."

I been in South Carolina for 3 days now. The first three days was on business. Now I can relax and enjoy my stay until Saturday. Wednesday is coming to an end and Thursday is about to be upon us. I get off if the elevator, and start to dig around in my pockets for my room key. Once I grab it, I pull it out of my pocket.

I hear a ruckus at the left end of the hallway. I look down, and see some boy holding another boy in his arms. I chuckled a bit under my breath the must be drunk. I place my card into the lock, and my door opens. I walk in and change out of my uniform. Tonight was the night I go out. I slide off my belt, and my shirt. I throw my clothes on the floor.

I walk into the bathroom, and start up the shower. I pull of the rest of my clothes, and take a quick restroom break. After I pee, I step into the shower. I was tense. Between work and looking out for my bad ass brothers, I was beat. The news about Mahyden really has my mind boggled. What he run away for? Did I not protect him enough? I know I made stupid mistakes when we were younger, but I'm better now. I got better for him. I just want to find him to apologize for how I treated him. I am gone beat his ass though. He knew better.

After I let the water beat down on me, I started to lather up. The soap foamed up on me, and I honestly felt clean. I rinsed all the soap off of me, and turned the water off. I stepped out of the shower, and wrapped my towel around my waist. Once the towel is good and situated I walk over to the sink, and grab my toothbrush. Everyone knows I'm big on my pearly whites.

After I handle my hygiene, I come out of the shower. My phone was buzzing so I went to answer it.

"What you want?" I say into the phone.

"Jalonni I finished all my homework..." Faizon says.

"Okay why you telling me this?" I roll my neck and speak.

"I was wondering c-can I go o-over--"

He pisses me off when he stutters. "Yo. yo. yo. What I told you about that stuttering shit. It's annoying! Now speak right."

He sighs on his end. "May I go over my friends house?"

I raise an eyebrow. "Who is your friend? If it's Carter then no you can not."

"No Jalonni it's Wydrikus" He says.

"Alright. Be back in that house by 10 o'clock and lock my doors up." I tell him.

I knew he was lying but at this point the little fucker could do what he wants.

Once I get off of the phone, I throw it onto my bed. I go to my suitcase and grab my Blue and Yellow All Star Jersey, some Dark Blue ripped denim jeans, and put on my Blue and Yellow forces. I don't wear Jordan's. Jordan's make people feel richer than they are because they got more than one pair, and which I do not.

I brush my waves to the front, and put in my studs. It's safe to say I got some strong ass genes because I looked sexy ass hell. I sit on my bed, and pick my phone back up. One of my homies have me the number to somebody who can put me on to some action around here. I go to my contacts and press his number.

The phone rings two times before I get an answer. "Hello." His deep voice says into the phone.

"Wassup May I speak to the one they call Daddy Mac?" I ask, faking my politeness.

"This him. Who I'm speaking with?" He says and asks back.

"Jalonni. The boy that Hosea told you would be calling." I say, looking around.

He pauses. "Oh! Right. Right. What you need?"

"I need a spot to go to tonight. I want to have a good time and possibly end on a good note if you know what I mean." I smirk.

"I got just the place. It's called little Dell's. It's a strip place but it's almost always live. I'll text you the address and once you get to the door just say 'DMRM' it's a little code to let them know I want them to let you in free of charge. If the question you just say 'A lion attacks weak prey'. They'll know what I mean." He says and I could tell he was smirking.

"Okay. Are the strippers cool with coming home?" I ask, rubbing the back of my neck.

"I got you just be prepared my strippers can make a man go loopy. You want man or woman?"

"Man for tonight." I say.

"Okay, Okay. I don't judge. Hosea already showed me a pic of you so I'll be seeing you." He says and I make a skrew face.

The fuck is he going around showing my picture to strangers for?

"Alright. I'll fall through."

"Okay. See you." He says, and hangs up.

I guess he's the type to always have to hang up first.

My phone soon buzzes and lets me know that he has texted me that address. I look it over, and put it into the GPS to make sure he isn't sending me to the end of the earth. I see that the location is real. I call the front desk, and have them bring my rental car around. I exit my room, and get down the stairs.

I walk directly outside, and hop in my car. The drive was filled with my thoughts and music. I let blast through my speakers as I drove. Once I finally arrived to the club. I found me a suitable parking space. One I parked I got out of the car.

I walk up to the door, ignoring the line behind me.

"Aye man! The line back here." Some random bum says tapping me.

I look at him crazy and turn back to the two big security guards. "You just cut the line fella." The big black one with the braids says.

"I was told to say DMRM." I say, shrugging.

They both look at each other. "Who told you that?" The big white one finally says.

"A lion attacks weak prey." I smirk.

They both look at each other quickly and move out the way. "My apologies sir..."

They must be scared of this dude. Once they let me in I go in and scan for which door I should walk through. Judging by the colors on the doors the men side was in blue. I open the blue door, and a big ole smile sprawls across my face. I walk inside looking all this nakedness I see. Wasting no time, I walk over to the bar to get a drink.

"What'll it be?" The bartender asks, licking his lips.

"I'll have rum and coke." I say and he nods to get me my drink.

I turn my back to the bar and watch as the strippers dance around and perform.

"Here you go..." The bartender says, handing me my drink.

I slide him a twenty and walk off. I find an empty seat near the stage and sit down. No lie the ones that went up were banging. I had to control myself because I'm only here for one reason. Gavin already told me the name Mahyden 'Supposedly' was using in this club. I saw this bad ass stripper walked by and I grabbed his waist and pulled him to me.

"You bold... I like that." The stripper says.

"Whatever I want I know I'll get." I smirk. "Give me a dance."

He smiles and starts to grind his hips down on me. I bite my bottom lip and place both of my hands on his waist guiding his motions. I sat back in awe because the stripper was really keeping up with me. I got hard low key.

"What's your name?" I whisper in his ear and slip a $50 in his strap while he still grinds.

"Creamx..." He replies.

"Let me ask you something..." I lick my lips. "You know a stripper by the name of Ri$kay?"

He turns and looks at me confused. "Yeah..."

"Where he at?" I ask.

"He hasn't been in for like 3 weeks. I just had a convo with him like a week ago. We pull a little move together but nothing major. Last I heard from him he was recovering from getting gang raped and recorded."

My blood started to low key boil. Who the fuck did this? It ain't no better than what I've done but that's just it. Nobody else should be doing it.

"You know you look like him in a way." Creamx says.

Jackpot !

"For real? So he did work here and he is alive and well.?" I ask for confirmation.

"Yes... His name Darrien."

Nope Mahyden...

"Yeah. That's my brother. I wanted to surprise him but I guess the surprise was blown." I shrug.

"He'll pop back up at some point." The stripper shrugs.

"Thank you..." I say, smacking that bubble before he walks away.

I stand up to get ready to leave the club. I got the information I want. I bump into some dude on my way towards the door.

"Watch where the fu--" He stops and looks at me. "It's you..."

"Yeah..." I dap him.

"Come back to the office with me, and let's talk business."

"Business?" I repeat, confused.

"I understand you're looking for somebody..." He smirks. "I can help you find him..."

"Let's go then..." I say.

That ass is mines now !