September 1st, New Orleans

It's been a rough week for not only Kingston but Renae as well.

After failing to kill herself, she locked herself inside his guest room for 2 days completely embarrassed by the whole ordeal.

The only way she spoke to him was if Karen came over and sometimes Bryson.

He's been trying to get her to go back to Church but she refused, a part of her felt embarrassed for what she's done and the other part of her couldn't handle being judged and stared at.

He didn't want her to go on this trip with him for the simple fact that he knew she wasn't stable for it but she refused to go back home or to stay with his mom.

So here they were.

"This is your house?" She asked looking at the interior.

"My homeboy hooked me up." King answered as he put his keys on the hook.

"It's nice." She complimented, walking around the corner to check out the bedroom.

He kept it simple, a nice 2 bedroom, with a spacious living room and kitchen area.

2 baths and a good size backyard.

"It is." He spoke putting their stuff down in the corner.

He was still pissed off about what happened but he's been trying to keep things cordial.

It was 10 at night and they were both exhausted from the long drive.

Sitting down on the couch, he laid back and covered his eyes with his arm.

"Don't touch me right now Nae." He mumbled when she sat on his lap.

"I t— Ok... I'm sorry." She apologized getting up.

Looking at him, she went to say something but stopped herself.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled before walking towards the room.

Shaking his head, King stared up at the ceiling.

This thing called life was starting to get the best of him.

But in the end he knew he would come out on top.

**

"What you doing up still?" Bryson asked standing in Dajon's doorway.

"Renae will never be right will she?" He asked staring at the photo of them.

"What do you mean?" Bryson asked walking into the room and closed the door behind him.

"She's been holding so much stuff in since a child and then what she had to go through now as an adult. From Doctors trying to rape her and drugging her to a therapist not believing her then to get kidnapped and assaulted by niggas, one who she thought she could trust... her mind is gone. She might pretend to be ok, but her mental is gone. I know it is." He expressed and Bryson sighed sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"She's not crazy like she believes and her mental may be broken some but she's still in there son. She just has to fight these demons that's trying to take her. I'm sorry I wasn't there like I should've been and I'm sorry you have to be in the midst of things. That's still my Zuri in there I know it." Bryson spoke as his eyes grew watery.

"You hear me?" He asked and Dajon nodded.

"That's still your sister and no matter what I want you to love her and treat her as if nothing ever happened. Don't you be afraid to hug her and joke with her, that's what made you two a duo, don't you give up on her because I wouldn't do that to you." He spoke as he began to cry.

"I'm tired of seeing her like this pops, I don't know what mom is doing. She's walking around pretending like everything is ok and it's not!" Dajon snapped.

"I know DJ... I know.. but we gotta stay strong for your sister ok?" He asked embracing Dajon.

Nodding, they patted each other backs as they cried together.

"We gon be alright, you hear me? We gon' be alright."

**

September 2nd

"How long you staying here?" Jamel asked Kingston as they sat out back rolling up.

"Not sure yet... I know it'll be longer than a week." He answered and Tyron nodded. "Yo shorty here?"

"Yeah, she in da room sleep." He answered leaning back into the chair then blew out a breath.

"Ah hell." Jamel and Ty spoke.

"What's going on?" They asked looking at him. "Nothing, how da lil niggas doing?" He asked changing the subject.

He loved his boys, but he liked to keep his problems to himself.

"They been doing good, lil niggas pulling in profit left to right." Ty answered as he lit the blunt.

"We got big shit planned for yo Gday bro." Jamel announced handing him the blunt.

"I told y'all I don't want nothing big, I got my girl here." He reminded after puffing on the blunt.

"Nigga we just wanted to rent out da VIP section up at da Penthouse." Ty told him and Kingston kissed his teeth.

"Da strip club nigga?"

"What's wrong wit dat?" They both asked and King shook his head.

"I got a shorty, y'all nigga wild." He spoke before taking another hit of the blunt.

"She can come too, you said she danced right?"

"Not strip nigga, she dances dances." He corrected and they busted out laughing.

"Oh damn... well go see if lil sis up. I gots some questions." Jamel replied then blew the smoke out.

"I said she's sleep, do y'all niggas listen?"

"Nigga it's twelve in da afternoon, ain't no way she's sleep." Ty spoke, shaking his head, King got up and jumped at both guys.

"Y'all worrisome." He said before walking inside the house.

Heading down towards the bedroom, he pushed the door open seeing that Renae wasn't in bed.

Backing up, he looked towards the living room but she wasn't there.

Walking back inside the room, he saw the bathroom door cracked.

Closing the bedroom door, he walked towards the bathroom door and pushed it open slightly.

The mirrors were foggy, the shower glass as well, hearing soft moaning, King squinted his eyes some seeing Renae standing under the water pleasing herself.

He stood watching for a moment, he hated being mean to her but 2 weeks ago was the last straw for him.

He's been trying his hardest to fight for her and help her heal so it hurt him when she felt as if he left her alone.

Feeling his soldier began to wake up, he snapped back to reality when she hit the shower wall as her body shuddered.

Almost forgetting that Jamel and Ty were here.

He walked into the bathroom just as she slid her finger in and out of herself slowly.

Moaning, she threw her head back and called out his name.

Fighting with himself, he shook his head then walked towards the bathroom door and closed the door.

Coming out of his clothes, he slid the shower door open and stepped in.

Tilting the shower head away from them, he pressed his body up against hers and she stopped.

"I got company baybeh." He spoke lowly against her neck as he moved her hand and replaced it with his.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." She apologized, slightly embarrassed.

"You gotta be quiet ok?" He asked pumping his finger inside her slowly.

Nodding, she relaxed her body into his and closed her eyes as she pictured them making love.

It's something she's been yearning for.

"I'm s—O fuck... I'm sorry King." She apologized.

Not responding, he turned her around and lifted her up.

Caught off guard, she almost screamed but caught herself.

Wrapping her legs around his neck, she held onto the wall as he worked his tongue inside her.

She wasn't sure how he thought this would keep her quiet, but she would try.

**

"Hey?" Renae called softly as she grabbed King's hand stopping him from walking out the bathroom.

Turning around, he stared at her.

Looking down momentarily, she looked back up at him.

"I never meant to hurt... I'm sorry. I'm gonna try harder ok?"

Not responding, he continued to stare at her.

"I'm just... I love you... but I'm constantly horny and it hurts me when you don't want to touch me." She vented as she wiped her face.

"I've been doing some research and it says some people use sex as a coping mechanism... I just... I'm ready to go that route with you but you don't want to."

Wiping her face, she laughed softly.

"I don't even know why I'm crying over this." She mumbled.

"I never been in love before, but I know I'm in love with you and I also know that I hurt you and I just want you to forgive me. I don't want to fight, I hate not being able to talk to you or have you hold me. I feel safe and loved when I'm with you but w—." Stopping, she wiped her face.

"When you're mad at me I feel empty, I know I was wrong for taking those pills and I know I hurt you, but I need you King. I don't want us spending your birthday week here not speaking." She finished then dropped her head.

"I got scared... so I ran." She mumbled then sniffled.

Standing between her legs, King tilted her chin up and wiped her face.

"I love you Renae, Lord knows I do baybeh. But I can't... I won't stand here and watch you give up on life when I'm here fighting for you and with you."

"I know a—let me finish." He spoke cutting her off.

"Ok.."

"I love you, I'm in love with you. If nobody else has you, I need you to know dat I got you ma. I'm here baybeh, you gotta stop closing me out. Talk to me, stop shutting down and talk to me Nae, I'm all ears for you ma, you just gotta speak." He told her and she nodded understanding she smiled when he wiped her face.

"I'm not mad anymore, but you did hurt me Nae, dat shit scared da hell out of me. But I understand you're fighting demons mama, but you're bigger than dat. I'm here, I ain't going anywhere aight?" He said and she nodded.

"I love you man." He spoke resting his forehead against hers. "I love you King, I'm sorry." She apologized wrapping her arms around his neck and hugged him.

Placing a kiss on her shoulder then neck, he patted her butt and stepped back.

"Clean yourself up and meet me in da living room." He said, nodding, she hopped off of the counter and cut the faucet on.

She just needed one more thing handled.

**

"I was starting to think you weren't real." Jamel joked as he stood up to embrace Renae but she stepped back.

She still wasn't comfortable with other guys touching her.

"Sorry." She apologized when he furrowed his brows.

Renae walked over and went to sit next to King but he pulled her down onto his lap and leaned into the cushion.

"How long have y'all been together?" Ty asked putting his feet on the table and King gave him a look.

Kissing his teeth, he put his feet down and Renae laughed leaning into King.

"We just gon say six months." King spoke and Jamel laughed.

"Nigga you don't know?" They asked which made Renae laugh.

"Things were crazy with us... there's a lot of back tracking we have to do." Renae spoke up.

"You don't know either?!" They asked and she laughed shaking her head.

"We met in January, hung out a few times, fell off for two months then started back again. So I'ma say late May or early June." King announced.

"Technically y'all known each other for about eight and a half months?"

Renae and King nodded.

"But y'all been dating maybe since June?"

"We had some issues around dat time and in July, but fuck it we just gon' say since April damn it." King said and they laughed.

"So... y'all niggas in love?" Jamel asked and Renae giggled when King whispered in her ear.

"Y'all nasty." Ty spoke and King flicked him off.

"Mind yo business." King told him as he slid his hand up Renae's shirt.

"Man whatever, so Renae, you like strip clubs?"

"What?" She asked frowning her face up, King gave him a look and Ty chuckled.

"Do you like strip clubs?" He repeated ignoring the look King gave him.

"I never been to one... why?" She asked turning to look at King and he played it off by shrugging.

"Would you be mad if we took bro to one?" Ty questioned and she shrugged.

"I mean, I want you to go with us though." He added and Renae laughed sitting up.

"That's what you wanna do for your birthday?" She asked looking at King.

"Nah." He answered cutting his eyes at Jamel and Ty.

"Go, I know it'll be fun." She told him.

"You gotta come wit me." He replied and she frowned.

"Why?"

"So y'all can get some lap dances together." Jamel mumbled and Ty busted out laughing when King chucked the remote at his head.

"I'm only twenty." Renae informed.

"Niggas be sixteen in there, you'a be aight." They told her.

"Ok." She mumbled leaning back into King.

"This gon' be good."

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