Page 3 of A Hurt So Good

“You’re a two-faced bitch. I don’t even know why you’re standing in my damn yard right now, Rachel. In fact, if you don’t get the hell out of here in the next ten seconds, I’m going to drop your ass,” she yells at the girl. I chuckle, which catches their attention. They all turn to look at me, but I shrug my shoulders.

“Really, Denz? You’re going to let your sister talk to me like that?” Fucking Rachel. We dated, no, we didn’t date. We fucked. That’s all we did. And now she thinks she has some strange claim on me, which is laughable.

“Is she wrong?” I ask as I smoke my joint and walk closer. When I’m close enough, Sasha pulls the joint from my fingers and brings it to her lips, inhaling. She turns her head and blows the smoke directly in Rachel’s face, causing her to gag.

“Of course, she’s wrong! She’s being a brat. You need to put that little bitch on a leash,” Rachel smarts off. I reach over, grabbing my joint out of Sasha’s hand right before she throws the first punch. Rachel doesn’t back down. That’s not how she is. Rachel has her own little gang of girls who could easily take Sasha if they wanted to, but I don’t let that happen.

Rachel swings back and knocks Sasha back a step before Sasha roars and pounces on her. Now, a good brother would stop this. A good brother would intervene and make sure his sister was okay. But that’s not me, and that’s not how we are. Around here, you have to learn to fight, and that’s exactly what I’m letting her do.

The two girls go at each other as I eye the other girls, making sure they don’t get into it. That’s when my brother’s walk up.

“What the hell is happening here?” Warren asks, nodding toward the girls.

“A little catfight,” I tell him. Harlon laughs as he cheers Sasha on. None of us share the same mom; it is just us guys who share the same dad. That doesn’t mean they don’t treat Sasha any differently; she’s just as much their sister as she is mine.

“Damn, Sasha! Keep your hands up like I taught you,” War yells at her. Sasha steps back and raises her hands in the air, keeping them in front of her face before she fires another shot. When the blood starts to flow from both of them, we move in. I finish my joint and scrub it out on the concrete before stuffing the roach in my pocket. By the time I’m done the other two already have them pulled apart. Sasha smirks at Rachel as blood drips down her lip.

“Let me catch you out by yourself, bitch!” Rachel yells. War moves instantly, coming to a stop in front of her, right in her face.

“And you’ll do what?” He challenges her. She looks up at me before looking at the two of us and back to him.

“You can’t protect her all the time, War.”

“No? Maybe I can’t, but the three of us can. You lay one fucking hand on her, and I will gut you, Rachel.” War doesn’t make idle threats. When he says he’ll do it, he will.

“She’s not even your sister!”

“Doesn’t matter if she’s my blood or not, she is my sister,” War reminds her. “Now run your ass back down the street before Icall the probation office and tell them you’re smoking again.” With that, she spins on her heel and storms down the street. War just shakes his head and turns back to follow the rest of us into the house.

Chapter 3

Warren

“Nice throw, little sis,” I tell Sasha as she drops down onto the kitchen chair. Harlon is grabbing some ice from the freezer and filling a bag with it to put on her eye. When he’s finished, he walks over and passes it to her.

“That was a good throw. You’re learning,” Harlon tells her. She grins up at him.

“You didn’t think I could do it?”

“Fuck that, Sasha. We knew you could do it. We just haven’t seen you in action in a while. You haven’t come down to the gym. Where’ve you been?” I ask her.

“After school detention.” We all laugh except for Denz. He looks pissed.

“What did you do?” Har asks her.

“What didn’t she do?” Denz chimes in.

“It wasn’t that serious, Denz. Fuck,” she snaps.

“Watch your mouth,” he snaps back. Sasha rolls her eyes and then looks back at us.

“I told Tracy Hawkins I fucked her dad.” Now, we all burst into laughter. Even Denz cracks a smile.

“What did she say?”

“She ran to the principal and got me put in detention.”

“You’re not even old enough to fuck anyone,” Har comments. Sasha glares at him before Denz moves. He snatches her off the chair and drags her around in front of him.

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