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Okay!— so this is defiantly the last part! I hope you all enjoy, thank you for riding this part to the end to these chapters!  ❤️💝😘

Ski is the finest man alive, I swear.

Bye I just noticed how much this ski mask story turned into a Jahseh one...... vro I feel really bad for this.








Ring!

The bells from inside of the building chimed loudly through the halls. You ducked down when water started to spill out from the extinguisher's on the ceiling. You looked around the confused, trying to find any sign as to what was happening.

The lights began to flicker and everyone started to scream. A very feminine and distinguished scream echoed through the hall, making you laugh.

The laugh sounded so familiar, as if you've heard it somewhere before....

Like it was Trunks scream.....

Nah, it couldn't have been trunks.

(Yøu knøw them fire things øntøp øf the røøfs in buildings and shit?— Yeah I døn't knøw what they called)

Stokeley hovered over you and led you outside of the buildings so the water didn't ruin your dress. You tried to protest against his doings but it didn't work at all.

Splash.

Suddenly, a wet liquid spilled over you and Stokeley. As the lights flickered on and off, you could see in the dim light that at the shoulder blades to the back of his black suit was pink. Your eyes widened, even more you wanted to be useful to the situation.

"Stok! Your suit, I thought you rented it out?! You gonna have to pay a lot cause it got all ruined!"

He continued to protectively hold his arm over you. You just sighed, finally accepting him to lead you to what he called 'safety'.

When the two of you finally made it outside, he straightened his back and fixed himself over you. He pulled off his suit to reveal a black undershirt.

"Stok! Your jacket is all fucked up! You should let me help with it—"

"It's alright, it's already ruined...."

Ski folded the suit into a perfect square, he handed it over to you as you held his arm.

"How're you gonna pay for it? You don't have that kind of money laid around the house Ski.... do you have two th—"

"I don't know how it's getting paid, but I know how paying for it"

Ski shoved his suit into your hands and strutted off I to the opposite direction. With his hand clenched and his teeth gritted he approached a familiar group of teenage boys.

The same teenage boys he assumed that threw the Pepsi bottle at him.

"You know what, yo games really ain't funny no more. I hope you got a few hundreds on you, cause you paying for the suit you done ruined!"

You ran after Stokeley as you seen him pull one of the boys down with one hand, you dropped his suit onto the ground and flew off your heels to help Stokeley.

"You think it's funny?! You must thinks it's funny if you thought it'll be aight for you to do it!"

"Ski! Stop it!"

You grabbed on his arm and tried to pull him back, but that was no help. His friends stood back, in fear that Stok may elbow them, or the fact that they might just get hurt.

Only now in the light could you remember his name, it was Rodney. He was one of the eight Rodney's that went to your school.

Stokeley went through Rodney's pockets and emptied him out dried. He grabbed his watch and chain, along with a cheap gas station wallet.

"Stokeley stop it now!"

Only then did a crowd of your classmates ran and formed a circle, taking videos and sharing posts and gossip as to what was happening.

"Stop it now!"

You held to his arm, but not that much worked, he continued to bash his face in until blood spluttered out from his nose and lip.

"What if you hit my girls face with yo dumbass?! What if the stupid bowl fell out yo hands and flew her back?!"

You suddenly stopped and stood back when he said that.

His girl?

What did he mean by his girl?.....

You were so caught up in your daze you didn't notice that Ski outstretched his fist out and back into Rodney's face. When he reached his elbow back out he didn't notice that your face was so close.

"Shit Ski! My nose!"

You skidded back and held onto your face, you groaned and held your nose firmly to stop the blood from leaking out.

Stokeley quickly joined your side and helped you back up from the ground. You head a few complaints from the crowd.

"Why you gotta hit her for?!"

"Don't swing nigga, if you don't know where you swingin!"

"Is yo face okay (y/n)?!"

Stokeley apologized for about a few ten thousand time. He didn't notice that Rodeny crawled over to you and him.

"(Y/n), I'm so sorry! I didn't know I was gonna hit yo nose!— I'm so stupid I should have—"

You placed a hand in the air and waved him off as it was alright with you.

"It's okay, I know it wasn't on—"

"Man stop! I didn't wanna do it!!"

Rodney yelled from underneath. Ski raised a brow and turned to look behind his shoulder, hovering over his new little friend.

"Jahseh told me to do it! He said he gonna buss my jaw if I didn't do it, he didn't wanna get caught by (y/n) so he told me to do it!"

He exclaimed. You stood next to Ski and pointed an accusing finger down at the teen, glaring at his offense. The nerve that he tried to blame your big brother.

"You lyin! My big brother won't ever do something like that! You think we dumb?!"

You gave his chest a kick in, Stokeley held you back. Ski turned to his side to a straining voice from the crowd, at first he thought his ears were just deceiving himself.

"nigga you hit my baby sisters face! What the hell?!"

All of a sudden from deep within the crowd your big brother Jahseh pulled up with Danny, Isiah and Trunks following.

You were surprised at first

"I told you I'll know if anything happen to my little sister! Watch where they hands swinging, or the next one swing right at yo face!"

Jahseh threw off his shirt, you heard the gushing screams of the girls in the crowd. Jahseh stood toe to toe with Ski, Stokeley looked down and Jahseh looked up.

"Nigga, this suppose to be my night. My night with (y—"

"Yo night with my baby sister! No! You ain't gonna have nothing with my baby sister!"

"What you mean me and (y/n) ain't got nothing?! If you seen me and her you would understand that me and her have something. This has been one of the first times I've ever been happy, you could see it in her face t—"

"Fuck that shit nigga!"

Jahseh outstretched his arm out and bent down his knees to form his stance. Stokeley skidded back Into you as you caught him in your arms.

"You ain't takin my spot Ski! My baby sister don't need you, she don't need a nigga ruining shit for her! You really think that she gonna need a nigga like you around her?!"

Jahseh ripped you away from Stokeley and hoisted you over his shoulder. You thrashed around and slammed your fists against his solid back.

Isaiah and Danny pushed everyone back and forced them to put down their phones, if they didn't Trunks just shoved their phones in a bag, taking it from them.

"Jahseh! Stop it!"

You yelled. Jahseh ignored your demands and continued to walk away from Stokeley, his back faced to his used to be best friend.

Stokeley sat on the ground and rubbed his eye, he looked up at you like a lost puppy. You could see the hurt in his eyes when your big brother took you away from him.

"Shit....."

He just whispered, sitting there in the dirt. You thrashed and kicked, still trying to get into Stokeley's grasp. But that was no help, your brother was like a war machine, your hits meant nothing to him— he could barley feel it!

That's when you bit on his arm, forcing him to drop you. After you fell to the ground you pushed Jahseh back and glared up at him.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Jahseh breathed heavily, in hopes to calm himself down. You just stared at him in disgust, he noticed your expression right away.

He snapped.

"Don't put this against me (y/n)! I'm yo big brother, I'm suppose to watch you from people like Ski! Second, he ain't takin my spot (y/n)! Fuck that shit! Momma don't love me no more! Aiden don't need his big bad wolf brother around no more! Even if you don't need me, I still need you! You the only one that bothered to stay with me! I ain't gonna let my spot be taken by Ski! I ain't wanna be alone no more (y/n)!"

Your heart dropped and you couldn't help but tear up at what Jahseh had to say to you. You looked back at Stokeley and than back at your older brother and his friends.

You felt so guilty, you were so caught up in your night and how selfish he was. That you never even took the time to think and ask yourself how your big brother felt.

"Jahseh I—"

You stopped, right now shouldn't be the place to talk about this here. What needed to happen right now, was for everyone to sit down and talk.

"Jahseh, you ride in a car with Stokeley. Isaiah and Danny be in there with you, watch the two of you talk it out"

You helped Stokeley to his feet, giving him a heart warming smile. You gave his cheek a kiss before turning around to your brother.

"Be the bigger person and talk this through with him Stok...... my big brother needs a friend right now"

You walked over to Jahseh, hesitantly continuing your actions. At first you tried to look him in the eye— talk to him. But that failed. Instead you pulled him into a hug and rubbed his back, squeezing him tightly.

"Talk it through with him Jah, when we get to the house we'll sit down. I'm so sorry for everything Jahseh, I really am"

You pulled back and noticed that tears threatened to leave his eyes. You frowned and wiped them away, patting his cheek with a comforting smile.

"Stay strong Jahseh. You guys been friends since juvi, don't let me be the one to ruin it"

You let go and walked past both Jahseh and Ski, you snagged the Keyes out from Isaiah's hand and pulled Trunks in the opposite direction of the commotion.

"If you didn't notice Trunks, you ridin with me. We need to talk"

***

After buckling up your seatbelts and leaving the crowded area, you blasted the air conditioning and adjusted the chair in the car. So far the drive with Trunks was bumpy, but quiet.

Trunks seemed to sweat under all the pressure.

"So, Jahseh........ huh?"

You decided to break the silence first, you clattered your fingernails against the steering wheel. The red lights from the cars ahead of you flashed in the car.

Trunks shifted in his seat as you finally spoke.

"What about him?......"

He asked. He placed his backpack on his lap, shuffling through it before pulling out a container of Strawberry's and bananas from the buffet.

"You want?"

He asked, outstretching the blue container for you to grab from. You happily obliged and took the first few strawberry's at the top.

"You know, Jahseh was really worried about you. Ya know?"

You swallowed down the fruit and glanced over at the aspiring Asian rapper.

"How So?"

"Well....."

He was at first hesitant, but when he finally found a way to word everything together, he spoke once again.

"Everyone thinks I'm just a dumb stupid kid, but I'm really not. I see a lot of shit and I pick up on it, one of it being how Jahseh acted tonight. I don't even think that Isaiah or Danny caught on to how he was feeling"

You nodded your head, continuing to drive.

"Like, I saw the pain in his eye when he saw you with Ski. I heard him whisper some dark shit under his breath, he probably thought he was just whispering or something cause I know he won't say that shit out loud. I heard the strain in his voice when he yelled for you, when Ski accidentally hit you"

You took a minute and chuckled, it was childhood days all over again.

"He must've gotten triggered, our momma's boyfriend's used to slap the shit out of her. But never in front of Jahseh, they knew that he would beat the shit out of they asscrack. Jahseh was always like that growing up"

You laughed and smiled at the old memories. Your thoughts which were once clouded was broken off when Trunks decided to continue on as to what he was saying.

"He told me some sad depressing shit once too..... made me cry I tell you....... he said he ain't never wanted to be forgotten, he said he didn't wanna be left behind while everyone grew up and made something of themselves. He said he felt alone at times when we were all around, all except you of course. Jahseh said you knew everything about him, how you weren't like everyone else. He loved you a lot for that"

You nodded your head and looked to your sides, trying to hide the stuffled tears in your glossy (e/c) eyes.

Trunks noticed this of course, he wanted to somehow lighten the mood. .

"Jahseh isn't the only one that cares for you though, Stokeley cares just as much. He always been checking you out since he was a senior, ya know? He never got the chance to shoot his shot cause he didn't wanna ruin shit with X"

You blushed and leaned your head against the steering wheel. Trunks smiled at how well his efforts was helping.

"H-He did?......"

Trunks nodded his head, continuing to eat his little cut up fruits. The juices slipped and leaked to the corners of his mouth.

"Yeah, it was hilarious! Your dense ass never caught on though, the way he looked at you when you came over the house! Don't tell me you never noticed that once?"

You blushed and hid your face.

"N-No way...... you better not be lying you damn inuyasha lookin ass"

Trunks laughed, the fruit falling from his mouth.

"I ain't! Trust me, I won't do that to you. You like my big sister"

You smiled and pushed his shoulder, he chuckled and saved his fruit from falling.

"You remind me a lot like Jahseh"

****

As soon as you were in front of the house, you were damn exhausted. You threw your shoes over at trunks and made him carry it in the house for you.

You ran inside and threw the Keyes on the counter, you hopped out of your dress and placed it in a dry cleaning bag, zipping it up with the hanger attached.

"Trunks! I'm going in the Bathroom, don't try to go in cause I'll beat yo ass!"

You called from in the room. You gathered all your things for after you showered and stacked them on Jahseh's bed. You were glad that you kept clothes at the house. Scared. But glad.

"Uhh.... okay! Don't take long I wanna bathe too"

You grabbed your towel and began to wash yourself off, the hot water made you feel so good. You felt so good that you laid down for a little bit.

Going over the limit Tsunks wanted you from staying in.

....

After you were finished in the bathroom, a big cloud of steam left the room. You wrapped a towel around your body and walked down the hall to Jahseh's room.

You didn't expect to bump into Ski.

"Stokeley, your face..... did it get more busted? Did my brother try to fight you again?!"

You pulled him down by his shoulder so you could observe, you rubbed his bruised up cheek and poked at the dry blood by his lips.

Ski just stayed quiet and looked away, he couldn't help but look at the curvaceous areas of your body he really shouldn't be looking at.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it. I started it first with Jahseh, he only hit me cause I was being a little bitch. But we cool now

You pushed his face back up and placed a hand on your hip.

"That's great to hear— by the way Don't say that Stok, you ain't a bitch. If you need help cleaning yourself up just tell me, right now I gotta put on some clothes"

"Why don't you just help me right now? What's the matter with what you got— whoops, I mean what's the matter with what you don't have o—"

You smacked his shoulder lightly and blushed, pushing him away.

"Quit saying that Stokeley Clevon Ghoulbourne! I gotta change, we can talk as soon as I'm finish making things right with Jahseh"

Ski just nodded his head, bending down in hopes to get a kiss on the cheek or something. You just rolled your eyes and walked away. He dramatically flailed his arms in the air.

"Come on man, I can't get even one—"

"I'll see you in the morning Stokeley"

Slam.

You closed the door behind you and laughed. Right before you walked through the dark to the shelf which had your stuff, you just smiled.

Thanks to you knowing this room like the back of your hand, you didn't need to know where everything was. The bed in the corner, the shelf closely to the wall. The stereo next to the shelf between the bed.

You didn't need to turn on the lights to know where your clothes were.

First you slipped on your underwear, and sighed as you threw on your baggy shirt and basketball pants. Your body was in so much pain, not talking about the heels that poked at you throughout the night. It just killed you.

You walked over to the door, feeling for the lights. But, before you could turn them on, a voice spoke at the corner of the room. 

"He wanna see my little sister help him with his cuts and shit?— I'll gladly help him fix himself up if he want me—"

"No!"

You recognized that voice anywhere. Before you flicked on the lights, you stopped Jahseh from taking any step towards the door.

"Jah! Wait!"

You pushed him to the ground and stood there for a while. When you noticed that he didn't move, you sat down on the bed.

"We really need to talk big bro"

Jahseh just chuckled and stood back up, he waved his hands in the air.

"No, it's aight. That shit I said at prom? Forget about it, I was just in my feelings Vro. Really I—"

"Jahseh"

You gave him a serious look and patted your hand down to the bed.

"Sit. Down"

You said through gritted teeth. Jahseh quickly sat down, he played with his fingers and just avoided to make eye contact with you.

As if he wanted everything that happened tonight to end. To be forgotten and done with.

But when involved with you that never seemed to happen.

"(Y/n), look. I shouldn't have—"

You cut him off before he could say anymore, you tackled him and buried your face at the crook of his neck. Tears leaked out of your eyes as you held him closely.

"Jahseh I'm so sorry, I'm so so so so so so sorry! I never meant for you to feel like you were nothing! You're not nothing Jahseh, you mean the world to me. Don't ever think that I won't love you the same if me and Ski do hook up"

Jahseh cracked a smile, in the dark there was no way in telling at what either of you were looking at.

"Jahseh I love you. You're my big brother, you're more of a dad than daddy ever was. If it makes you feel better I'll always love you more than any other guy that might pop in from here to there in my life. I promise"

Jahseh was at a lost for words. The gibberish his baby sister used to speak when she could barley put words into place, were now wise sentences that he'll be taking into consideration.

"(Y/n), thank you. I didn't know that I needed this from you, but I need this....."

You felt his nose wrinkle and sniffling from him. A

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