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Shawn rode back to his crib in silence, feeling very resentful. He didn't want Moni to feel unsafe around him and that her life was always in constant danger in his presence. If anything, he was doing all that he can to protect her from it.

She really meant a lot to him.

His brother wasn't making it any better either. For some reason, Jon was acting pretty strange lately. From him asking weird questions to his sudden outbursts, Shawn was starting to question his motives. He wondered if he was secretly plotting to get Moni back, or if he was jealous and just being a cockblock. He didn't know what was up with his brother.

Shrugging the thought of him off, Shawn made a detour to his boss's crib. He was going to inform him about the situation that had happened earlier to see what they could do to take care of it.

He parked his car on the curb and made his way to the apartment complex and up the piss smelling stairs.

Shawn reached his boss's apartment door and knocked on it several times before he opened it.

"Wassup man?" Boss greeted, giving Shawn a quick dap before stepping aside to let him in. His eyes was low and red as fuck, indicating that he was currently getting high.

"Nothing much, we gotta talk though." Shawn walked in and took a seat on the singular leather couch. He ran his hands over his face, letting out a deep sigh.

"What's wrong?" Boss questioned, noticing Shawn's body language. He could tell that something was off with him.

Boss took a seat on the long couch, then took a long drag from his blunt.

Shawn paused for a moment before he spoke. "I went to Denny's earlier today with my girl," he started. "We was chilling and then 3 niggas came in. One of the niggas was named Big Dee, the two other niggas was like his henchmen or some shit."

Boss quickly sat up, putting out his blunt on the ashtray nearby. He knew who Big Dee was as well as the connect he was working with.

Shaking his head, he remembered how he assigned Shawn the task of eliminating Durk. And now that these niggas were on his case, it probably was because Durk was secretly working for them as well as for boss, playing both sides of the teams. His loyalty must have been stronger to the opposing side for them to try and come after Shawn.

"I knew that nigga," Boss stated, rubbing his chin. "He was some stickup kid in the projects that came up long before you did. He's working for a connect that I know, who's a huge threat to my business. Durk must've been working with him on the low while with us. And when you eliminated him, they decided to come after you."

"Fuck, bruh," Shawn groaned. Now it was definite that Moni's life was possibly in danger. "I don't want them to hurt my girl or come anywhere near her. She already feel like her life at risk around me cause them niggas came in there armed and ready to shoot anybody."

Boss nodded his head. He now knew exactly how Shawn was feeling, hell, he'd feel the same too if he was put in that situation where his girl was in possible danger because of the shit he was doing.

"They ain't gonna get to her," he assured Shawn. "I guarantee that. But to make sure, I'm gonna send out two of my best workers out there to make sure you and your girl straight. You familiar with Jah and Rick?"

"Yeah, I know them two," Shawn replied, putting his hands in his pocket.

"Ight, it's settled," Boss stated, pulling his flip phone from his pocket and sending a brief text message to Jah and Rick. "On every task I assign you, both of them will be there to assist you. If anything pops off after that, they'll have your back."

Shawn nodded his head. He really didn't want to be accompanied by Jah and Rick, especially when he was doing something for the boss cause he was a very independent person. But he had no choice. It was for the sake of Moni's safety.

"Thanks boss for everything, I really appreciate it. But a nigga gotta get going, I needa go back home."

"Alright man," Boss said, getting up to give Shawn a quick pound. "Take it easy."

"I will," He replied, giving him a pound back and quickly exiting the apartment.

Boss watched as Shawn left. He saw himself in him. He remembered when he was the same age as him, working in the streets, hustling, doing all that he can to make a quick dollar to support his loved ones and homies. He was determined and headstrong in every situation he was challenged with. Boss saw that with Shawn, which made him appreciate him more.

"You ready papi?" Celine called from the hallways, snapping him from his thoughts. She was the replacement of the other Dominican broad he had the last time.

"Yeah, I'm coming," he replied, making his way over into the hallways and disappearing into them.

~~

Shawn stepped into his apartment and closed the door. He made his way over to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator door, he grabbed the Minute-Maid fruit punch and a nearby glass stained cup. As he began pouring, he noticed Jon emerging from his room and coming by the kitchen as well.

He looked disheveled. His clothes were out of place and he looked very scruffy. He probably was taking a nap.

"Yo, can we talk?" Jon croaked, leaning against the counter with his hands in his pocket.

"Ight," Shawn replied, putting the juice back into the fridge and closing it. Grabbing his cup, both him and Jon walked over into the living room and sat on the couches.

"Listen bro, I'm sorry about today," Jon started, not making any eye contact with Shawn. He felt really bad about what he did, and not only did he feel bad but he felt stupid. He could've not only costed his life, but his brother's as well. "I thought I could help, but I guess I ain't do shit."

Shawn chuckled dryly before he responded. "It's cool, but I ain't expect you to pull no dumb shit like that. I don't know what's been up with you, but you been acting really funny lately."

"How I been acting funny?" Jon asked, being oblivious to his behavior.

"Nigga, first you question me about having sex with Moni or not, then you come to Denny's with your bitch but worried about mine," Shawn snapped, putting the cup down on the coffee table. "Do you still like her or sum?"

"Nigga, cause you straight lied," Jon spat, picking his head up and fixing his gaze on Shawn. "We supposed to be brothers, not keeping shit from each other and our loyalty supposed to be strong, what happened to that?"

"Lied about what?" Shawn questioned, not knowing what Jon was talking about.

"You lied about having sex with her," he continued. "I was waken up from my sleep from y'all fucking and heard everything."

"It's not your business," Shawn replied, getting annoyed. "I lied cause it's not your fuckin' business with what the fuck I do, especially with Moni. Why yo' ass care, you like her still?"

"Yes I do," Jon said truthfully. "You been doing shit to put her life in danger. You out here hustling and killing niggas who got people who riding for them, you think that they not gonna come after Moni next?"

Shawn was getting more agitated by the second. "Nigga, I already took care of it, so stop talking like you know what's finna happen. I'm doing all that I can to make sure she's straight. And too bad that you still like her, she's mine now and I ain't letting shorty go. If you knew how to handle shit, maybe you still would've had her."

"You only with her to bust a nut," Jon sneered. "And we both know that."

Without warning, Shawn landed a punch to Jon's right cheek which sent him crashing to the ground.

Shocked with his mouth agape, Jon put his hand over his bruised, now half swollen cheek.

He didn't expect for his brother to go and hit him, but he disrespected him. Shawn really loved and possessed genuine feelings for Moni. All he cared about was being in her presence. Sex was nothing but an added bonus. For Jon to go and say that he was only with her to get a nut off really pushed him.

"Say some stupid shit like that again," Shawn barked, stepping closer to Jon, making him put his hands over his face in defense. "I'm gonna give your stupid ass more than that."

Jon laid there in shock. He couldn't fathom any words to say, fearing that if he said another wrong thing, Shawn would beat him senseless.

"I love shorty with all of my fuckin' heart," Shawn began, his voice wavering. "I don't care about busting a fuckin' nut or none of that shit. All I wanna do is care and be there for her like you never fucking was because you a gook and don't know how to handle females. Now stop being a jealous ass nigga and support me. We supposed to be brothers and you letting your feels get in the way of our fucking bond."

Shawn stormed off into his room and slammed the door shut. Sitting on the edge of his bed, he ran his hands over his face. He didn't want to put his hands on his brother, but he's been trying him recently as if he was some incompetent on the streets. If nobody was gonna put Jon in his place, he had to do it.

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