Darrin POV 🌑

I put the blunt in between my lips and inhaled. Luis did the same with his.

"I don't see how y'all can be so calm at a time like this." He said, barely keeping his eyes open.

"We're good. My brother won't even find us. I haven't even heard from him in a few days...."

"Well damn, are you sure he's still alive?"

"My mom hasn't called me telling me that he's dead, so I guess he's still alive."

"Is Clinton coming out here with us?"

I shrugged. I felt myself beginning to get on his level of high. ☁️

"I don't know. He told me he was taking a shower."

He licked his lips then took another hit. "His birthday is tomorrow."

"Yup. Actually in a couple of hours...."

"How open are you and him?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are y'all down for a threesome?"

I looked him and furrowed my eyebrows. "Hell no. You're not touching Clinton."

He chuckled. "I was just trying to give him a night to remember. Plus it's not like it'll be something new between Clinton and I. He was mine first."

"Yeah well he's mine now."

"You're not competition, Darrin."

"Oh I'm not?" I asked sarcastically.

"There's a reason why you're scared...."

"I'm not scared of anything-"

"Scared that I'm gonna steal the show?"

"You don't have anything on me, Luis. Please believe that. Clinton likes me way more than he likes you. I bet my life on that."

"I'll believe it when I see it." He said as he took another hit.

Clinton came outside and walked to us.

"I miss you, baby" he said as he gave me a kiss.

I looked at Luis in victory, but he had his eyes closed and said "I still didn't see shit"

We both laughed hard and Clinton shook his head while a smile crept on his face.

"Y'all are too high" he said

I chuckled. "Talking about you miss me, I've only been out here for like 15 minutes."

"15 minutes too long" He took my blunt and took a hit.

"So who gives better head, Clinton? Me or Darrin?" Luis asked.

He chuckled but didn't answer the question. Instead he said "Why are y'all competing with each other?"

"We're not competing because there is no competition. I've already won." I said

Luis gasped a little. "I just figured something out!"

"What?" Clinton and I asked in unison

"Have y'all ever noticed that marijuana spelled backwards is marijuana? I've never noticed that before!"

Clinton and I looked at each other then took a step away from Luis, at the same time.

Luis playfully rolled his eyes and continued to try to finish his blunt. "Yeah whatever, I know what I'm talking about."

Clinton kissed my forehead and hugged me. His lips made their way to mind and made contact. His hands dropped to my waist and our tongues moved in sync with each other. His hand dropped to my ass, as he began to grip and squeeze it.

Sam POV

"Ok I got some tea to spill." Summer told me.

I got a little excited. "What is it?"

She took a breath then said "Eric and I have been talking for a few weeks now."

I didn't believe her. "You're lying."

"I swear."

"Yeah, I'm just not buying it. You would've been told Darrin and I."

She then showed me their messages. 😳

My jaw dropped. "You're lying!" I said as I realized it was true.

"But don't tell Darrin."

"Why?" I asked, with my eyebrows furrowed.

She sighed. "I just don't know how he's going to react."

"We're all best friends though. He has the right to know, plus I doubt he would be mad."

"I just don't know about this...."

"Darrin is currently dating someone from a different gang, plus he's disobeying his brother by doing so. Do you really think he's gonna be mad if he finds out you're talking to his brother?"

She sighed again. "Just give me sometime to think about this, ok?"

"Fine."

Darrin POV

I'm straddled on Clinton, in bed.

"I'm ready for my birthday gift now." He said, biting his lip.

I blushed and leaned down to kiss him, so we can get this thing started. 😏

Out of nowhere the door busted open.

"Surprise bitch!" Eric said with his gun aimed at Clinton.

Clinton and I both got up and I can tell Eric was about to pull the trigger.

"Stop Eric! What the fuck are you doing here!?" I asked him, scared and angry at the same time.

"So this is the fool you went away without a trace with!?"

"Eric please-"

"Shut up! Darrin you've been messing around with a crip!? After you told me he wasn't in the gang life!? So we're lying to each other now!? Is this what we do now!?"

"I didn't know how to tell you!"

Clinton took a step forward and Eric jumped at him, causing Clinton to take a step back.

"Don't you ever try to walk up on me again. Have you lost your mind?" Eric told him.

"Look man-"

"No you look! You're lucky you're not dead right now because the plan was for me to just come up in here, start shooting, and then ask questions!"

"Eric! Can you please calm down!? I will call the cops if you pull that trigger!" I threatened.

He furrowed his eyebrows. "Oh so you're taking his side?" He said as he pointed his gun at me and walked closer to me.

At this point I was heated. My own brother really has a gun pointed at me with his finger fighting with itself to pull the trigger or not.

"Eric...get...that gun...out of my face." I said in a calm but serious tone.

He started tapping his foot as he thought about his next move.

"Now." I said

He did what he was told and as soon as the gun was out of my face, I punched him dead in the face and started beating his ass all the way to the floor. 😡

This is the first time I'm actually winning in a fight with him. He really crossed the line with the move he just pulled. 😡

Clinton got a hold of me and pulled me off of him. Eric charged at me but Clinton gripped him up, got a hold of his hands, and pushed him against the wall.

"Calm the fuck down!"

"Get the fuck off of me!"

I picked the gun up off the floor and aimed it at Eric. I wasn't gonna shoot him but I needed to calm him down.

"Eric! For the last time, relax!"

"You gonna shoot me, motherfucker?! Over this motherfucker!?"

"Relax." I simply said.

There was a brief silence. Eric nodded his head a took a quick breather.

"Aight, I'm cool."

I sighed. "Aight, let him go baby" I told Clinton

Eric shot me a look but I didn't care.

I put the gun down because it didn't feel good pointing it at my own brother. I don't know how he did it to me so carefree like he did.

Clinton back up away from Eric.

"Now let me explain." I said