~ Two days later ~
Holding Zay close to my body, I rocked him back and forth as we silently watched cartoons in my bedroom. Isaiah had been my only sense of comfort for these past six weeks. Everything about him reminded me of Tyson and so I kept him near at all times, trying to hopelessly close the emptiness I was feeling inside. Not only that but I had also felt a newfound sense of strong protective instincts over my son. Like any mother, the need to protect your child is a natural feeling but since Tyson was arrested I had barely let my son out of my sight.
The reason being was because Isaiah was literally a product of Tyson and I felt like if Ty didn’t make it out of this, I had to hold on the one thing that came from him. The fear of losing them both had me literally going crazy but unfortunately no matter what anyone said or did, that feeling wouldnt go away.
Now snuggled up on Tysons side of the bed, like we had been doing for the past six weeks, I tried to fall asleep though like always it seemed like an impossible task. To go from having someone to wrap yourself around every night, to suddenly nothing at all was a cruel reminder that I may never get to sleep in his arms again. I missed him, I missed him so much that I didnt want to keep living without him and if it hadnt been for Isaiah, Im sure I would have given up already.
The sound of the bedroom door opening caused me look up and find Briana peeking her head in with a sympathetic smile. Gesturing with my head for her to come in, she quietly shut the door before tiptoeing around the bed and climbing in on the side I usually slept on. Fluffing the pillow, she brought it next to mine before resting her head and snuggling up to my side.
Laying in silence as our attention was on the TV, Briana ran her fingers softly through Isaiahs hair until his eyes began to close. Conversations were now a rare occurrence within the house, or maybe just a rare occurrence around me. I found it hard to hold a simple conversation with anyone and even though they tried to get me to open up, I couldn’t find it in me to tell them how I felt.
I couldn’t speak to anyone about it because no one knew what I was feeling and they just possibly couldn’t understand. How do you tell your best friends that you no longer want to live, if he gets 25 to life? How do you explain to them that it physically hurt to breath because you hadn’t seen his face in six weeks? Or how you refused to sleep without him holding you?
So many things I want to scream out, to vent and let them know that I feel like I’m dying but no one would understand, no one but him. Ten minute rushed phone calls weren’t enough, I needed more. I had so many questions for him, I needed him to tell me over and over again how much he loves me and most of all I needed him to just hold me. Laid out in bed, holding me while not saying a word. Thats whats I needed.
Feeling a tear roll down my cheek, Brianna noticed and instantly her own eyes swelled with tears. This was pretty much what happens on a daily bases, I cry without a word and Briana or Jasmine silently hold me as they shed their own tears.
“Can you come with me somewhere?”, I whispered causing her to look up at me with shock as I barely mumble two words these days, let alone leave the house, “Of course I will”, She said instantly, not even asking where we were going which I was thankful for. Looking down, I sadly smiled at Isaiah who had fallen asleep in my arms. Sitting up, I cradle him close to my chest and slipped off the bed so I could put him to sleep in his own room.
Heading to Isaiahs room, I made sure my baby boy was comfortable in his bed before kissing his cheek and covering him with his blanket. Placed on his bed side table was a picture of us three that was taken on easter morning. We were all cuddled together and had big grins on our faces thanks to the massive breakfast I had surprised them with that morning. A few weeks ago Zay had seen the picture in my photo gallery on my phone and asked if he could put it next to him so he had ‘daddy close’ to him as he slept.
Brushing my fingers over the picture of Ty, I closed my eyes for a moment before setting the photo back down and heading out the room and back to my own. Briana was still laying on the bed watching TV, as I hurried into my walk in and slipped into a simple outfit. Checking myself out in the mirror, I let out a sigh at the state of myself. I had visibly lost a few pounds, my skin was paler from never leaving my room and my eyes were permanently puffy and red from all the crying.
Shaking my head at the sight, I gathered my keys and mobile before making my way back into my main room where Briana was now standing and waiting for me to go, “We need to sneak out, I dont want any of the boys to come”, I said causing her to instantly nod her head as she linked my arm with hers and lead me out the room. Tiptoeing down the stairs, we headed towards the kitchen and found Jasmine sitting on one of the stools eating away.
Jas was now four and half months pregnant and her belly was growing bigger by the day, not to mention her appetite. Through all the madness, her pregnancy was the one thing that we all looked forward too. I felt terrible for her and J, though. This was suppose to be the happiest time of their life, something to share and celebrate with their family but unfortunately no such celebration had yet to happen as we had all been so stress and occupied by Tyson.
“Hey pretty ladies”, She smiled as she brought up a napkin and wiped the sides of her lips, “How are you feeling?”, I asked her for the first time in a long time, which instantly made me feel like a shitty best friend. Looking over at me with shocked look, her smile quickly became bigger causing me to mirror hers, “Hungry as ever, but thankfully I haven’t thrown up today”, She sighed out in relief causing me to walk up to her and hug her unannounced.
Clearly confused, it took her a few seconds to register before wrapping her own arms around me and hugging me back, “Im so happy for you, I dont think Ive told you that enough”, I sniffled as she rubbed my back softly. I was feeling beyond emotional and if I couldn’t have my family together I could at least be happy for my bestfriends own family.
“You, my dear best friend are the strongest woman I know. Tyson would be so proud”, She whispered in my ear causing my hold on her to become tighter as I tried my hardest not to cry. After what seemed like a eternity later, I finally let go and stepped back to look at them both, “I want to go get a tattoo”, I blurted out causing them both to look at me like I was crazy before grinning.
“Ill stay here with Zay and distract the boys, while you sneak out”, Jas winked causing me to smile. Nodding my head, I gave her one last hug before holding Briannas hand as we snuck out the back door and around the side of the house, “I feel like we are on a mission”, Brianna whispered excitedly causing me to chuckle at how adorable she was, “Wait which car are we taking?”, She asked as I peeked down the driveway to make sure that there were no paparazzi lurking around.
Silently thanking god that it was all clear, I led Briana towards one of Tysons cars and watched as her eyes became wide when I stopped at one of his Lamborghini’s, “No freaking way!”, She whispered as her eyes danced with excitement, “Its not like anyone else is driving them, plus Tyson wont find out, I hope”, I chuckled with a unsure tone before finally shrugging my shoulders and heading around the the drivers side.
Unlocking the car, we both dipped low and sat down in the bucket seats before looking over at each other with excitement, “Wait, you know the guys are going to hear it from inside?”, Briana quickly said causing me to sit back in my chair and think about it for a second before looking over at her with a cheeky smile, “By the time they get out here, we will be long gone”, I winked causing her to clap her hands as she squealed and quickly put her seatbelt on.
Closing my eyes, I tried to remember how Tyson worked the car and within minutes I had it started up and roaring to life, “Oh shit thats loud”, I whispered as we both looked at each other with wide eyes and chuckled. Hitting the button to open up the gates, I slowly started to back out of the driveway and once we were half way down, the front door busted open and Brock, Ace and J stood there looking around.
Spotting the car and realising it was us, their eyes got wide and Brianna started to wave at them as I continued to concentrate and back out as quickly as possible, “Oh no”, I heard her mumble under her breath as I kept my eyes to the rear view mirror, “They coming at full speed, go go go go !!”, She screamed causing my own surprise scream to escape my lips as I backed up onto the street.
Quickly glancing at the drive way I almost screamed again at the sight of the three of them running down the driveway trying to catch up, “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god”, I squealed as I through the gear into drive and accidently did a semi burnout before taking off down the road and leaving a trail of smoke behind us, “Damn Ty is going to be so pissed if I fucked up his tires”, I muttered as I looked over at Briana for a quick second and both busted up with laughter.
It was the first decent smile I have had in weeks and the very first time I had even laughed. Though Tyson was still in my mind and my emotions and feelings were still lingering, I couldn’t help but enjoy the little bit of fun we had just had, “That felt good”, I sighed out with a small smile. Looking over, Briana grabbed my and held it with hers and matched my smile. Reaching over with her other hand, she switched on the radio and turned into some old school tunes. The rest of the car ride was us singing at the top of our lungs to Boney M, TLC, Stevie Wonder, Whitney and a few others.
By the time we pulled up to Sean’s tattoo shop, my cheeks were sore and my voice was raspy from singing so loudly. Parking the lambo at the front of the shop, we made our way out and ignored the curious stares of people hanging out front and passing by. Making sure to lock the car, Briana took a hold of my hand and led me to the front door. Once inside, my gaze washed over the front part of the store, finding people looking through tattoo portfolios and magazines.
“You ladies got an appointment?”, The young guy behind the front counter asked as he looked over at us with a curious look, “No but tell Sean, Briana and Lani are here to see him”, Briana instantly said causing his eyes to go wide with realization, “Shit your Tyson Browns woman!”, He blurted out loudly causing everyone in the shop to go quiet and turn their attention to us.
Frowning at all the attention, Briana looked like she was about to cuss him out although Sean’s head popped out from the back and looked over at us. Instantly he gave us a cheesy grin and came out, “Well well well, if it isnt my two favourite ladies”, He beamed causing my nervousness to wash away as he engulfed us both into a group hug. Sean had been such a good friend to me since I met him a year ago but since the arrest he had been even more amazing. He was the type to never ask me how I was feeling, instead he would come over and cheer me up with movies, jokes and funny stories about tattoos fails and his clients.
It felt good to have a friend around who wasn’t constantly showing that they were worried about you. He made me feel normal, which was something that helped me forget my situation, even if it was for a little while, “Come on lets head back to my office”, He cheesed before looking over at the guy behind the desk and narrowing his eyes at him.
Heading to the back, we walked down the long hallway and reached the last door which was Seans office and working station,”What I do to deserve the visit?”, He asked as I took a seat in his office chair while Briana sat on top of his desk, “We just wanted to see how you were”, Briana shrugged nonchalantly causing him to tilt his head back and laugh.
“You a liar”, He chuckled while shaking his head, “Lemme guess, you wanna get some ink, huh?”, He smirked my way causing me to chuckle as I nodded my head, “Lemme take another guess, something for Tyson?”, He said again this time causing me to raise an eyebrow at him, “Okay you either can read minds or you know me to well. Im still trying to figure out which one I prefer”, I laughed as I got up from his chair and pulled out a piece of paper from my pocket.
“I want his name, right across my ribs. Big fancy writing”, I explained as I unfolded the paper and showed him the cursive font of his name that I wanted. Looking it over, he nodded his head before looking back up at me, “I can do that, lemme go stencil it and we can get started”, He grinned before taking the paper and headed back out the room.
“Ace is blowing up my phone”, Briana chuckled as she lifted up her iphone and showed me 20 missed calls from him. Pulling my own phone out, I was silently glad I had it on silent as I had over 50 missed calls from all three of the boys, “Damn they gonna be so mad when we get home”, I muttered before looking up at her and chuckled at the thought.
Sean came back into the room a few minutes later and patted the tattooing bed for me to get on. Handing my phone and keys to Briana, I made my way over and jumped up on the bed. Lifting my shirt off, I tossed it to the side and laid back, “You want numbing cream? This your ribs so its gonna hurt like hell”, Sean explained as I closed my eyes and thought about it for a second. Shaking my head, at the thought of me already being numb all over, “Nah just do it, might feel good to feel a different kind of pain”, I muttered under my breath forgetting that I wasnt alone.
The look on both of their faces told me that they had heard. Not wanting to dwell or talk about it, I laid back down, closed my eyes and waited for him to begin. A few seconds of sitting in silence, the sound of the tattoo gun turned on and filled the room. Seconds later any pain of being away from Tyson was replaced by the burning pain of the tattoo gun ripping into my skin. For the first time in six weeks, I let out a sigh of relief.
It took Sean an hour and a bit to finish the whole process and by the time he was done my whole side was numb. Setting his gun down, he pushed his chair back a bit and got a better look at his work, “Yo I am one talented mother fucker”, He praised himself causing me to chuckle as I slowly sat up. Grabbing a mirror from off the bench, he held it up for me and I got to examine my newest tattoo. My eyes water at the very sight of his name and I couldn’t help but smile at the artwork Sean had done, “It looks amazing, thank you”, I mumbled as I slid off the bed and gave him a hug.
Pulling out 10 crisp hundred dollar bills, I placed them on his desk while he wasn’t looking as I knew he wouldn’t take money from me, “What about you B, you bout this tatt life?”, He smirked as he slyly made his way over and started to pinch her sides, “Quit it”, She laughed as she swatted his hands away and hopped off the table, “And maybe next time, I need to think about what I want”, She shrugged just as Seans phone started going off.
Holding up his hand, he pulled the iphone out of his pocket and looked down at the name with narrowed eyes before looking up at us with a raised eyebrow, “Ace, what up man?”, Sean said as he answered the phone and brought it up to his ear, “Yea they here”, He replied just as Briana and I started shaking our head and gesturing with our hands not to say we were here.
Realising his mistake he shrugged his shoulders and continued to listen to whatever Ace was saying. Soon his eyes became wide and I looked over at Briana who looked just as confused as I did, “Ight, Ill let her know”, He mumbled before hanging up and putting the phone back in his pocket, “First off y’all both foul for dipping out like that. Have em all worried and shit. Second why you got phones if you aint gonna use them? Shit could have been an emergency”, Sean grilled us as we both stayed silent as he was right.
“Lastly, y’all better take yo asses home cause Tyson some how managed to get the court date moved up so instead of another 6 weeks, it gonna be tomorrow”, He explained as my heart literally started pumping a thousand miles a minute. Holding onto Brianas arm, I leaned back against the table and desperately tried to decide if this was a good thing or not.
Pro was that I would finally get to see him in the courtroom. Con was that the trial was pushed forward which meant the future of Tyson was going to be determined sooner. I still hadnt prepared myself in case he was convicted and the fact that it was all going down tomorrow scared the hell out of me.
“You okay?”, Briana whispered cautiously as she knew better than anyone that I hated when people asked that, “I dont know”, I whispered truthfully as I wiped my cheeks with the back of my hands. Realising I was still in just a bra, I pointed towards the cream and allowed Sean to attend to the after care. No one spoke as he worked quickly before wrapping it up and handing me my shirt. Slipping it back on, I took my keys and phone from Briana and nodded my head towards the door, “You need me to come through tonight?”, Sean asked with concern for the first time in six weeks.
“Its okay, Im just going to try and get some sleep tonight. Its going to be a long day tomorrow”, I sighed as I gave him one last hug, “Ight just have one of the boys message me what time court is tomorrow and Ill try pull through”, He muttered as he opened the door and led us out.
This time when we made it to the front of the shop a groan escaped my lips as there were 5 or so paparazzi lurking at the front and taking pictures of the car, “So much for Tyson not finding out we used his car”, Brianna said light which caused me to let out a little chuckle at the thought, “Lemme walk you out. Yo Cameron come help”, Sean called out causing a big tall man who looked like he belonged in the army to appear from the back.
“Help me get my girls to their car”, He nodded his head out to the front showing him the circus that was starting up. Linking my arm with hers, Briana stood close to me as Sean opened the shop door and led us out while Cameron stood close pushing people back. Keeping our heads down, we ignored the hundreds of questions being thrown our way and I let go of Briana’s hand so I get head to the drivers seat.
Opening the door for me, Sean helped me in before sending me a grin as he closed the door. Strapping my belt on, I looked over to make sure Briana was in safely and once we were both okay, I turned the car on and started to pull out, “Run them over”, Briana glared as a few stood in front of the car trying to get last minute pictures in. Beeping my horn, I revved the car which sent them scattering back to the sidewalk and taking the opportunity, I hit the gas and sped out of the media circus we were stuck in.
I sped the entire way home and the silence that lingered in the air was almost deafening. My mind was running a mile a minute and all I could do was silently pray to God that Tyson would finally come home. Gripping the steering wheel tight, I hit the button that opened the gates and let out a low groan at the sight of Brock, J and Ace sittin on the front steps of the house, “We about to be blasted into next century”, Briana mumbled in annoyance as I let out a sigh and drove up the driveway.
“Here we go”, I muttered as their heads shot up at the sound of the car pulling up. Parking the lambo in front of the garage, I turned it off and slowly got out the car trying my hardest not to bump my fresh tattoo. Closing the door, I headed around to the side and allowed Briana to stand behind me as we made our way to the stairs where the boys were now mugging us.
“Dont start”, I sighed as I walked up a few steps and turned around so I could sit down on it with them, “Cant be pulling that shit Lani”, J mumbled as I rested my elbows on the step above it and leaned my body back, “I needed to get out”, I mumbled as rested my head against Brocks shoulder.
“Thats fine, but next time you take one of us. Dont be running out on us Lani, we trying to protect you”, Brock added as I shook my head, “Tyson really needs to relax with all this ‘protecting’ shit”, I huffed with annoyance as I knew truly well that Tyson has been drilling each and everyone of them about taking care of us.
“You got new ink?”, Ace quickly asked so we could change the subject which I was thankful for,“Yep”, I grinned as I stood up. Standing in front of them all, I lifted up my shirt and showed off my new tattoo on my ribs, “Oh shit King gonna be feeling himself when he see that”, Ace hollered loudly as the boys laughed with agreement, “Forreal though that looks hella dope”, J said just as Jasmine came out and made her way down the stairs so she could sit with us.
“So whats going on with Ty’s trial?”, I asked once everyone had settled down and were paying attention. As soon as I ask the question everyone turned their attention towards Brock, “Its been moved up to tomorrow, so Imma need y’all to rest up cause we got a big day tomorrow”, He said as I kicked a small rock from the sidewalk and onto the grass.
“Why the change, is everything okay?”, I asked as negative thoughts started to fill my mind, “I’ono how he managed it but Ty pulled some strings to get it moved up”, Brock shrugged as everyone looked around with curious eyes. Letting out a sigh, I started to make my way back up the stairs as I felt like I needed to lay down for a bit. “Im going to see if I can have a nap. What times court tomorrow?”, I asked as I stopped at the top step and looked behind me.
“11:00, be ready by 10:30 though”, J said as I nodded my head and quickly made my way inside. Jogging up the stairs I didnt stop until I made it into my bedroom and rested my back against the door. In the comfort of my room, I sluggishly made my way over to our bed and crawled onto Tysons side. Grabbing his pillow, I hugged it into my body while trying to take in his scent that still lingered.
Pretending it was him I was holding, I felt my eyes get heavy and before I knew it I was passed out.
9:30 The next morning everyone in the house was on super sonic speed and rushing around like chickens with their heads cut off. It was obviously we were all nervous and on edge but the way we were acting you’d think that the world was coming to an end. I guess thats what it kind of felt like though. If Tyson didnt make it out of this and he was convicted then MY world would definitely feel like it was coming to an end.
I had gotten 5 hours sleep last night and that was more than what I have had in weeks. Though it wasn’t much, I still ending up waking up a little bit fresher than I had before. My morning consisted of having a shower and washing my hair. Blow drying and straightening it. Giving Zay a shower as well as breakfast before finally leaving him in the care of Lenny and Lacy while I went back upstairs to start getting ready.
Now everyone else in the crew had already retreated back to the rooms that they claimed and had been staying in since Tysons arrest. Heading into my own room I was thankful that I had already laid out my outfit on the bed, this morning, I shut my bedroom door and started striping out of my sweats and cami. Sitting back on the bed, I slid into a tight fitted pair of skinny jeans, before eyeing out my top.
Remembering to rub some aftercare cream on my tattoo that was still sore, I rubbed it in evenly before grabbing my white sweater and slipping it on. Next I choice a pair of heels that Ty had brought me for my birthday and finished off my look with a few piece of jewellery, also gifts from Tyson.
As soon as I was dressed, I headed to our walk in and started on my hair with the flat iron and proceeded to apply some natural looking make up on. Feeling decent enough, I slipped on my engagement ring before standing up and heading to the floor length mirror. I let out an exhausted sigh at the drained look on my face but let myself have a little praise at my choice in outfit. It had been a while since I had really dressed up and put on makeup and it had been a long time since I felt beautiful.
Mustering up a small smile, I looked back at my reflection in the mirror and couldn’t help but feel proud of myself for the first time ever. Time and time again had I heard my family and friends tell me how strong I was but never had I seen it until right in this moment. I some how managed to live through so much terrible shit and I was still standing tall after so many years of heartbreak, hurt and up’s and down’s.
Smoothing out my hair one last time, I grabbed my things and switched off the light before heading out my room and down the stairs. Everyone was sitting around the kitchen table, all dressed and ready for the court hearing today. Spotting me entering the room, Zay jumped off Lenny’s lap and ran over, crashing his small body into my legs.
“There’s my handsome boy”, I grinned as I leant down and picked him up in my arms. Wrapping his legs around my waist, Zay rested his head on my chest as he played with my hair, “I come mommy”, He plead with a frown causing me to pout as he was just too adorable for words, “You cant baby, but if you be a good boy for grandpa Lenny and grandma Lacy, mommy will bring you back a surprise”, I whispered in his ear causing him to instantly start nodding his head, “I be good mommy”, He grinned before meeting my awaiting lips with his own.
Giving him a few more kissing, I sat him on his feet and held his hand as I took him back over to the group, “We gotta get going”, Brock spoke up causing us all to subconsciously look down at our own phones and watches for the time. Letting out an unsteady breath, I nodded my head and allowed the crew to lead me out of the house and towards the two SUV’s waiting outside.
Forty minutes later we had pulled out front of the courthouse and pushed through a mob of paparazzi. The word had gotten out that Tysons trial started today and so naturally everyone was buzzing with gossip and cameras. Keeping my head down the entire way, the crew sandwiched me in, making it hard for the paps to get any decent pictures. Once inside we went through the security process and as always it took longer than necessary and was a complete drag.
By the time we walked into the courtroom, the entire room was filled out minus the front row of Tysons side as it had been reserved for us. Jas and Jeremiah were the first to slide in, followed by myself, than Briana and Ace and lastly Brock. Remy, Mark and another man had already been seated in front of the desk and as soon as we sat down all three of them turned around.
“You all good?”, Remy asked as he looked over all of us before stopping his gaze on me, “How this looking, give us some good news man?”, Ace spoke up ignoring his question as we all really didn’t even know how to answer him, “Honestly? Ty aint give us much to work on, he been hella tight lipped about this whole situation”, Remy muttered as he let out a frustrated sigh while I felt my stomach drop. I wanted to be mad at Tyson, I wanted to cuss him out and yell at him for not trying harder to clean this mess up. But I couldnt. The hurt of not having him with me out weighed any other emotion I was feeling.
Noticing the courtroom had quietened down, we all shifted our attention towards the side door where they entered in with the prisoners. Holding my breath as the door opened, I held onto Brianas hand tightly as an officer appeared followed by Tyson and another officer behind him. Feeling my eyes swell up, I took in his appearance. Keeping his head down as they walked him in, I noticed that his curls had grown out, his cheeks had shrunken in and fists bandaged and cuffed behind his back.
Approaching the desk, he turned around facing us so they could take off his cuffs although not once did he look up. Wiping the tears off my cheeks, I closed my eyes for a few moments, willing myself not to break down then and there. As soon as I re opened my eyes, my lips parted with a small gasp as they met his own eyes. His beautiful brown eyes. Though he looked absolutely run down and drained, I was more than surprised when I found him grinning with a mischievous look in his eyes.
I watched as his eyes roamed my body before landing back onto my face where he looked at me like I was the greatest thing on earth. My heart was beating so hard and fast that I was sure it was causing my chest to visibly move up and down, “God damn I love you”, He muttered under his breath before subtly shaking the officers hand without breaking our contact. Frowning with confusion I looked over at the officer and realised that Tyson hadnt’ given him a hard time and willingly let him take his cuffs off and move away without a fuss.
Narrowing my eyes, my eyes scanned over his name badge and wondered with curiosity why Tyson was being friendly with a officer whose name was ‘O’Brien’. Looking over I noticed the boys also watching on with a wary look as they watched the scene play out. “Can I kiss her?”, Tyson asked the officer for permission causing my eyes to go wide as I was now well and truly confused. Even while sane, Tyson would NEVER be this nice and cooperative, so I had no idea what was going on.
“Sure man, hurry before the judge comes in though”, Officer O’Brien said as he turned his back to give us privacy which I thought was funny considering the whole court was pretty much watching our interaction. Looking back over, Tyson nodded his head and stood close to the barrier that separated us. Standing up from my seat I took a step forward and without waiting a second I pressed my lips against his, melting into it him like he was the air I was breathing.
Wrapping his arms around my waist, he held me closer towards his body as we continued to kiss each other like never before. The clearing of someones throat reminded us we weren’t alone and after a few more pecks to the lips, Tyson and I pulled away, “I miss you so much”, He mumbled in a strained voice that literally broke my heart. Before I could even begin to tell him just how much I missed him as well, Officer O’Brien turned around and gestured with his head, the court session starting.
“Ill be home today”, He mumbled in my ear before kissing my lips once more time and turning back around so he could get into his seat. Feeling breathless and a slightly bit uneasy, I sat back down in my seat and pressed my fingers onto my pink, swollen lips, trying to hold onto the feel of his own against mine.
“All rise”, They called out causing everyone to stand up immediately, including Tyson which had everyone looking around with raised eyebrows. Once the judge came into view, he gestured for everyone to sit back down and before I knew it court was in session. I sat there the entire time with sweaty palms and a heartbeat that felt like it was going to explode due to how fast and hard it was beating.
We watched in silence as they presented the evidence and theories as to how Tyson killed Adrianna. My eyes watered as they played the video that had Tyson stepping out of a taxi and heading into an unfamiliar apartment building which they said was hers. Next they had photos showing a bottle of painkillers I had never seen before but had his name and dosage intake printed on a sticker that was on the bottle. Not only that they had DNA testing that proved his fingerprints on the bottle.
An hour later of them presenting different pieces of information and evidence, I was left with a knot in my stomach and a heavy heart. Everything they had shown, was a direct link to Tyson and I had no idea why he was so confident he thought he would be able to get out of this.
Reaching into her bag, Jasmine pulled out a few tissues and handed them to me so I could dry my eyes and cheeks. At this point I felt nothing but protective instincts and anger. I wanted to jump over the barrier and yell and scream at every and anybody trying to lock him away. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and take him far away so no one could ever speak ill towards him again. Most of all I wanted to tell him every single day for the rest of our lives just how much I loved every inch of him.
And it hurt that I might not be able to ever get to do that for him.
Wiping the thoughts from my mind, I keep my gaze to the front of me and watched with wide eyes as Tyson unexpectedly stood up. Catching everyone off guard, the room became visibly silent and everyones attention was put on him.
“Your honor if its okay I would like to represent myself”, Tyson said causing a lump to form in my throat as gasps and whispers erupted throughout the room. Looking over at Remy to see if this was some sort of plan of theirs, I felt my heart drop to the pit of my stomach as he sat there with wide eyes and his mouth hanging open.
“Tyson what the hell are you doing?”, J whispered angrily as Mark was now standing up trying to convince him otherwise, “Order, order”, The judge yelled as he used his gavel to silence everyone. Within a second the room was once again sent into silence, “Mr Brown are you sure this is what you want? Maybe we should take a recess so you can discuss this with your team”, The judge suggested causing Remy and Mark to start nodding their head although Tyson shook his own, “I want to represent myself”, Ty again stated clearly as I placed over my stomach desperately trying not to be sick.
“The floor is yours”, The judge motioned causing Tyson to step out of his seat. Walking over to the side, Officer O’Brien handed him a thick A4, yellow envelope which he took and headed back to his table, “Your honor the footage of me entering the apartment building was on the 9th of April at 2:55pm. Two days after Adrianna attacked my fiancee in a club bathroom”, Tyson said causing myself to control my facial reactions as I knew people would be watching me to see my reactions.
“Do you footage of me entering into her apartment building two days later? Yes. Did I know she lived there? No. You see your honor after the fight went down in the club, I spent the next two days at my brothers house and I had no vehicle might I add. Jeremiah?”, Tyson called back over his shoulder, causing J’s eyes to widen before quickly standing up, “Thats true your honor, he stayed at my apartment two days and I drove him to mine so he had no car during that time, Adrian and my girlfriend are also witnesses”, J rushed out before quickly sitting down as he realised he just interrupted a court case.
“Objection!”, The head lawyer on the other side yelled out, “You honor I do not see what this has to do with anything”, He chuckled uneasily before meeting Tysons glare.
“If you just shut your mouth and sit yo ass down then you will find out once I finish”, Ty spat out causing the judge to quickly start using his gavel to silence everyone.
“Silence! Overruled, Brown continue”, He pointed to the other side before looking at Tyson and allowing him to continue what he was saying. Holding up the envelope, he placed his hand in and fumbled around in silence before pulling a few papers outs.
“This here your honor is a photo of me getting out of a cab in front of the apartment complex. You see you honor, like I said I had no car and therefore had no way to get home. Hence why I called and booked a cab and had them delivered to the apartment building. Your honor if you could be so kind to read out the name and number in the second paragraph?”, Tyson asked as he held up the paper and walked over to the bailiff who took it and handed it to the judge.
By now we were all literally sitting on the edge of our seats. What Tyson was getting at with all this was a huge mystery and that made it all more nerve racking, “Bruce Ray Jackson, Apartment 35, level 8. Tenant since 27th of July 2009”, The judge called out causing everyone to look around with confused expressions while Tyson let out a satisfied sigh and headed back to the table.
“Brock your license please?”, Tyson asked as he held out his hand while Brock stood up and fished in his pocket for his wallet. Opening it up he took his ID and handed it over to Tyson with a smirk causing realization to come crashing down on me. Dropping my jaw in shock I watched as he held the ID up to his face before turning back to the judge and jury with his own cocky smirk, “Bruce Ray Jackson”, He read out loud before opening his arms out like he had just done something glorious.
The crew on the other hand all turned their attention to Brock with narrowed eyes, “You live there?”, J asked with a confused tone while I shook my head, “You mean you knew and you didnt tell me this whole time?”, I asked with hurt all laced in my tone.
“Wait, your real name is Bruce Ray Jackson?”, Ace asked with all seriousness before holding his stomach as he laughed while Brock sucked his teeth and flipped him off, “Now as you all know, Brock has been my personal security for the past three years. Now if you were smart enough you would put two and two together but unfortunately we arent working with very bright people”, Tyson sighed dramatically while I sat there speechless at everything that was unfolding in front of me .
“Here I have photos from inside the elevator at the apartment building, showing me clearly stopping and getting off at level 8 and not on level 6 which as according to that paper in your hand is Adriannas level”, Tyson shrugged as if what he was saying wasn’t a big deal but in truth he was pretty much calling out the entire investigating team in the middle of court.
Handing the photographs to the balieff, he handed an additional several other papers before walking up and down the courtroom like he owned the place, “The first paper in your hand is the camera footage of the elevator as well as the time and date on the bottom. 2:59pm”, Ty called out loudly so that they jury could hear the pieces being put together.
“The second paper is a text message sent from my phone at 3:02pm and was sent to Brock, your honor please read it out?”, Tyson asked again as he turned and gave him his full attention. Looking down at the paper, the judge looked back up with a raised eyebrow before letting out a sigh and looking back down. “Yo ‘n’ word, Im outside yo door. Open up before I bust this ‘b’ word, down”, The judge read out causing a bunch of snickering to erupt in the courtroom while our entire row had our heads down trying our hardest not to laugh.
“Alight, alright. Very funny. Continue Brown”, The judge mumbled lightly although you could tell he was trying not to crack a smile, “Appreciate it your honor. Brock what you do when you got the message, matter of fact I’d like to call Brock up to the witness stand”, Tyson called out causing everyone to wait for the judge to agree. Nodding his head, Brock stood up and made his way through the little wooden doors and headed over to the witness stand.
Holding up his hand, he swore not to lie under oath before taking a seat in the chair, “Brock, what did you do when you got the message?”, Tyson asked instantly as everyone watched on, “I opened up the door and let you in.”, Brock stated simply as Tyson nodded his head, satisfied with his answer, “Your honor, the second paper handed to you is a email, send from my email, using Brocks computer. The email shows that the email was sent to one of my coaches at exactly 3:26, that was 13 minutes after Brock opened up for me. Now 13 minutes was enough for me to log on, type up the email and send it off, am I right?”, Tyson asked as he looked around and earned a bunch of head nods from the jurors, judge and even some from the audience.
“If you would please look at the third page you honor you will see that it is another photograph. Again in the elevator and this time Brock is picture in there with me. If you see closely we are headed to the underground carpark and if you have a look in the bottom right the time says?”, He asked with a raised eyebrow.
“3:32”, The judge announced as I felt my lips begin to tug up right at how this was all playing out in our favour, “So that was a total of 6 minutes for me logoff my email, shutdown the computer get our stuff together and head down to the underground car park where Brock’s car was parked. Brock where did you take me when we left your place?”, Tyson asked as he looked over with his hands in the pockets of his orange jumpsuit.
“Straight back to your house”, Brock stated with a trumpet tone that had be grinning while I shook his head, “Your honor, last two pages please”, Tyson called out as he waited for the judge to shuffle through all the papers spread across his desk.
“Your honor, the first one you’re holding up is a documented transcript of all the prescribed medication given to me in the last three years. If you scroll through the list you will find that the bottle of painkillers that were found at Adriannas house was lastly prescribed almost two years ago. A bottle that I haven’t seen since kicking Adrianna out of my house 19 months ago”, Tyson explained as I literally sat there feeling every little piece of doubt drain from my body like a bad toxin.
“The last page your holding is a copy of the DNA of my fingerprints found on the bottle. I had some 2 experts down at the hospital run it over again and they found some pretty interesting information that the investigating team decided to overlook”, Tyson said as he looked over at the team and gave them a smug look.
“The results implicate that the fingerprints found on the bottle were at least over a year and a half old”, The judge read out before lifting up his head and giving a raised eyebrow at Detective Hawkins and his team, who now all had their head hanging low at all the humiliation being delivered their way.
“It looks to me your honor, that this investigation was, please excuse my language, a big waste of my mother fucking time. As you can see, all their evidence is a bunch of bullshit that they put together to go along with their over imaginative minds. Now if you dont mind, I just spent the last six weeks in prison for no fuckin reason. SO if we could wrap this up, Id love to spend some time with my wife and see my son”, Tyson smugly announced as he opened up his arms and looked around like he was a god.
Flipping the bird to a red faced Detective Hawkins, Tyson came over to the desk and sent me a wink before taking a seat in his chair and sat back as he raised his feet on the table, “Brown”, The judge warned causing Ty to chuckle as he held his hands up in surrender and took his feet off the table.
“Hawkins, I hope you realise you know longer have a steady case. Looking at these reports, I dont see why suicide was ruled out, considering this girl has a long list of medical history with depression and a number of suicide scares”, The Judge huffed in annoyance as Hawkins looked over at the judge with wide eyes and stood up.
“I-I-I dont know what you are talking about, I check her medical histories and it didnt have anything like that”, Hawkins panic frantically as he shuffled through his documents trying to find something, “I have it right here Hawkins. Im going to have to speak to your supervisor because this is simply unacceptable. This case is dismissed, Tyson you are free to go and a Detective Hawkins is ordered to make a public apology tomorrow in front of a press confession. Court dismissed”, The judge yelled as he hit his gavel and stood up while Detective Hawkins rushed out of his seat trying to catch up to him.
I on the other hand was out of my seat in a second, rushing out of the row, Tyson pushed through the wooden doors and picked my body up as I launched myself at him. Not caring who was watching and thankful I was wearing jeans, I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him tight as we buried our faces in each others necks. Pulling away just enough so I could see his face, I crushed my lips onto his as a round of applause erupted throughout the room.
“Dont. You. Ever. Leave. Me. Again”, I mumbled in between pecks, trying my hardest to compose myself but in reality all I wanted to do was keep kissing him until my lips were bruised, “Feels so good to hold you”, Tyson whispered as his hands roamed my back before setting me down and placing his hands on either side of my face.
Looking up at him with watery eyes, I let them roll down my cheeks as I took in every last detail of his handsome face, “I think Im ready to go home”, He muttered causing a chuckle to escape my lips as I nodded my head and cried at being so overwhelmed. Remembering Tyson had a ton of other people dying to see him, I moved out of the way and allowed Ace to pounce on him while laughing.
“Ma nigga Ma nigga. Bruh you just shut shit downnnnnnnnnnn”, He hollered out loud, while him and Ty embraced in a hug, although Tyson refused to let go of my hand, “Man I’on know why y’all had any doubt. You forgetting who I am?”, Ty mumbled cocikly as he looked around and flashed the boys a smirk.
Moving a side, J took his turn hugging it out with him before patting his back and allowing the girls to get in, “I dont care if you dont do hugs with anyone but Lani. You about to take this hug nigga and you better like it too”, Briana warned as she wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and embraced Ty in a hug. Letting out a chuckle, Ty hugged her back and kissed her head before giving Jas a hug as well, “Look at you”, He grinned as he put his hand on her rounded belly before patting J on the shoulder with a proud look.
“Yea man, half way there”, Jeremiah beamed causing me to grin at how excited he was, “Lets get you home and we can all discuss what the hell just went down”, Remy chimed in causing everyone to nod their heads in agreement, “I got yo clothes here bra, bathroom outside where you can change”, Brock said as he pulled out a bag I hadn’t realised he was carrying, “You seem awfully prepared. You just knew he was getting out huh?”, I accused causing him to give me a grin that said ‘please dont kill me’.
“Dont blame Brock, Imma explain when we get home. Lemme just get outta these clothes and get me the fuck home”, Ty muttered as he took the bag from Brock and held my hand as we began making his way out of the courtroom. Allowing him space to get changed, we all stood in the hallway silent as we still tried to let what happened sink in. Tyson went from causing havoc in jail and looking at 25 to life, to a damn lawyer and walking free, all in less than 2 hours. It made no sense at all but I knew better than anyone not to question anything Tyson did.
Spending 15 minutes in the bathroom, Tyson came out looking much more relaxed and comfortable in a pair of sweats and a hoodie. Eyes landing on me as soon as he exited, he let out a sigh of relief before coming over and wrapping his arm around my shoulder as he held my close to his body, “Lets get outta here. I wanna see my little man so bad”, Ty mumbled as he kissed my head and rested his head on top of mine for a moment.
It took us a good 40 minutes to get back home and the entire time was spent in silence as I sat on Tysons lap and silently took each other in. His hands roamed all over my body, desperately trying to touch me as much as possible as he had six weeks of separation to make up for. My lips had turned numb long ago thanks to all the kisses we shared and all I wanted to do now was lay in his arms forever. We didnt need speak out loud how much we missed and loved each other before our actions spoke volumes itself.
My eyes were closed and my face was rested in the crook of his neck as I left kisses while my fingers ran through his outgrown hair, “We’re home”, He whispered in my ear before kissing my earlobe and cheek while running his hand up and down my legs, “Ty?”, I mumbled as Brock switched the car off and everyone started to file out of the two cars. Tyson and I on the other hand stayed seated, looking at each other with so much love that it was overwhelming, “I dont think I can ever go through that again”, I whispered truthfully as I literally didnt think my heart would able to survive it if we ever had to go through something like that again.
“I promise you it aint ever gonna happen again”, He mumbled with regret as he tucked my hair behind my ear and ran his fingers across my cheek. Hearing the sound of Isaiah squealing from inside the house, a grin slowly formed on both of our faces. Quickly opening the door, I slid off Tysons lap and helped him out of the car just as Zay’s little body came running out the front doors.
“Careful bra”, Ace chuckled as he held his hand down the stairs and let go so Zay could run across to Tyson. Looking up, Ty wore the biggest grin Id ever seen and as soon as Zay looked up from running down the stairs he broke out into a little run, “DADDYYYYYYY”, He screamed as everyone started laughing at the cuteness. Getting on his knees, Ty opened his arms and allowed Zay to crash his small body into his dads, “My little man”, Tyson cheesed as he scooped him up in his arms and began placing kissed all over his head and face.
“You miss me ?”, Ty asked as held him up in the air like he was miniature superman, “I miss you, you miss Zaya?”, Zay asked causing my cheeks to hurt due to smiling so hard at my boys, “I missed you the most”, Ty said before kissing his baby lips and looking over at me with a wink, “I missed you more”, Ty mouthed causing me to laugh as I linked my arm with his and began heading into the house.
The next three hours was spent with everyone catching up and telling Tyson what had been going down over these weeks that he had been away. Lacy, Lenny and Sean were there and we also had visits from Tys coaches and team members, welcoming him home. Isaiah stayed stuck to Ty’s hip and even went as far as making Tyson go with him to the toilet, get food and play with Mason together.
I on the other hand was pretty silent throughout the whole time. I pretty much sat back and observed from a far as everyone laughed and joked around with him. It wasn’t until Zay had knocked out and everyone but the crew had left, that Tyson looked over at me with a curious look, “I barely heard you mumble two words”, He muttered as he stood up from his lounge chair and made his way over to where I was.
Dont get me wrong, I was more than ecstatic that Tyson was home but I was as confused as ever. I didn’t understand anything that had gone down in the courtroom and I knew it wasn’t going to rest in my mind until Tyson laid everything out to me. Shrugging my shoulders at his statement, I stood up and passed by him and headed straight towards his office.
Closing the door behind me, I headed straight for his mini bar and poured myself a glass of whiskey. Tysons bar had become a frequent visit for most of us throughout the past few weeks and I had know been able to hold my liquor. Heading to his large window, I leaned against the edge of it and looked out to the view of the beach. Bringing my glass up to my lips, I swallowed a large amount of the liquid just as the sound of the door opening could be heard.
Looking over my shoulder, I watched as Tyson, Brock, Remy, J, Ace, Jas and Brianna entered in causing me to raise an eyebrow, “Switch your phones off and put em in here”, Brock instructed causing everyone to pull their phones out and do as instructed. Tyson on the other hand made his way over to me before narrowing his eyes at the glass in my hand. Without saying a word, he took it out of my hands and downed the rest of the contents with one go before slamming the glass down on the desk.
“So you wanna tell us how the fuck you pulled this all off and how you got mixed up in the first place?”, Ace asked as everyone began taking seats around the lounge couches that were in his office. Standing in front of the desk he leaned back against it as he lit up a cigarette and gestured for me to take a seat. Letting out a sigh, I sat on the edge of the couch and looked over at him with a confused gaze.
“Whats going on Ty?”, I asked as he puffed on his cigarette and looked around the room, “Man I done told every nigga you aint kill her, didnt I tell all you’s?”, J beamed as he looked around waiting for someone to say that he was right, “I did kill her”, Ty said nonchalantly causing me to choked on my own spit while I looked up at him with wide eyes.
“What did you just say?”, I whispered as I stood up and placed my hand over my mouth in shock, “I. Killed. That. Hoe”, Ty said as he broke it down like we were all slow or something, “Wait, but, but? The case and the evidence? You? What? How?”, Jeremiah stumbled over his words as he too stood up looking confused as ever.
“You said you didnt kill her”, I said in a raised tone, while my chest began to raise and fall due to how hard I was breathing, “Of course I said I didnt, you think Imma admit to that shit in a police station where they could be listening? Come on Lani”, He chuckled as I began shaking my head furiously, confused and some what hurt by what was going on.
“See now I done told you niggas, that he did it”, Ace boomed with pride and laughter as he stood up and dapped Tyson before freezing as he noticed everyones mugs, “And you ! Why didnt you tell me it was your apartment Brock? You saw me cry myself to sleep every night, thinking the worse and you said nothing!”, I heard myself yell towards Brock while my tears began to blur my vision.
“Lani”, I heard Tyson sigh, though I held my hand up not wanting to hear anymore excuses, “Shut up Tyson, for once in your fucken life just shut up !”, I yelled towards him while he looked over at me with a strained face, “Let him explain Lani”, I heard J mumble as he came over and wrapped his arm around my shoulder allowing me to break down into his chest.
“Lani”, Ty once again tried, this time his laced was filled with pleading and regret. Knowing that he was making his way over, I quickly lifted my head and shook it causing him to stop in his tracks, “Stay right there, you dont come near me until you explain everything”, I warned him through my tears. He looked like he wanted to object to it, he wanted to come and hold me but I wasn’t giving in this time.
Letting out a frustrated sigh, he walked back to the desk and rested back against it again, “Ive been plotting to take that bitch out for a minute now. Adrianna had been fucking some cop down at the station, she told him if anything happens to her, it was most likely done by me. Few days later she shows up at Zay’s birthday, trying once last time to try and get me. I was gonna let that shit slid, but after the fight in the club you know I had to take her out”, Tyson stated nonchalantly as everyone sat there in silence taking in what he was saying.
“Brah you was doing so good though, why couldnt you just ignore that shit man? Get a AVO on her or something norm-”, Jeremiah said only to quickly stop himself, “Something normal people would do?”, Tyson finished off for him while chuckling bitterly. “Lemme tell you something you already know. When it comes to Lani, you know I would kill a motherfucking police officer in front of a judge if I had too. Dont know one threatens or raises a hand at her and gets away with that. I dont play that shit man. I didn’t play back then and I sure as hell dont play now. Remember that!”, Tyson spat out while I slowly felt my own anger deteriorate due to feeling so exhausted. Slowly sitting back on the edge of the couch, Ty rubbed his jaw with his bandaged fist before looking back over at us.
“I knew I couldnt kill her without fingers pointed my way, thanks to her little pig she was fucking. So I killed her and made it look like it was me but made sure I could prove myself innocent”, Tyson explained causing everyones face to scrunch up with confusion besides Brock who obviously knew all about this plan.
Pushing off the desk, Tyson walked around the couches and headed towards me, not caring what I had said before. Missing him so much, I held my tongue and allowed him to wrap his arms around my neck , from behind and leaned down so he could his kiss my cheek as he wiped my cheeks with his hand, “I dont understand”, I whispered as he sat behind me and allowed me to rest my body back against his.
“Whats not to understand? I wanted her dead, I knew if she died they would come for me and try to link it all up. I couldnt afford for them to start digging into my history or medical history so I made it easy for them. I gave them the evidence they needed to try and convict me, but I was one step ahead”, He said again this time causing the wheels in my head to start turning. Turning around in his grasp, I looked up at his big brown eyes, “But how did you do it and when?”, I asked the one question I knew everyone was dying to know.
“I did it on that day I left J’s. Brock and I had it all planned out. I purposely went straight to his, made sure cameras caught me on the street and elevator. Stopped off on Brocks level, which he does live there by the way, then I shot him the text before making my way to the fire escape stairs, went down to her floor. Got in. Slapped that bitch around a bit, while Brock was sending the email to coach, which was also just a piece of evidence for us to use, shoved a few pills down her throat, which I found in her draw. Crazy bitch took em with her when she broke in to our old house. When she got drowsy from the pills, I put that hoe in the bath, held her under which was pretty easy cause she was practically passed out. Headed back up the fire escape, got into the elevator with Brock and left like nothing ever happened”, Tyson stated proudly before standing up and dapping a chuckling Brock.
The rest of us on the other hand sat there with shocked expressions. I had no idea if I should be angry with him or impressed. I knew killing was never the answer but even I had to give him props for being so damn smart about it, “So why you aint just tell us man? Why have us so worried this whole time, the least you could have done was tell us”, Jeremiah grumbled angrily as he shook his head.
Shrugging his shoulders, Ty let out a chuckle, “Just cause I had a plan didn’t mean it would all work out the way I wanted it too, I wasn’t about to have y’all having yo hopes up only for this all to backfire. It was better this way”, Ty explained as I looked down at my hands while trying to process everything that was happening right now, “So why did you wait 6 weeks to finally defend yourself and lay everything out in court. You could have straightened this mess out from the very beginning?”, I frowned as I stood up while placing my hands on my hips.
“Lani I was manic this whole time, you know better than anyone I do shit that makes no sense when Im black. You think clearing my name was on my mind? Nah, YOU were on my mind. Everyday of every minute it was you that took up every thought, straight up, I was too busy thinking about you the whole time that I practically forgot what I was doing in there the first place. It wasnt until I spoke to you three days ago, when everything hit. I woke up sane the next day and after offering O’Brien a couple hundred G’s he helped me out put all the evidence together”, Tyson explained as I looked at him with my mouth hanging opened with a dumbfounded look across my face.
“Plus I thought a few weeks in lockdown would be good for me. You know freshen up the good ole manic side”, Tysons shrugged nonchalantly while I had to talk myself out of slapping the shit out of him, "Yoooooooooo only you would sit in solitary confinement for no other reason besides the fact that you could do so and get out as easily", Ace yelled through his laughter as he stood up and grabbed Tyson into a hug, “Forreal bro, you ma nigga, are hands down the craziest mother fucker I have ever come across”, Ace stated with a proud look while I looked around to see if anyone else was looking at this fool like he had lost his mind.
“Mother fucker”, I mumbled under my breath though everyone seemed to hear as they turned to face me. Frowning as I looked at Tyson, I gritted my teeth as my mind went over the past 6 weeks and all the pain and sadness I had been though, “I. want . to . fucken. strangle. you”, I stated slowly as I stood up and balled my small fists at my sides. Looking around the room with amusement, his gaze stopped on me and slowly he started to chuckle as I began to breath hard out of frustration.
Without warning, I launched myself at him and attacked him with punches and slaps all over his face and body while he just stood there taking it all, “You stupid mother fucker !”, I screamed as his laughter filled the room while I continued my abuse on him while everyone watched on with amusement, “Im going to kill you myself ! Are you crazy! Why would you put me through that!”, I continued to scream, as I landed a good right hook to his jaw causing him to stumble back a little.
“You done?”, He grinned as he rubbed his rub jaw before opening and closing it to make sure it wasn’t broken, “No ! I fucken, you fucking , fuck ! arghhhhhhhhhh!”, I screamed out in frustration as I could no longer muster up a conversation as I was too angry. By now everyone was laughing but I was being dead serious. If he had just told from the beginning at least I wouldn’t have been as sad. I mean it would still hurt that he was away but at least I would have had a little bit more hope in me.
“Yo, look I appreciate what you all did for my family. Staying here and looking out for them. I owe everyone of you. But as much as I would love to sit down and play more catch up. I aint got none in 6 weeks and as you can see ma wife got a lot of built up anger that needs to be released. So if you will excuse us, I need go help ma lady out”, Tyson grinned while I stood there turning red with anger and embarrassment.
Before I could even protest, Tyson had quickly sent a head nod to everyone before unexpectedly lifting me up and over his shoulder, “Tyson mother fucking Brown you better put me down before I seriously stab you in eye”, I huffed as I began punching his back as he chuckled and effortlessly started jogging up the stairs. Ignoring my protests, he bust through our bedroom door and quickly locked it behind us before making his way over to the bed.
“Tyson Im serious”, I finally sighed out in defeat causing him to carefully lay me out on the bed. Shrugging out of his shirt and shoes, he laid out on the bed and moved so that we was half on top of me, “I know you mad. I probably should have handled it better but everything I do? I do it for you Lani. You dont get it, no matter what it takes I would kill off anyone who harms you in anyway”, He sighed as he tried to get me to understand and I did. I understood where he was coming from perfectly but it still didnt ease the fact that we both went through torture the past 6 weeks because of this.
“Promise me you will never do something like this again and that you will never lie or keep things from me?”, I whispered as I wrapped one leg around his body, locking him into place, “I cant promise not killing someone for you but I can promise I wont lie or keep shit like this from you”, He reasoned causing me to let out a sigh as I knew no matter what Tyson would always want to kill or hurt someone whenever it came to me.
“Okay fine”, I finally sighed causing him to lift his head and look up at me with a grin. I slowly returned the gesture and missing his lips, I leant down and pressed mine against his. After a little make out session, Ty slightly pulled away, “As much as I just wanna be inside you, tonight I just really wanna hold you”, He mumbled causing me to smile as he crawled up and laid his head on the pillow. Loving the sound of just laying in his arms, I sat up and quickly stripped out of my top, jeans and bra before tossing them on the ground.
“Hol up, whats that?”, He asked with wide eyes as he pointed down to my tattoo that I had forgotten all about. Grinning with excitement, I sat up on my knees and showed him my new piece of art, “You got my name?”, He mumbled with excitement, as he softly ran his fingers over the swollen ink, “I had to have you close some how”, I whispered causing his eyes to lock onto mine, looking at me with so much love and adoration I thought I might melt then and there.
Leaning down he kissed the tattoo softly, before crashing his lips onto mine. Closing my eyes as I enjoyed the moment I melted into his embrace and slowly began to pull away so we could lay down.
Resting my body in his arms, I laid my body on half of his before resting my face in his neck while he ran his hand up and down my naked back, “I love you Tyson”, I whispered as I closed my eyes and took in his scent that I missed so damn much, “You know I love you more than anything in the world right?”, He mumbled causing me to smile against his skin and letting his words sink into every bit of my heart.
“I know baby”, I whispered as I felt his lips kiss my hair before wrapping both arms around my body tightly and holding me close. It had been six long miserable weeks but in the end of it all I was glad that it was over and I finally got to be back in my man arms.
Trying to hide my grin, I sat still as Tyson continued to toss and turn. He had been doing so since us getting into bed a few hours ago and the entire time I tried to go to sleep but his moving and frustrated sighs made it difficult. Not being able to take it anymore, I unexpected lifted off his chest and sat up, “Lani?”, He whispered as he stopped his movements while I patted down the blanket trying to find the edge of it.
I knew from the very beginning what had him so on edge and restless. I thought it was absolutely adorable that Tyson wanted to just hold me in his arms all night but I knew he was also currently struggling. So without another word, I ducked under the blanket and crawled under it until I came face to face with his long, thick and already rock hard member, “What you doing? I thought we wasnt going to do that tonight”, Ty said as he sat up and pushed the blanket back so I could come in view.
“Oh please. You know you cant sleep because you’re hard as a rock. So please shut up, relax and let your wife tend to her man”, I smirked as wrapped my cold hand around his member and lowered my head so I could lick over his tip. Without even arguing Tyson let out a sigh of relief before resting his head back against the pillow with a grin, “You know I did try to last though”, He said in a matter of factly tone that had me chuckling.
“I know baby, I know”, I smirked with amusement before opening my mouth and taking his entire length into my mouth.
We didnt catch a wink of sleep the entire night.