“It’ll be alright, IT’LL BE ALRIGHT HUH !” he rages on with a fury in his eyes. “I’m sorry, I was just trying to” I say softly . “Well I don’t need your help” he says as he pushes me off getting up from the position on the floor. He leaves the kitchen and I am left feeling bad for myself, I bite my lip to stop myself from crying.
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“WHERE IS SHE , WHERE’S THE BITCH! “ a voice cries from the living room.
“Bebe take it easy it’s not her fault” I hear a voice reason and I acknowledge that it’s Marcus’s voice .
“THEN WHO’S FAULT IS IT ?” I hear her say as she begins to cry.
What follows the is shouting and the sound of things being destroyed.
“Bebe, STOP IT, JUST STOP go and get something and just relax but just get out of here . Look at me I’m hurting too but it doesn’t mean I have to go accusing everyone. He was my brother , we grew up together and I loved him” he says.