Half brother Drama

Imaani

Never in a million years did I imagine killing a human being, or two with one of them being my mother and best friend, but it felt good. It was liberating and I felt like an invincible weight had been lifted off of me.

After all those years of being away from Mariah, I still felt the controlling leash she had around my neck.

Even after everything she did to me, there were times when I wanted her to love me, times when I thought she could change if given the right help or at least change for her child.

I've come to realize that people like Mariah don't change they only get worse. They do things that will benefit them alone and they never care what the consequences are for others. Like she did when she hid Aaliyah from me.

So I killed her, and I'll do it a thousand times over again just to watch her face when the realization of assured death sets in and she wants to beg but she can't.

It was euphoric.

After Jax finished with Christopher I took him to another room for his surprise. Unfortunately, I could only find two of them. Nikolas Davis died in a car crash three years ago.

Serves him right if you ask me. No disgusting person like him and his colleagues deserve to live even for a day.

But a car accident is a short death if you ask me. I had far more interesting things planned for him and that car accident was his only saving grace.

On the other hand, Matthias Davis and Bryce Elvis must have enjoyed the interesting plan I had for them.

The immense satisfaction Jaxon must have gotten from shoving each of their cocks into the opposite mouth and watching how they writhe and screamed in pain while hanging upside down.

God, it was awesome!

I wasn't the victim of their abuse but I sure as hell was happy that my man got his revenge on those fucktards.

We had gotten rid of our pasts, together. Now we were left facing the present, Aaliyah.

I know Jax has questions. He witnessed me scared to the core when I saw the videotape showing Aaliyah in another room. He will want to know why that got a reaction from me.

I get out of bed and the urge to drag my feet around lazily, instead of walking properly is damn strong.

One would think that the fact I spent almost two whole days killing people with my boyfriend, would tire me out, no. It's like I've got energy for days on end.

I pick up my phone from the table and make my way to the kitchen. After switching it on, the incessant vibration and notification sounds that come through have me almost throwing the phone against the wall.

I'm not checking any messages till I've had a cup of coffee. And I think I know who the messages are from which is why I'm procrastinating.

While I grab a cup from the top shelf I hear my phone beep again and this time the sound irritates me but I don't make a move to end it.

Like I said, coffee first.

The delicious aroma of coffee fills my nostrils and I inhale deeply welcoming the delightful sound with a smile.

I pick up the coffee pot and pour a fulfilling amount of coffee into the cup before picking up my phone and going to sit on the couch.

I take the first sip and close my eyes relishing the feel of the yummy liquid traveling down my insides. The warm feeling it provides makes everything clearer and I suddenly have the energy and will to think or do anything.

I take more continuous sips slowly before deciding to pick up my phone, and just like I guessed the messages are from, William.

I read through the first four and I'm not surprised when it's the usual "I love yous" and "don't leave me for him"

I don't know who he is referring to because the last time I checked, I cut off all ties with William after I started dating Jax. And not only that, I already intended to cut him off after the creepy shit I caught him doing.

I'm about to block the third number he has used to text me this week when another text enters. I'm irritated, angry, and curious so I click on it. There's an image of a young William and an older man who I recognize, considering I aided in killing him. Christopher. He has his arm around William while he sits on his lap. If I didn't know the type of psychopath that Christopher was, I'd have judged him off of this picture as a loving father.

Yes, Jaxon and William are half-brothers

My fingers hover above the keyboard before it finally descends and I start typing.

Imaani: So what is this supposed to change?

Not even a second later, the typing bubble appears, and soon after a text follows.

William: Nothing. We're brothers but we're nothing alike. I can assure you that I'll treat you better than he can.

I roll my eyes at the message and let out an irritated sigh.

Imaani: Look, William. I don't know how in hell you found out about Jax and me, but just like I said after the wallpaper incident and to the last two numbers you've used to text me, LEAVE ME TF ALONE!

I send the text and immediately click on his picture icon and then scroll down to block him before he's able to send another text.

I scroll through my other messages and see a couple from Jax. The last one was sent before I woke up, telling me he was coming over. I replied to him with a good morning and I'll see you soon.

I reply to Sarah and assure her that I'm fine and I'll be at home all day if she wants to come over.

Once I'm sure that I've gone through all the messages I drop my phone and make my way to the kitchen to reheat the rest of my coffee.

The sound of my doorbell going off makes me smile and I walk with a skip in my step to the door to open the door for who I assumed was Jaxon.

I open the door and the joy I felt beforehand immediately disappears when I see the person opposite me "William! What are you doing here?" His eyes look puffy and red like he's crying.

If I didn't know how severely sick this man is, I'd feel bad for him and probably let him in.

"Can I please come in?" He sniffs lowly

"No. What do you want, William?" I eye him suspiciously

"I just want to talk and apologize for what I did" He moves to take a step forward but once he sees my move to close the door he halts.

"I'm not interested, you need to leave. I don't feel comfortable" I try to stay as calm as I can

"Please, Imaani." His countenance becomes relaxed, almost believable

"No. Leave!" I push the door to close it but it doesn't budge because he lodged his foot between the door "What the fuck!

"You dumb bitch! I've done everything possible to show you just how much I love you! I even built our dream home and you repay me by loving another man. You're just a pathetic, fat ugly -" The sound of footsteps coming up the stairs and the threat that follows cuts William off.

"Mind your words. I'm not against putting a bullet in anyone's head, including family." Jax warns before walking over and standing between William and me.

I'm relieved and scared at the same time. But along with the fear is another feeling, arousal.