Los Angeles,

•06/04 {Thursday, 4:37 P.M}

~*~ Dorian ~*~

After playing ball with Ryver and his friends, I went straight back home -so RJ's penthouse- to shower, change and then eat. The annoying therapy session with Dr.Khimona was definitely out of my mind by now and it officially became the least of my worries. 

Well, I thought...

Because when I walked through the door, I was met with an angry little cousin. RJ was standing there with a mad face on, his arms crossed over his chest that was going up and down kind of heavily and he was taping his feet angrily on his floor. I avoided eye contact with him and entered in with an innocence smile plastered on my face. I closed the door behind me, "Hey..." I greeted wondering what I had done for him to be acting like that. 

"Your P.O called me about a hour ago, saying that you ran away in the middle of your therapy. Is it true ? "

I sighed and rolled my eyes. It'd been only a week and I was already too tired of this situation. Being on probation was really not funny -no that I expected it to be- but I didn't know how much they were going to be on my fucking back. I was still locked up not even two weeks ago and I just got out, but I was still not free. 

Seriously, they should've left me there.

I shrugged, "If he told you, it means that it's true. I wasn't feeling it."

He smacked his teeth, "I wasn't feeling it." He mocked me with an aggravated voice, "Dorian this is not a joke ! If you don't follow the rules, they're gonna-"

"Take me back there, I know ! You don't have to remind me this all the fucking damn time ! Damn, I know ! "

"If you know, then start acting like it ! Where were you at ? "

I groaned getting frustrated with him. He wasn't my parent to talk to me like that, like I was his child, because that's exactly what I wasn't. I didn't need him on my back all the time, I had my P.O for that.

"It's none of your business ! "

"It is since you're living in my house ! "

"Then I'm leaving ! "

"To go where ?! "

"I have other people to go to, Richard ! I'm sure my mother won't mind having her son back home ! " I said walking towards the guest room I was staying in to pack my stuff and leave. He kept getting on my last nerves and this time it was just too much to take, I had to go away from him before to do something I will surely regret later. Maybe not the next day, either a week after, but one day, I will think about it and will regret.

"No, I don't think so."

"Oh really ? And why that ? "

He sighed and shook his head, "Look...stay here...it's better for everybody."

I furrowed my eyebrows confusingly, "What do you mean ? " I asked stopping in my track.

He scratched the back of his neck nervously. I knew this guy like if he was my son. We grew up together. We spent all of our childhood together. We went through elementary, middle and high school years together. He couldn't behave like that without me being suspicious. Something was going on and I had to find out.

"I...uh...It's not my place to tell you." 

"Tell me what ? " I could feel my anger raising up. 

He bit on his bottom lip, "Uh...You should call your P.O back, he sounded pretty upset when we were talking earlier. He's disappointed. You can use the house phone. His number i-"

"Richard Willkingston Jr. , don't play with me ! What's going on ?! What happened ? Is my mother okay ? Someone touched her ?! " I questioned getting even more mad. When I left, I asked my two Richard cousins to keep close eyes on my mother and they promised me they will do it. I didn't want something to happen to my mother, she already lived too much. Me going in prison for seven years because I killed my father, who raped, beat her and tried to choke me to death was enough. 

He sat on the bed and sighed giving in. Him and I couldn't lie to each other. Well...it seemed like he actually did it. Now, if I couldn't even trust him, why was I going to do ? I'll be really alone against the whole world and I didn't need this right now, not at this moment in my life. He was a pillar for me. 

"Okay...But don't get mad."

"Too late." I said through gritted teeth. 

"She's...She's with someone." He answered quickly.

I narrowed my eyes at him, "What ? What do you mean she's with someone ? Like..." 

I only went to her house one time, so I saw nothing. This revelation was hitting me like a million of trucks. My mother was dating someone ? For real ? "It must be a joke." I mumbled surprised. I wasn't expecting it. At all. Even if my father didn't treat her very well at the end of his life -I felt a wave of guilt in my heart thinking about it- I was used of him being my mother's love. He was the love of her life and vice versa. Well...was, in the past. But I was just not used of my mother to be with someone else. 

It was too strange.

"His name is Benjamin, but he prefers people calling him Ben. They met...three years ago."

I sat on the bed, next to him, totally lost. Was it a fucking joke ? I couldn't believe it, "What did you say ? "

"She knew you were going to be mad. In the first place, I wasn't supposed to know, but one day I went to her house to check up on her and I saw him. She begged me to keep the secret. I told her that I wasn't going to tell you, but...she was supposed to let you know last year...when it really got serious and sine they...moved in...together." He explained and I was only getting more confused with this situation. 

Why was she so scared to tell me ?

Of course, I would've been pissed off about this and thrown a tantrum or two, but after some reflexion...I would've accepted it. After all, all I wanted was for my Queen to be happy and if this new man was the cause of it, then fine they could date. 

She just had to tell me. 

Now, I felt betrayed like I had never been before. 

My own mother dared to lie to me about something so important. No, this man wasn't going to be my new dad. I didn't plan on calling someone else dad. I had one father and he was dead now...because of me. No, this new man wasn't going to be that, but I would've liked to meet him. To make sure that he was the right one for her. 

I stood up and made my way towards the front door. As I was about to grab the knob, RJ stopped me by grabbing my arm and turning me around. I snatched my arm out of his grip and pushed him away from me, "Don't fucking touch me ! "

"What are you going to do exactly ?! Stay here and calm down, you'll go see her later ! "

"You're not my fucking dad, RJ ! Stop telling what I have to fucking do ! Leave me alone ! "

"No, I won't leave you alone because you don't know what you're doing recently ! Acting and speaking out of anger is not good ! Sit down and calm the fuck down ! Auntie Suz doesn't need that type of shit right now ! She's happy, so let her be ! Don't ruin that ! "

"She lied to me ! " And saying that was only making it worst. After everything we went through during these past seven years and she was doing me like that.

It wasn't cool. 

At all.

"Because she knew exactly how you were going to react to this ! Please..." He put his right hand on my shoulder, "...Don't go there when you're like this. We don't need drama right now in this family."

I sighed and bit on my bottom lip shaking my head, with my hands on my hips. All I wanted to do now was to yell at her and let her know how I was feeling because of her betrayal, but maybe it wasn't a good idea. Maybe RJ was right and I should stay there to calm down first. 

"Okay...I'll go another time."

He let escaped a relieved sigh, "Xièxiè." [ Translation: thank you ]

I nodded, "Uh...Where is the P.O's phone number." At this moment and with what happened, I totally forgot that I had it on a paper. The one he gave me when we met. 

"Here." He pointed that little round table where the house phone was. 

I thanked him and called my P.O hoping that he wasn't going to annoy me too much with that therapy session. I pressed the call button and put the phone to my ear. I waited and after the fourth ring, he finally answered. At first, there was a silence and then he started talking my ear off. I wasn't listening as he was saying how much he was disappointed and was expecting a better behavior from me. Then he threatened me with a warning reminding me that I could go in prison as fast as I got out. I chuckled at that, because I didn't feel like I got out this fast.

It took seven years of my life.

I sighed as he kept talking again and over again. All I was hearing was blah blah blah and other blahs. But then, he said something that got my attention immediately. I frowned ready to curse his ass out for even telling me this.

"What ? "

"I know you perfectly heard me. You're going back tomorrow and you better find a job before our next meeting too ! I'll ask her how the session went and if she tells me something negative, AGAIN, you're getting a REAL warning, it'll be written in your file and then you just have to make another wrong step; and it's back in prison for you. Do you understand that ? "

"Yes, I understand." I answered rolling my eyes. 

"Then stop playing with your freedom, Mr.Willkingston." 

This wasn't freedom, "Okay. I'm going to take that sh- I mean probation, more seriously. I'm sorry for what I did." Actually, I wasn't, but him having pity for me was an advantage more than anything else. I had to do more though, "I'm really sorry. I...I...It was difficult to express myself after all this time...But I promise, I'll do better. I want to be on the right path and take my life back in control. And thank you for helping to do that. I really appreciate it."

"You're a good guy, I saw it when we met." He said and I had to restrain myself from laughing in his face. 

I faked a little snif, "Thank you."

"Don't worry, Mr.Willkingston. You're going to be alright, I believe in you. Just follow the rules and everything will be just fine."

I sniffed again, "Thanks. Thank you so much."

"Keep your head up."

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•06/05 {Friday, 9:46 A.M}

"Are you going to talk today ? "

I rolled my eyes and sighed heavily, already done with this session. I looked around, observing the details of her office and everything was screaming SAD. From the blue/grey walls, to her dark brown furniture, to the black chair and couch she and I were sitting on and to the brown furry carpet under her feet...Her office was dead. And everything was in order. Too much if you ask me and if it's even possible. The books in the little library, the little green plant in its metal grey pot on her desk behind me, her papers, well everything. Seemed like she needed some kind of fun in her life. 

"How old are you ? " I asked out of the blue. I was just being curious. 

"We're supposed to talk about you and not me ! " She snapped and then shook her head, writing something on her iPad. 

"What are you writing ? "

"How hardheaded you are. This is actually annoying. Very annoying."

I stared at her admiring her beautiful black skin and face features. I really wanted to kiss these lips, they looked so tasty, mainly with that red lipstick she had on. My eyes stayed on them for a moment, before to slowly go down and oh sweet baby Jesus, I was loving what I was seeing. Were they a double D or even more ? I wanted to touch and squeeze them. Oh ! And play with the nipples with my mouth too. They were sitting there, calling my na-

"Hey ! " She screamed getting me out of my trance, "Are you enjoying the view ? " I immediately noted the sarcasm.

"Hell yeah ! " I answered without thinking. It was me sometimes. 

She groaned, "I want you to focus on the conversation we're having, okay ? "

And here I was rolling my eyes again, "Which conversation are you talking about ? We're not having one. But if you answer my question, maybe we're really gonna start one."

"You don't ask a woman that, your mother never told you that ? "

"Yes, but do I always listen when she's talking ? No. So...? " I waited and she stayed silent, "Okay. Well, let me guess then." I hummed for a minute, "Twenty-five ? " 

"Stop. You won't know, even if you guessed right. Now, tell me more about yourself. How does it feel to be out of prison ? "

"How do you think it feels like ? I was in a box and now I'm out...lost in the nature." 

"Lost in the nature ? What do you exactly mean with that ? "

"I mean what I fu-" I cleared my throat, "I...It's like...uh...I'm a new born again. I...See in prison, it's not like when you're out there...you're alone...and you can lose your life at anytime...and you're treated like...a subspecies..." I trailed off thinking about what else I could tell her. In prison, we always had one movie night and one day we watched that stupid movie called Locked Up where a twenty-four man was talking about his experience while he was in jail. And at the end he killed himself. I fell asleep a few times, this movie was really not a good one. 

But it was helping me out right now. 

"Yeah, tell me more about this." She seemed so interested. 

"Uh..." I thought trying to remember some of the character's words, "...I feel like I'm not myself anymore." And I kept telling her the same type of shit for the minutes left, so forty minutes. And suddenly, her alarm clock rang indicating that it was the end of the session. I was so happy, I jumped out of my chair and was soon opening the door to leave. 

"Stop, wait ! "

I puffed, closed the door and turned around. What does she want now ? 

"Yes ? "

"Here, it's for the next session. Come back on Thursday." She handed me a little paper where the appointment was written with her name, number and office's address on the top too. I was going to say something, but her ringtone interrupted me. She motioned for me to wait and took the call. The tone of her voice was calm first and then she got a bit angry, "What ? Ryver are you serious ?! "

Hearing this name got instantly my attention and then it hit me like a brick. Once again I had forgotten that she was his aunt, "No ! No, I'm not going to lie for you ! I'm going to pick you up and on my way there, I'm going to call your mother as well. Wait until she hears about it ! No ! You're going to hear me more once I'll be there ! I'm coming ! " And she then hung up. 

"Are you okay ? " I asked a little bit concerned. 

"Uh, yes." She finger combed her hair shaking her head, "I can't believe this." She mumbled angrily. 

I was curious now, "Uh...What happened with Ryver ? "

She narrowed her eyes at me, "It's none of your business ! Now, get out of here ! " She raised her voice pointing the door. 

I frowned, "Wh-" I cut myself, fanned her off and left. 

I had not the time for that. But I was hoping that Ryver was good though. While I played basketball with him and his friends, we also got to know each other a bit more and he was actually a nice kid. He made me think of the little brother I wished for, but never had. Yes, for most of my childhood, I was spending time with RJ and Kavon, then Yani joined our group and we were always all together. But sometimes I was also being alone in the house and every time it was happening, I wished I had a sibling to play with. At a certain point, my parents became way too busy to run after me like when I was one and two years old.

I took the elevator and when I arrived at the first floor, well my heart almost exploded out of my chest. 

"What are you doing here ? "

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A/N: Thanks to this hot weather because without it I wouldn't have been able to finish this chapter and so to also update today. I hope you enjoyed it. And once again, I'm apologizing for not posting a lot. Hopefully, you'll stay patient for the next chapters.

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