Chapter 1

DIGGY’S P.O.V.

My dad bopped his head to the music that played out the laptop. He was nodding his head at every lyric my brother rapped. Every verse, every bar, every breath and his flow. My dad was his biggest fan and he always made it clear to me and everyone else how proud he was of him.

I mean, we were a family of rappers, it’s like they forgot that I had my own mixtape that went viral and put me on the map, copped me a few ten thousands. But as soon as my brother finally got signed to and got this recognition.. my dad stopped being my biggest supporter and replaced me. With Jermaine.

Diggy- *sighs and rolls his eyes*

Rev- *nods along* *pauses the song* It’s good.. I’m so proud of you

Jermaine- *smiles* Thanks Dad…

Diggy- *scoffs* Whatever.

Jermaine- *looks at him* You got something to say?

Diggy- *looks up at him* *shakes his head* Not really.. but is that all you got?

Rev- What do you mean Dig? Your brother’s got incredible talent… *pats Jermaine’s shoulder* I’m proud of you. Your time is here. This album is gonna be big!

Jermaine- *laughs and smiles* Thanks dad… we better get going huh? Don’t wanna waste our time *glances at Diggy*

Diggy- *Don’t worry bout me, I’ma get mine..

Jermaine- Ha. When? You ain’t released shit in years

Diggy- *clenches his jaw*

Rev- I’ll go grab my case.. *runs upstairs*

Jermaine *watches him go*

Diggy- *gets up from the table*

Jermaine- *grabs him* *throws him on the wall* You think you can talk huh?

Diggy- *laughs*

Jermaine- *punches him* *drops Diggy*

Diggy- *holds his stomach* *looks up and lunges for him*

Jermaine- *shoves him back* You ain’t smart.

Diggy- *breathes sharply* You’re meant to be my brother!

Jermaine- *chuckles* Not by blood, remember that.

Diggy- Remember who carries the family name, Cole.

Jermaine- *narrows his eyes at him* Remember who’s on top now. Everyone’s forgotten you. You just my little brother. Dad’s other child. Nothing else, nothing more to you *walks out*

Diggy- *looks down*

*later*

Diggy- When you gonna be back?

Rev- Soon, soon. Promise. You can handle an empty house, right?

Diggy- *shrugs* I guess

Rev- You gon throw a party or somethin while we out?

Jermaine- *laughs loudly* He ain’t got no one to invite to this big ass house!

Diggy- Whatever.  

Rev- Bye son.. *leaves*

YOUR P.O.V.

*that night*

Y/N- *walks away* I don’t want to, leave me alone!!

Andre- *grabs you* Naw, baby I want you.. *kisses your neck*

Y/N- *slaps him* Get your drunk hands off me! I hate you!!

Andre- *feels his face* *grabs your shoulders* *throws you to the wall*

Y/N- *whimpers* Andre, get off me, please, please don’t do this..

Andre- *holds your wrists* *pulls down your pants* 

Y/N- *tears fall fast* *begs* No, please Andre, you’re drunk, you don’t have to do this…

Andre- *pulls down his pants*

I begged and begged… but he started thrusting harder and it killed to even feel inside me, I hated it. I hated it so much. It felt like it burned. My tears and sniffles were all that I could hear as well as his persistent grunts. I was too young to even be experiencing any of this.. I was only 19. I thought I fell in love with Andre, I thought I loved him so much, with all my heart…

*an hour later*

Y/N- *wipes her tears in the mirror* *looks at the bruises on your arm*

Andre- *appears in the door* I’m leaving.

Y/N- *looks down* Mm-hmm.

Andre- *walks up to you slowly* *kisses your neck and hugs you from behind* I’m sorry baby. I love you so much

Y/N- *looks up and sighs* Then why do you do it? *turns around to him*

Andre- *rolls his eyes and looks at the ceiling* *sighs* Y/N not this again, I’m not in the mood. 

Y/N- *folds arms* It hurts, Andre!

Andre- I’m sorry Y/N

Y/N- *turns to the mirror* That’s all you ever say…

I looked at myself in the mirror then up at him as he stood behind me. He looked down before looking up at my reflection as I wiped my tears away in the mirror with a wet wipe. I dabbed at my eyes and then looked at him. His light skin that was perfectly clear. His eyes had this gentle shade of brown that attracted me to them all the time. His eyes watered slightly at the sight of me and turned soft.

His finger stroked the beard on his face, brushing his fingers through its little hairs and onto his caramel-shade of skin that he was. He grabbed me from behind slowly again. But pulling me into him so I’d feel his hard on that poked me from behind, he knew. He turned me around, looking deep into my eyes for so long that it felt like hours. I tried to avoid looking in his, but he lifted my chin to look at him.

Andre- You know I love you. Always baby. I’m sorry.

Y/N- *says nothing*

Andre- You know that right?

Y/N- You always say that. You don’t mean it

Andre- So why would I say it?

Y/N- To make me forget all this so you can go out and do whatever with your boys and act like nothing happened an hour ago

Andre- Y/N, I’m so fed up of this shit. I’m gone to the club, fuck this. I tried. *leaves*

Y/N- *mumbles* Not hard enough.

Andre- *comes back* What did you say?

Y/N- *looks at him* N-nothing.

Andre- *looks you up and down* It better have been. *leaves* *slams the door*

Y/N- *stares at yourself in the mirror*

DIGGY’S P.O.V.

I tried calling everyone I thought I had around me to come out with me. My house was dead and empty. It had to be today of all days that it was like this. Georgie and Roger were in LA, Spin was busy tonight.. and my girlfriend refused to pick up her phone. So I went out by myself

*at the bar*

Diggy- *walks over and leans on the counter* Courvoisier, cranberry and Vodka please..

Bartender- *nods* *makes his drink and hands it to him*

Diggy- *phone buzzes* *looks at it*

Zen- Happy Birthday babe! Sorry I couldn’t make it, love you x

Diggy- *rolls his eyes* *puts his phone away*

I sipped on my drink for the rest of the night, drinking it almost in full gulps. I observed everyone at the bar that night. The men watching and betting on the sports, talking about women, the ladies at their tables, laughing and giggling.

My life felt so empty right now, so worthless, so I just drank the pain away while I still could. My dad forgot I existed, he even forgot my birthday and my girlfriend was too busy to celebrate with me. Just another reminder that I wasn’t important. The worst day of my life

Y/N- *walks up to the bar* *sighs* Courvoisier, cranberry and Vodka please

Diggy- *looks up at you*

Bartender- *nods* *makes the drink*

Y/N- *waits patiently at the bar*

This girl.. she was in a little black dress, almost so that she didn’t stand out. But she did. Her face was… so beautiful. Pink pout, cute hamster cheeks, eyeliner flicked to perfection… It was unusual to me to see a girl that looked like her, and she obviously looked way younger than the other women at the bar. My age? Maybe.

I watched her from the other side, she played with her hair, gazed around and checked her phone occasionally as she stood. I don’t know what it was. Something mysterious about her.