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Page 25 of June: When Gangstas Collide

“Indigo, leave me the fuck alone!”

Tania shouted as she stormed up the street.

I felt so bad because she fought Harvey, but Tania was becoming a problem. Whatever she and Bleek were going through was affecting her to the point she had become super bitter, and it was starting to piss me off. She was destroying something I’ve been working so hard to build. However, I couldn’t let them gang up on her like that. I picked up my pace as I followed behind her. As soon as we stepped inside the house, Tania turned to me.

“You are so far up their asses trying to be their friend for a nigga that randomly popped up. We don’t even know if that nigga is really our brother!”

she shouted.

“That’s what Grandma and Grandpa said.”

She threw her hand up.

“Indigo, please shut up!”

I didn’t understand why she was mad at me for becoming friends with people. I was so frustrated, so fed the fuck up I lost it.

“No, you shut up! Tania, ever since Bleek chose someone else, you have been fucked up. Hell, I’m surprised you like your own child. This doesn’t have anything to do with them, but everything to do with you. You are miserable just like Mom was. You put on the fa?ade, and you're just like her. I’m not surprised, though, because you were always her favorite. Learned fucking behavior.”

“You should have stayed away. Since you’ve been here, everything and I mean everything has been torn apart.”

I couldn’t believe her. I couldn’t believe she felt this way. I nodded slowly as tears began to well in my eyes.

“You know what I should have stayed gone. Here it is, I came back for you!”

I shouted.

“I came back because I thought my sister, my twin, needed me. The same girl who caused all this by fucking with Bleek in the first place. You opened Pandora’s box, and now you can’t close it. It’s good to know how you feel about me, your sister. That man is our brother, whether you want to accept it or not. Bleek, he’s never going to be with you, whether you accept that or not and—”

“And Bishop will never marry an addict.”

She hit me with a low blow that I didn’t know if I could handle. I felt sick, I felt unloved, and hurt. I backed away and ran up the steps. In this moment, I wished I were June. He didn’t have to deal with things like this, and if he knew what was good for him, he would stay away. I crawled into my bed and cried. The sound of Tania banging on my door irked me.

“Leave me alone.”

“Indi I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.”

She was lying, she meant it. She meant every word, and she was probably right. Bishop didn’t want an addict; he didn’t want a girl he had to save. He probably did love me as he said he did, but it was probably out of pity, and the thought of that made my heart hurt even more. I was dying inside, and the only thing I knew would put me in a place of feeling nothing would be to go to the moon.

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