"Adam things will be okay." I looked to Bianca for help. Adam was a mess and I knew that I had pushed them back together. I was so angry with Fiona right now but I did know Adam's anger.

"Just leave me the hell alone Drew." Bianca gently grabbed my arm and led me from the room. I turned and looked at my brother who looked broken and I knew he loved her.

"Give him time, he loves her and a few things are over not just them." I knew Adam saw her in his future but maybe it wasn't meant to be. I shook from my reviver and turned to my girlfriend. Looking into her brown eyes we made our way downstairs.

"How is he?" I shrugged at my worried mother. The last thing he needed was to be suffocated by her. I looked to my dad for help, knowing this conversation could quickly escalate into a fight. He stood and held my mother.

"Audra give him time, everything happens for a reason. I don't thing they are over yet." My father gave me a look to get out of there and I grabbed Bianca's hand before we ran out. The air was warm and you could tell summer was on its way. We walked to the dot and I saw KC. He had got to see the Bianca I knew and I hoped soon he would bring Jenna around but I wasn't holding my breath. Jenna looked ready to pop at any moment. The fight they had at the basketball game was bad, I was losing my bro to momzilla. I got our coffee's and joined with the party. Jenna was quiet but I could tell she wasn't happy.

"So hows he holding up?I heard from Sav that Holly J has been over there every night she's a wreck." I sighed both parties were messed up.

"He is nothing but angry, I feel he will self destruct."

"Well if he didn't leave her to go fight, he would of let her down." I slammed my coffee down at Jenna's cockiness, this pregnancy thing was pissing me off every time I was around her, but KC turned to me ignoring her comment and continued on as if she said nothing.

"Why don't you try to get them back together?" He was trying to dispel my anger with his girl friend, but I shook my head knowing the danger. Bianca stood and I looked at her.

"Its my dad I got to get this." She gave me a quick kiss and nodded to KC. I saw her wave before she took off. Jenna then soon after excused her self to the bathroom.

"She's acting off." I commented to him but all he did was shrug.

"I'm not the one to ask anything to unless you want to be a baby daddy." I shuddered at the idea and looked out the window it was still early and my girl had ran off.

"Basketball?" KC's face lit up and he grabbed the ball, my dude was always ready for a game.

I walked faster towards home, he was drunk again and my mother feared for her life. I sighed at what I had to deal with maybe that's why people perceive me as bitchy. I walked in the house and the stench of alcohol could be smelt. I stepped over broken glass, and walked into the living room. I saw my mother cowering in the corner, stepping towards my enraged father.

"Get away from her bastard." I showed him no fear, because that just gave him power.

"How dare you talk to me like that girl." His fist came up and I grabbed it. I glared at his glassy eyes and knew tomorrow he wouldn't remember a thing. I shoved his fist back but he managed to slap me with the other. I knew it would be another thing to cover up. My mother stood and slammed a beer bottle on his head knocking him out.

"Where the hell did he get the alcohol?" I shouted at my mother. He was and angry drunk not a fun one.

"He must of bought it, it's nearing that time of year." I shook my head at my mothers excuses.

"It's been three years time to move on." I snapped.

"Not all of us have no heart like you." My mother screamed at me.

"Believe what ever you want mother." I shouted back knowing that this fight was pointless. My mother sat down on the couch.

"Its not your fault." She shook her head. I was angry they wallow in their pity and forget.

"It is."

"I was the one that saw him die! I was the one who heard the shot that took Micheal's life! If anyone's fault it's mine! I let him die when I was supposed to watch him." We've had this fight for two years now and soon it would be scripted.

"It was because of me we moved to Compton." I remembered where we lived, the fighting, gangs. The cops only came once someone was dead.

"So you weren't the guy who shot him, he's dead. We got caught up wrong time and place."

"Because of me your brothers dead and fathers a drunk." She hated what happened, but it wasn't her fault.

"You forget about me and want me to be sympathetic with you but I wont. I have to relive watching my little brother die. The bullet taking Micheal's life, he was only seven for god sakes. It isn't your fault and you need to stop making excuses for him." I walked out of the room and up to mine. I locked the door and pulled a photo album out of a wooden box. I opened the worn pages and saw my baby faced blue eyed brother, looking at me when we were happy. They progressed up until his last year, he was another face marked out to soon. I traced the outline of his face, a face the world has forgotten. I laid down with the photograph.