“You think you’re all that!” screamed my brother Jarshawn. An angry look of hate thrashed his overly handsome face. He’d been home from Iraq for a couple
years, and if you asked me I think the sound of a canon knocked a few screws loose because this wasn’t the same loving brother I remembered.

"I never said I was, but don’t think your skinny ass scare me. I’m older than you.”

"You ain’t gonna put your hands on me.”

"Don’t nobody wanna touch your skinny ass.”

“Fuck you faggot!”

“Faggot?…Your ugly ass can’t get a real girlfriend so you fuck fat bitches with daddy issues and sleep with other men’s wives. Don't you remember sneaking them in
that old apartment in the Phoenix on Campbell Drive we used to have to revive your manhood. And I’m a faggot?”

He had a sly grin on his face, his eyes sparkling. He said, “I don’t fuck men.”

I snapped. “And bitch I don’t fuck them either. I get fucked...now what, you half dead muthafuckah?”

Now Iwas pissed off. When Iwas in pain
I got real ugly. I didn’t watch what I said or minced words.

Mama comes out the room. She always sides with him so I already knew the play. I embraced myself for the inevitable. I knew my brother. If you got a secret his bitch ass gonna tell it, just to get his ass outta the pot of boiling hot water.

That glimmer of hate for me in her eyes made me shake my head before she even uttered the first few words.

“What’s going on? I’m try’na sleep. I gotta go to work and you both woke me the fuck up!”

I went in the room and closed the door. Eye had nothing more to say.

“Pharoah think he’s all that!”

"Why don’t you shut up?” Mama asked.

“Fruit roll up. You always yell at somebody in my house!”

"Why are you yelling at me? Pharoah’s the one with the secret!”

"What, you’re mad? You’re going to tell everybody’s secrets now? What about your own?” she asked. I didn’t fall for that shit because she LOVED when he exposed everybody’s secrets. He got off on it.

“I surely am! He thinks he’s all that! He does shit behind your back and don’t say nothing.”

I opened the door and yelled, “I’ma grown
goddamn man! I can do what the hell I want! I don’t have to give her no damn reports! This is my gahdamn life!”

“PHAROAH GO IN THE ROOM AND CLOSE
THE DOOR!” she screamed, not because she wanted the drama to die down, but because she wanted to know Pharoah’s big secret.

Lord, it all falls down. It’s about to start. This jealous brother of mine, always gotta pull everybody in his shit when he fucks up. I’m getting really tired of his ass, oh my God!

I’m trying my best not to hate him...