Unseparable: My Brother's Keeper

By D.V. McClain

Black-head and Red-Head are identical twins and practically inseparable. Anything that one does the other follows. At a young age the twins begin to experience the life of selling drugs and committing horrible crimes together. Building their own way to the top of the game without their parents well known reputation to help them, they now have everything they’ve ever wanted and if not they’re willing to do whatever it takes to get. Even though Black-Head and Red-Head are identical twins, the only difference other than their hair color is this…Black-Head has a conscience and Red-Head doesn’t. When Black-Head finds love and someone else to live his life for besides his beloved brother all hell breaks loose. Once Black-Head decides to step completely out the game and settle down with his fiancée Red-Head does the opposite and steps in even deeper. Determined to win his one and only brother back at any and all cost Red-Head is willing to go to extreme measures just to do so. Frustrated and aggravated Red-Head vowed that if anyone gets in his way they shall die a slow tortured death…no matter who that someone may be. Earth beware, Satan is here, and Satan is none other than Red-Head himself. Brace yourself and come take a walk with me from the very beginning to see how this compelling novel will end….

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trafford Publishing
• Release date: Jan 24, 2021
• ISBN: 9781698703893

D.V. McClain

Hello friends, my name is, D.V. McClain, I am forty-two years old and have one child, my son, who is twenty-five years old. I really enjoy reading and writing. I love traveling the world and sightseeing while trying different foods. I also love to write and that’s exactly why I want you the reader to experience the best quality of writing that I can give in this book and the books to come in the future. Remember stay safe and social distance yourselves.

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Copyright 2021 D.V. McClain.

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CONTENTS

Preface

PART 1: **UNSEPARABLE**

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Chapter 2: Teenage Years

Chapter 3: A Taste of Fame

Chapter 4: Climbing Together

PART 2: ** UNSTOPPABLE **

Chapter 5: On Top of the World

Chapter 6: Together We Stand…Divided We Fall

Chapter 7: Leaving the Game

Chapter 8: Separate Ways

Chapter 9: Losing it All

Chapter 10: Nothing to Lose

Chapter 11: Full of Rage

Chapter 12: Dark Madness

PART 3: **TOGETHER AGAIN**

Chapter 13: Going Through It

Chapter 14: Reunited

Chapter 15: Old Times Sake

Chapter 16: Making A Change

PART 4: **MY BROTHER’S KEEPER**

Chapter 17: Doing Time

Chapter 18: Afraid To Be Alone

Chapter 19: Time Up

Chapter 20: The End

Epilogue

About the Author

"I

dedicate this book in the loving memory

of my brother and best friend,

My Brother: Antonio Javar Whetstone (Gitt)

9/25/78-12/11/05

&

My Best Friend: Sebastian Daniels (Bear)

5/7/79-12/13/16

I love you guys and I miss you guys dearly."

PREFACE

As Black-Head laid awake on his bunk in the single man cell, he wondered what prison would be like.

While lying there restless he couldn’t help but wonder what would become of his ole lady and his seeds she was carrying. He also wondered what his brother, Red-Head was doing, who was in another single man cell waiting to be transported to prison also.

Try as he might, he just couldn’t understand his brother or his brother’s motives sometimes.

Sure, they were identical twins and all, but some things Red-Head did just didn’t sit right with him, but he never spoke of his feelings prior to what led up to this crazy incident. He often wondered why he tried putting his foot down to his brother after all these years. He knew his brother was crazy, he found this out when they were only teenagers. He just didn’t speak on it to anyone, because his loyalty has always been for his brother, and as funny as it may sound, in many ways it still is.

Not saying that I approve of all the shit that went down, but never-the-less, he’s still my brother and I love him…after all I am the oldest, so that leaves me to be my brother’s keeper, Black-Head thought to himself.

Black-Head knew morning would be creeping up as soon as he closed his eyes, so instead of going to sleep, he stayed up waiting for breakfast and the bus to arrive that would deliver him, his brother, and the others to the prison that awaited them. He tossed and turned the entire night, getting no rest at all.

Meanwhile, down the hallway, Red-Head slept like a baby, wrapped comfortably in his blankets on the hard steel bunk.

If one could’ve seen his face as he slept, they would’ve witnessed him sound asleep with his lips curled in an evil smile…

PART 1

**UNSEPARABLE**

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CHAPTER 1

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THE BEGINNING

O OOHHMMM…YES DADDY, FUCK me, this yo’ pussy baby! Ooooh daddy don’t stop um finna cum!! Peaches screamed breathlessly as she came all over Dee’s big dildo.

Peaches loved the way Dee made her feel sexually. No one had ever done the things to her that Dee did. Peaches whose real name was Destiny Ar’Money Michaels was nine months pregnant with their set of twin boys. She was due any day now and looking forward to delivery.

Peaches was fully gay and married to the love of her life, D’Vita Michelle Michaels, known as the legendary #1Dee on the streets. Dee’s ruthless reputation earned her one of the top five spots on the streets which was mostly ruled by savage men. Her fearless attitude and street smarts shot her straight to the top of the game.

Peaches and Dee were both twenty-eight and soon to be first time parents. Anxiously awaiting the arrival of their twin boys, things had been going great for them. Peaches was living out her very own fairy-tale. Once Dee finally settled down and married her, everyone in the city was shocked because Dee was known for her dirty past. From hustling drugs on the streets to wise investments, she built herself a multi-million dollar empire. Her dedication and hard hustling ability took her from nothing to owning whatever she wanted. Feared by most but respected by all because of her deadly reputation, Dee had balls of steel and a dick harder than the average nigga.

After years of living the street life, she finally traded it all in along with the many scores of beautiful women that came along with the lifestyle for the only one she truly loved…her wife Peaches. Through it all she stayed down with Dee from the very beginning even if it meant going to hell and back for her a few times. Dee had taken Peaches through years of pure hell and heartbreaks too many times, always using the same old tired apologies. Now after all the cheating, broken promises, and heartbreaks, she felt obligated to compensate Peaches for all the wrong and hurt she’d caused over the years.

Once they finished their hot steamy love making session Peaches laid there staring into Dee’s eyes. She always admired how beautiful she was but didn’t dare say so out loud, knowing that Dee had a complex with being called pretty and definitely beautiful. But let truth be told she really was a beautiful stud with a fly ass swag that nobody could imitate.

Standing around 5'7 with a smooth butterscotch complexion Dee had an athletic build with dreads that hung about midway down her back. Her small sexy lips were tantalizing to the point of pure seduction which made her a target for females. Most women loved the way she licked on them while talking because it sent butterflies fluttering down to their most intimate spot. Her thuggish but sweet ways made her irresistible. Even with all the sexiness going on she was still known as a no shit taking female that most people looked at as simply a real nigga.

Being the only self-made female on the streets it wasn’t long before a multitude of women flocked to her.

On the same note, Peaches was no stranger to the streets. While in the game she had her own thing going on. Her high caliber beauty allowed her to get her way, but she was as deadly as Dee. Her unique beauty easily set her above females who were also beautiful but couldn’t match up with hers. This caused many women to be jealous which always led to hate in some shape, form, or fashion. Her dirty red complexion and flawless skin made her light brown almond shaped eyes have a natural glow that made her long thick eyelashes look unrealistic. On her left cheekbone was a small Marilyn Monroe beauty mark, which only added emphasis to her beauty. Her full luscious lips were soft like cotton candy. With every kiss they felt as if they were sweetly melting into yours. Her long silky black hair hung down to the middle of her back.

Just watching her banging figure as she moved made the hairs stand up on the back of your neck. Her round fat ass was soft to the touch and her plump perky breasts bounced with each step she took. This alone demanded everyone’s attention without her saying a single word. Peaches had the face and body of a goddess, so men and women alike had a natural attraction to her.

Whenever her and Dee went out for a night on the town the two of them were untouchable and dripping with sex appeal. Together they made a beautiful black couple who were envied by many, but still wanted by all.

After being happily married for the last three years of their off and on, ten year relationship, they were now living their best life.

Now relaxing in the warm safe protection of Dee arms, she thought to herself that all the hell she went through was well worth it. Drifting off into a deep sleep Peaches had dreams of their big fairy-tale style wedding, and how Dee went all out for her just to please her and see her beautiful smile. She was just grateful and happy because for the last three years she was able to sleep peacefully whenever Dee stepped out for a few hours. She trusted Dee enough to know that she would never cheat on her again.

Lying next to her beautiful wife, Dee watched as she slept with her mouth open, snoring lightly. She could tell that Peaches was tired, so she didn’t bother waking her for another round. Watching her sleep brought back memories about their decision to go to Dr. McWish, a specialist who specialize in pregnancies for lesbian couples. After seeing him a few times he successfully spliced their eggs so that the child would have more characteristics from both mothers rather the donor. Now nine months later Peaches waited anxiously to deliver a healthy set of twin boys. Dee thought of what her grandmother always told her… You may have to suffer sometimes but when God rewards you it’s nothing small. It didn’t take long for Dee to doze off next to her wife while listening at her snoring. Hours later Peaches was awakened by sharp pains in her right side. Shaking Dee awake, she asked her to turn on the light. Sitting up in bed Dee felt for the lamp and switched it on.

What’s wrong baby?

Pains…in my side… Peaches said breathing heavily.

In the soft glow of the lamp light Dee could see the tears in Peaches eyes and knew that she was in pain. Bolting up out of bed rubbing the sleep from her eyes Dee got dressed and gathered all their items then headed to the car. Halfway to the hospital Peaches water broke but Dee sped on until they arrived safely. Once Peaches was properly dressed out Dee called their parents to share the good news. After five hours of hard labor pains Peaches finally delivered the twins.

October 29th marked another beautiful day in their memory book. Two healthy identical twin boys born two minutes apart weighing in at six, and six and a half pounds.

Everything about them was identical except for one thing…their hair. One had jet black hair and the other one had fire red hair. Peaches and Dee agreed on the names their parents suggested from the Bible… Nehemiah and Jeremiah. Peaches added their middle names and Dee gave them their nicknames. They called Nehemiah Ja’Vion Michaels, Black-Head, and Jeremiah Na’Vion Michaels, Red-Head. Peaches didn’t really like the nicknames Dee chose but she was too tired to argue with her about the ridiculous nicknames. Her intentions were to let it ride for a day or two then address it later.

While basking in the aftermath of parenthood Dee and Peaches watched as the twins reached for each other until they locked hands and fell asleep. It didn’t take long for them to realize that neither twin liked being separated from the other for too long. Peaches thought this was just a cute twin thing for the boys, but Dee saw the inseparable souls in the two and knew that nothing or nobody would ever come between them.

At the time it didn’t dawn on either parent how true this would actually be, but they were about to find out as time passed.

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At the age of five the twins were enrolled in Kindergarten. Halfway through the first week of school Red-Head was suspended three days for fighting. On the first day of his suspension, Black-Head had to go to school alone. By noon he had to be taken to the hospital after becoming extremely sick and running a high fever. The school immediately contacted his parents. Ironically Red-Head was running a high fever too. Both twins were rushed to the hospital because of nonstop vomiting and fevers well over the hundred mark. Doctors and nurses moved about frantically trying everything in their power to reduce the twins fever to no avail. Worried about their boys, Dee and Peaches asked could the twins be admitted into the same room. As soon as they were put in the same room, they tore off the medical hookups and immediately ran toward each other. Hugging tightly, they wouldn’t let go. What happened next was amazing. All of a sudden, they stopped crying, and their fevers dropped. Just like that the twins were ok. Everyone in the hospital was amazed at the outcome. After seeing this they decided to keep Black-Head home for the remainder of Red-Head’s suspension.

As the years passed this proved to be a repetitive routine. They couldn’t be separated from each other for too long. Together the twins stood as a force, as a matter of fact they were notorious, and in the upcoming years they would show the world the real meaning of Unseparable…

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CHAPTER 2

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TEENAGE YEARS

B LACK-HEAD AND RED-HEAD were now teenagers and strikingly handsome. Both twins had a bright red complexion with flawless skin. It was amazing how they resembled both parents. They had their mother Peaches light brown almond shaped eyes and the same beauty mark on their left cheekbone, but they had Dee’s lips, dimples, and smile. Black-Head and Red-Head kept their hair neatly cut in a low fade which showed off the waves in their head. The twins were an excellent image of both mothers perfectly woven together in one total package. They had a swag of their own that everyone loved. At the age of fifteen they were tall with bodies chiseled to perfection, as if someone took their time and expertly sculptured them. Girls their age and older automatically swarmed to them like bees on honey. They were male sex gods and lived up to the reputation. Whenever you saw one you saw the other. Rarely would you catch them apart. Separate wasn’t a word in their vocabulary. They did everything together, from sports, to fighting, to losing their virginity. When it came to the twins everything went together, and even though Red-Head was the youngest he took charge like he was the oldest. This was fine by Black-Head, since Red-Head was the most outspoken twin. He didn’t let anything get pass him without voicing his opinion and sometimes acting on it. This attitude would get him into plenty of trouble throughout the coming years.

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Hey G-Ma! Red-Head called out in an agitated manner.

What’s up Red? Dee answered.

G-Ma stood for Gangsta Ma. The twins were also allowed to