Chapter 3

Arthur went into the room where Sonny was. He pulled Sonny up out of the chair 
and dragged him into the other room.  Sonny did not want Brenda to see him this 
way, so battered and bruised. He could feel the blood dripping down his face. 
All the pain he felt as a child when Deke beat him came flashing back. He hated 
it. But, he couldn't do a thing. The only hope he had was that Jason and Luke 
figured something was wrong with both of them missing. 

Arthur brought Sonny into the room. Brenda immediately looked at him and yelled 
to Maslow…

Brenda: What kind of evil, sick, twisted, pathetic form of human flesh are you?

Maslow: Now, is that the proper way to talk to your uncle?

Sonny: Uncle?

Maslow: I am Brenda's mother's brother. I'm surprised she never told you about 
me.

Sonny: She must have forgotten that you existed.

Maslow: I doubt that. Arthur, place our guest in front of my niece here, I want 
them to see every expression on the others face.

Arthur put Sonny right in front of Brenda. Their eyes connected, they connected. 
They had been here before and they knew, like always, they would somehow get 
through. Sonny tried desperately to read what Brenda was thinking, he had always 
been able to before, but now, it was hard. He knew something was really wrong 
here, but what?

Brenda: Why does he need to be here? He hates me, got it, HATES ME. He left me 
at the altar, he said thanks for the ride, why the hell do you think he cares 
about me now?

Maslow: I don't know how Sonny feels. But, I can tell you still love him. And 
that is what matters to me. And if he hates you, what I am about to say will 
push him even further away.

Brenda: Then just get on with it. 

Maslow: Where should we begin?? How about when your mother died. You were such a 
young child, a beautiful child born to a whore and a Cartel monster. How long 
did you think you would get away with hiding your mother in your room after 
Harlan threw her out?

Brenda: He never came to my room, so he would never know.

Maslow: True, he hated you, just like your sister. You see Sonny, Brenda here 
allowed her mother into her room at night. She would give her food, allow her to 
shower, even let her sleep there every so often. One night, when Brenda was 
sound asleep, her mother was in the shower. Little Brenda was a smart girl and 
stayed in bed when she heard some men enter her room.

(Brenda is flashing back to that night)

Brenda: I was sleeping and I heard a noise. I woke up and saw these men in my 
room. I heard the water running, and I knew they were after mommy. I froze with 
terror. I didn't do a thing. The next thing I heard was muffled bullet sounds. I 
still, just stayed there. The men left, and then…

Maslow: And then I walked over to her bed and saw she was awake. She was so 
beautiful and sexy then.  She was crying. But, she didn't move, like a good 
little girl.  She never did see her mother, which is a good thing. The bathroom 
was a mess. Glass and Blood, a messy combination.  Then again, one Brenda is 
familiar with. (Sonny flashes back to when Joe's men shot at her in the shower. 
He looks at her and sees that she is in some distant place, thinking the same 
thing. Oh baby, I didn't know, I didn't know)

Maslow: That night that her mother died, was the night that Brenda and my 
relationship took off. You see, her mother visited every night and like a good 
uncle, I promised to do the same.  Didn't I Brenda?

Brenda: (doesn't say a thing, Maslow goes up to her and pulls her hair)

Maslow: Didn't I?

Brenda: Yes.

Maslow: Our nights. I always looked forward to them you know. Brenda was so 
sweet, so innocent, so pure and I just wanted to be a part of that.  So, I went 
to see her, when the lights were out and everyone was asleep. I had a key to the 
house. I went up to her room every night and I would stay until morning. What 
would we do Brenda? 

Brenda: Go to hell!

Maslow: (Grabs her hair again) Tell him what we did!!

Brenda: (looking away) He would have…

Sonny's eyes widened with fear and anger and sadness. He didn't want to hear 
anymore. He didn't want to know what this sick bastard did to Brenda. And he 
didn't want to see her in so much pain. There they were, she was so hurt because 
of him to begin with and she is still protecting me. I don't deserve this 
Brenda, I don't.

Maslow: She is still embarrassed that she turned out to be a little tramp like 
her mother. What my adorable niece is trying to say, is that we had a very 
special relationship. One that is secret and isn't shared with many.

Sonny looks at him with daggers in his eyes.

Maslow: Oh my boy did you really think you were her first?

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