Chapter 13 Xyleek
Chapter Thirteen
Xyleek
“You a dumb ass nigga,” Vani fussed, shaking her head as we sat in our mother’s living room.
“Vani, dead ass, get the fuck out of my face. With the way I feel right now, I’ll do some damage, straight up,” I huffed, checking my phone again to see if anyone had found Drek yet.
“And I’ll do my own damage, nigga. You ain’t the only one that knows how to fight, and you forgot I fight niggas. You mad at me for some shit that you could’ve controlled but chose not to.”
I exhaled through my nose slowly, trying not to go off.
She was my little sister, but she always thought she was my conscience, too.
I tuned her out and checked my phone again, refreshing Dreka’s Instagram like it was gonna change something.
It didn’t though. There was no new posts or stories.
I checked her TikTok, and it was the same thing.
She had me, Vani, and my mother blocked on her phone, so there was no contacting her that way.
Somehow, she must’ve discovered that tracking app I put on her phone because even that said it was offline.
To make matters worse, Gabriae’s stupid ass took the unthinkable a step further and leaked those receipts to the media.
Therefore, it looked like I was fucking up shit with Drek for the millionth time.
That bitch was already on my hit list, but her and her sister met their demise quicker than I intended for that lil’ stunt.
“Now you got me blocked, and I ain’t even do shit! You and Momma were the ones lying!” Vani continued mouthing off.
My mother, Jewel, raised her hands in mock surrender. “I was only trying to help.”
“Momma, I can’t believe you went along with his bullshit. You know better than to get in the middle of him and Drek’s mess.”
“Tavani, do you ever shut the fuck up?!” I sat up from my relaxed position on the couch. “Gahhhh fuckin’ damn! I don’t wanna hear none of this shit! I know I fucked up, so unless you gon’ help me get her back, shut…the fuck…UP!” I retorted, standing up and walking out of the living room.
Going out to the deck in backyard, I slammed the door behind me and took a seat in the gazebo.
Right now, I was like a bottle of Coke that had been shaken up with the lid still on.
I was ready to explode on any and everybody, and my family knew that, so I wasn’t sure why Vani wanted to keep poking the bear.
Every time Drek tried to leave me, I got like this.
Angry in a way that even I didn’t understand.
The thought of losing Drek twisted something deep and dark inside of me, which was why it was best for planet Earth and beyond for us to be together.
When I wasn’t with her, I was reckless and did shit on impulse.
Normally, I was careful, logical, thought everything out but when I was like this?
The world just needed to stay the fuck out of my way.
It had been two long ass days, and I had been ducked off at my momma’s crib the entire time.
“Baby,” my mother joined me minutes later, taking a seat next to me. “You need to apologize to your sister.”
The tears stung my eyes as I looked over at her. “The only person I’m apologizing to is Dreka. Ain’t nobody getting shit out of me until I have her back. Ma, you know I don’t play about that girl.”
“But you did, Xyleek,” she spoke in that soothing, motherly tone.
“You played with her a lot, and so her reaction to finding out something like this…of course it’s going to be extreme.
I know how serious you were this time, but she doesn’t know that.
She doesn’t know that you really were trying to do the right thing, but lying is lying, no matter if it was for a good reason or not. ”
“I need her,” I hoarsely whispered with tears falling down my face. My mom, sister, and Drek were the only women I’d ever cry in front of.
She scooted closer, rubbing my back comfortingly.
“I know you do. You always have. But you have to do better, Xy. You have to be honest with her, no matter how mad you think she gon’ get or how bad it may hurt her.
Had you been honest and upfront about this situation, then there’s a good chance she wouldn’t have run off like this. ”
“I can’t change that I lied now!”
“You can’t but let this be a lesson moving forward to stop lying to her. If…when she comes back, you have to be completely honest from now on.”
I wasn’t tryna hear the shit my mom was talking about either for real. When my phone started ringing with a call from Jah, I got excited, thinking he had some good news.
“Please tell me you found her,” I answered right away.
“Uh…nah. We found your car though.”
“Was she in it?”
“Nah but uh…she fucked yo shit up, gang,” he chuckled a little. “Sis got on her Jazmine Sullivan shit and bust ya windows out, slashed ya tires, fucked up the interior.”
“Jah, I don’t give a fuck about none of that. It’s just a car, I got a hunnid more of those. Where is she?!”
“I don’t know! Yo car was left in a parking lot near Diggs Park, but I’m telling you, there’s no sign of her.”
“Don’t call my fuckin’ phone again unless you have something to tell me about Drek!” I snapped, ending the call and throwing my phone clean across the yard. “FUCK!”
My whole body was tense with the veins in my neck pulsing while I paced circles in the gazebo like a caged animal.
That’s exactly how I felt. When I was with Drek, I felt free as a bird but without her?
I wasn’t shit. I wasn’t even mad that she’d damaged my car.
That temper of hers matched mine too well, and deep down, I knew I’d pushed her straight to that point.
Hearing she tore my shit up made me proud if I’m being honest. That was my damn woman, and I wouldn’t expect shit less outta her.
My mom got up to retrieve my phone, dropping it on the couch. “It’s not broke, and don’t break it because you’re angry. How she gon’ call you if your phone broke? I’m going to make some lunch. You want anything?”
“Ma, I can’t…” I shook my head, blowing out a deep breath. “I can’t fuckin’ eat right now.”
She shrugged and went back inside, leaving me to my own thoughts.
Getting an idea, I picked my phone up and went to Raven’s contact.
I never had to call that girl before, but I knew she was joined to Drek’s right hip while Makenna occupied the left.
Ken wasn’t doing shit on my behalf to help me get to Drek, but maybe Rae would.
When I called and the phone rang, a little hope creeped into my chest.
“Don’t be calling my best friend’s phone, Xyleek,” Drek answered, instantly making my dick hard. “And when the hell did you download that tracking app on my fuckin’ phone?!”
“Angel. Where you at? I need you,” I told her, ignoring her question.
“No, what the fuck you need is a better gahdamn publicist. You let that bitch put that shit out there, making me look like a dumb bitch, yet again!”
Her voice was ice cold, cutting through the little bit of hope I did have. Even still, hearing her voice calmed my spirit so much.
“I didn’t know she was gon’ do that. You know I’d never let anyone clown you on purpose, Drek.”
“Fuck you, nigga! That’s all I needed, another fuckin’ headline about me being the stupid bitch that keeps taking yo cheating ass back!”
“I wasn’t cheating, Angel! All the other times, yeah, I was giving dick to bitches but this time, that’s not the case.
I swear on our future kids, it wasn’t like that with her.
Baby, please, please just tell me where you are so I can come see you and we can do this face-to-face,” I pleaded, dropping to my knees like she could see me. “I’m begging you, Drek.”
“You don’t need to see me, you need to see a therapist, you sick ass muthafucka!” she spat, her tone telling me that she wasn’t about to let me know where she was.
“You’re right, I probably do need therapy to figure out why I’m dumb as fuck.
I’ll do that, Angel, I promise I will. I want you, Rahdreka.
I need you more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life.
I’m going crazy without you,” my voice softened as tears rolled down my face again.
“Fuck, Drek, I’m sorry! But my mom will tell you, I had the right intentions this time.
I just went about the shit all fucked up, and I take full responsibility for my actions.
I shouldn’t have lied, baby. Just tell me where you are. ”
“I need fifty thousand, ASAP.”
“I can bring it to you,” I offered, standing back up with that hope returning.
“No. You need to wire it to me, and then I’ll think about telling you where I am. I want that money in fifteen minutes, or you can kiss me goodbye forever.”
Before I could say another word, the call ended but it lit a fire under my ass.
I called Karmen up immediately to get the wire sent.
If there was a chance I could have Dreka back in my bed by the end of the day, shit, I’d send a million if that’s what she wanted.
After Karmen handled the wire, I tried calling Rae’s phone back, but it went straight to voicemail.
Calling back-to-back four times, I realized I must’ve been blocked.
“Ma, let me see your phone,” I requested after rushing back inside the house.
Without a question, she took it out of her pocket and handed it to me. I called Rae’s phone from her phone, and it rang twice before the voicemail picked up.
“Drek, stop all this childish shit. You asked for the money, you got it, now tell me where the fuck you at. I promise if I gotta find you, you not gon’ like how I act, baby. I swear you ain’t, so your best bet is to call me back,” I left a voicemail and then gave my mother her phone back.
“Xy, don’t do anything stupid!” she shouted behind me as I went to the guest room to get changed.
Unfortunately, stupid was the thing I did best in this mind state.
It wasn’t my fault, and again, I just went dark whenever Drek wasn’t with me.
Dipping out the front door, I jumped in my car and thought about how I could track her ass down.
I don’t know why she thought hiding out would ever be a good idea, knowing how I got.
My brain lit up with an idea, so I called Karmen back.
“The money was sent, Xy,” she answered in a somewhat annoyed tone. Karmen got sick of my shit, too.
“Yeah, I know it was, Karm, I never have to worry about that. I need a favor.”
“And that is?”
“I need to know if that money is pulled out and where. Your cousin still work at Navy Federal?”
“Yeah, she still there, but whatever you thinking, Xy, don’t.”
“I just need her to trace the account, that’s all. If a withdrawal is made, whether it’s ten dollars or the full fifty bands, I need to know. And once I get that, send your cousin ten racks for her troubles.”
She blew out a long sigh. “I’ll call her, but if this shit comes back on me—”
“It won’t. You know I got you for life. Just make that call for me. Please,” I begged with the desperation heavy in my voice.
“Fine.”
She hung up and I blew out a sigh of relief. One way or another, I was finding Drek. And when I did, I was making her listen to me. She just needed to hear me to understand why I did what I did. Once she heard and understood, then I knew we were gon’ be back on track.