Chapter 5 #2
She gave me a strange ass look but I knew it was because she didn’t expect me to give up so easily.
Hell, I wasn’t. I would see her tonight.
I had all the intel I needed to make this thing with us work.
If I was around, she was going to break and I planned on being around.
All up and through her to be exact, but I would let baby girl think she won this round.
Leaning across the seat, I kissed her cheek and flinched when I was upright again.
Simple shit hurt like hell but I would be straight as soon as I fired up some of the good shit.
Fuck them pills the doctors were pushing.
I really felt like they wanted us to be strung out on that stuff.
“You need help?”
“Nah, I’m good. Text me and let me know you made it home safe and I’ll get with you.”
She stared my way, confused. I had just fucked her mind up but that was exactly what I wanted.
“Oh, okay.”
After I was out and lifted my bag from the backseat, I leaned down enough to see her face one last time. “No matter what’s in your head, I care about you and I want this to work. Don’t count me out, aight?”
“I’m not.” She offered a soft smile before I shut the door, tapped the roof of her car, then made my way to the door. I had a few things to take care of then I’d be pulling up on her and there wouldn’t be a damn thing she could do about it.
I sat in my car slouched down, blazed up, watching the address provided to me through low eyes while my fingers gripped the handle of my Desert Eagle.
If my contact came through like they promised, then me and my team had one less issue to be concerned with.
Even if none of this was my fault, I still carried a lot on my shoulders for the fact that I had gotten caught slipping.
This one was on me. I had to handle it on my own as a man.
It didn’t feel right having my brother and Kane out here on some paint the city red type shit over my fuck up.
Even though Asim had word out on the street for anything leading him to Cap, I made sure money was in place so they would bypass him and bring it straight to me.
He didn’t wanna hear shit about me out here seeking revenge, but there were some things I needed to do on my own.
Handling Cap was a solo job. Asim and Kane had already stepped up with the shooter, who turned out to be Kemp’s cousin, and Nika who set me up to get me there; so I needed this.
When the car I had been waiting on pulled into the driveway, I sat up quickly and tossed my blunt out of the window. A slow smile eased in place as I pulled the handle to get out. I had been waiting on this since I felt the burn from the first shot that hit me.
By the time the car door opened, I was near and waiting. Fortunately for me, he was too occupied with whatever woman Cap was kicking lies to, because when the handle of my gun landed against his skull, he wasn’t expecting it. Cap dropped his phone and buckled to his knees, grabbing his head.
“Please….fuck…I don’t have shit on me. No cash, no drugs, nothing.”
Is he really begging already?
“Turn your ass around. You got exactly what I want muthafucker. An apology and your life.”
When his eyes landed on me, his head dropped lower before he rambled again.
“Come on, man. It isn’t me. Shit, you know it isn’t me.
This is all Kemp and I told him it was a bad idea.
He just wouldn’t listen and I was stuck.
I didn’t have a choice. I’m in the same position as you.
Why the fuck you think I’m out here like this in this shitty ass house laying low? He turned on me too. I can help.”
“Help? This shit is your fault. You should have stayed out of it and we wouldn’t be here. Always fucking flexing then crying when it’s time to pay up.”
“Man, I just?—”
“All you need to do right now is apologize for being stupid. That’s the only thing you can say that I want to hear.”
“Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t even set up the hit on you. It wasn’t my?—”
“Ay, you’re fucking up the validity of your apology with all that whining and crying. Just say that shit and shut the fuck up after.”
“I apologize.” His nervous eyes were on me and they went wild the second my smile appeared. He knew that shit was a wrap. I emptied my clip into him and watched his body bounce off the ground until the last bullet pierced through it.
I looked around and the street was dark and quiet. I headed back to my car so I could pull up on the next issue I had. Learah.
When my key allowed me access, I was grateful her difficult ass hadn’t changed the locks.
At this point, I didn’t put anything past her.
She would deadass be the type to lock me out of my own shit.
The thought had me grinning as I locked up and squinted to get focus in the dark room after tossing my overnight bag on the floor next to the sofa.
It was late and all I wanted to do was shower and climb into bed with Learah but I had a feeling that was going to take an act of God.
Even if she wasn’t trying to let me be up under her, I was staying under the same roof.
If she wanted me out, she would physically have to move me, not that I didn’t believe her stubborn ass wouldn’t try.
The thought had me grinning as I made my way to the bedroom where I found her balled in the center of the bed, buried under pillows and comforters.
Scary ass. She didn’t like sleeping alone and I was sure it was worse now that she had gotten used to me being in bed with her night after night.
Her remedy for when I was out late was to barricade herself in the bed like the monsters she believed existed under the bed and in the closet couldn’t get to her.
That was my baby though and I dared anyone to try and prove any different. I’d light their ass up.
Instead of waking Learah right away, I decided to get cleaned up considering she hadn’t moved an inch since I stepped in the door.
I was convinced she could sleep through a natural disaster.
After my shower, I dressed from the waist down because I needed help with my bandages.
I also didn’t miss the fact that there were supplies stacked on the counter.
She could play hard all she wanted; she knew what was up.
Smiling at the thought, I dumped my clothes in the hamper and headed back into the bedroom where I began digging through the sea of covers and pillows until I found Learah.
Kissing her on the cheek almost earned me a mean left because my presence scared the shit out of her and my laughing didn’t help the mood.
“Damn, baby, I think you would have laid my ass out.”
It took her a minute to focus before her face was tight. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“This is my shit, why wouldn’t I be here?”
“You know what I mean, asshole. I asked you for…”
“Space, yeah I know. I tried but that doesn’t work. We can figure it out later but for now can you come hook me up? I see you stocked up on supplies.”
The smile on my face when I backed away from the bed wasn’t helping my case but I didn’t care. I was simply happy to be around her mean ass again.
“You can do it.” She yanked the comforter and lay back down.
“Lear, are you really gonna act like that?”
“Yes, now get what you need and leave me alone.”
I stood there looking crazy because she was deadass rebuilding the fortress of pillows around herself.
“Lear?”
“I said no. I got what you need and you’re more than capable. Goodnight, Amir. And stay in the living room or I’ll be the one leaving.”
“No the hell you won’t.” This time my expression was the one tight. The only place she had to go was her old spot and I’d be damned if she thought she was going back there.
“Try me,” she mumbled before yanking the covers over her head.
I decided to choose my battles. At least she didn’t tell me to get out, so I made my way back to the bathroom and fumbled through re-bandaging my wounds.
After getting a glass I wasn’t about to use, I lifted a bottle of Henny and stretched out on the sofa, mad as hell that I was sleeping on the sofa in my own shit.
“Isn’t this a bitch?” I groaned, turning the bottle up and propping it up on my chest, closing my eyes. Darkness settled around me but movement in the bedroom then footsteps heading toward the living room put a smile on my face until I felt something soft land on me. A pillow and blanket.
I laughed under my breath at the same time the bedroom door slammed.
Shorty wanted to play hard but she was still feeling the kid.
Tucking the pillow under my head, I tried my best to get comfortable since apparently this was the best I would get for the night.
At least I was here with her; so that was a small win in my opinion.