9. Warren ‘Wolf’ Bennett #2
As soon as he finished with the fake love that he was dishing out, my mom walked away.
Like the overprotective son that I was, I followed her with my eyes, looking to see where she was going.
She was popular around here. Everyone knew that she was the wife of the man behind all of this, so before she could even get to whatever destination that she was walking to, she was being called over and joined in on a conversation.
Once I could see that she was cool, and in good hands, I looked ahead of me and placed my hands in my pockets. My pops came over and stood on the left of me. He stood there and placed his hands in his pockets as well.
“I’m man enough to admit when I’m wrong.
There’s no excuse that I can dish out that’ll justify me forgetting about me and your mom’s wedding anniversary.
She was hurt behind that shit. Your mom has never been the kind of woman to ask me for much.
The least I could have done was remembered our anniversary and took her out that night.
I don’t fault you for coming at me the way that you did.
That’s your mama, and I expect for you to ride for her like that.
I’m sorry for disrespecting her. That’s the truth,” he admitted. I nodded my head at his words.
I turned, so that I could look at him.
“Where were you?” I wanted to know.
“I don’t feel like I owe you that, son. I disrespected your mother, and that’s all I’m apologizing to you for. I don’t have to run my whereabouts down to you, man. I don’t even run them down to my own wife,” he went on to tell me.
There was so much that I could have said in response to that, but I didn’t. I dropped it. I let him feel as if he had that one.
He took me along with him, so that he could give me a tour of the aircraft.
This was probably one of the things that him, and I bonded the most with.
He was super knowledgeable when it came to anything plane related.
I was the same way, and I was always thirsty to learn new information, so when he explained anything to me about this aircraft that I didn’t know already, I would mentally store it.
He took me around the entire plane. I thought that I was blown away by the exterior of it, but once we were inside, my mouth really hit the floor.
This was going to be one of the private jets.
Suspicion got the best of me, so while the two of us stood up, after he finished giving me a tour, I looked him in his eyes.
“How much ya’ll chartering it for? This shit so nice,” I said to him, seating down in one of the seats, just wanting to test it out.
“Twenty racks an hour,” he responded. I let out a whistling noise once he said that. That was nice. I liked that price.
He told me about the inquiries that they already had on it.
You could hear the love and the joy that my pops had when it came to this business.
Hearing that love, and joy, one would question what made him walk away from it.
He’s invested so many years into this business that I think he reached a point where he wants to sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor.
He had sons to look after the business too.
I didn’t think that he would ever fully step down from the business and choose not to have any involvement with it. Too much hustle still lived in him.
He ended up taking a seat down as well. It was just the two of us on the plane. I knew he was about to lay something deep on me. Something heavy, and I was prepared for it.
“I know over the years that me, and you don’t always see eye to eye.
I feel like you’re the child of mine that reminds me so much of myself.
Your hustle, your grind, and the way you think.
We’ve clashed. Both said some hurtful shit to each other over the years.
All the shit that we’ve been through though, I think the one thing that you’ve ever done to me that hurts me till this day is when you decided to walk away from the company.
You chose to walk away from something that I knew I wanted to build since you, or any of your brothers were thought of.
I knew that I didn’t want to bring boys into this world and have them moving dope like I did.
I wanted my sons to be better than me. I wanted ya’ll to make better decisions than me, that’s why I opened this business, so that I could have something legit to pass down to ya’ll,” he started.
I let him speak. I could tell that he had a lot to get off his chest, so I let him have that.