Page 99 of Mafia Kings & Wedding Rings
I ignored their asses while trying to catch up with this girl, who was already almost at the end of the block.
“Six, hold up!” It was too late.
A black Nissan rounded the corner, and she hopped right inside. Sliding my hand into the pocket of my slacks, I dug my cell out so I could call her. She sent me right to voice mail both times.
“Fuck!” I turned to go back toward the hall so I could get to the car.
On the way to the parking lot, I hit Ma up to let her know what was going on. I honestly just needed to vent and not lose my shit. Shaken and finding it hard to breathe, I ain’t like how that shit felt. Anxiety was something I’d dealt with in the past, and I thought I had a grip on that shit, but Six was about to have me crashing the fuck out.
“What’s wrong, Brick?” Rossi sighed.
“If Six comes back there, don’t let her leave, aight.”
“What are you talking about? Isn’t she with you?”
“Something happened, she’s pissed, and she just left in a fucking Uber. I’m leaving now. Just keep her there when she shows up.” I flagged down my driver parked across the lot.
“I’m not holding her hostage. What did you do?” I could practically see my mama scowling through the phone.
“I ain’t got time for all this. I’m on my way.” Quickly hanging up, I didn’t even let the driver stop before I was hopping in the back and telling him to take me home.
The whole way I was blowing Six up, but she had blocked me. Before we got halfway to the estate, I remembered I had her location anyway. I pulled up the app to check on her and saw that she was nowhere near the fucking house. If my coordinates were correct, she was almost to the Guardian Lodge. She pissed me off storming away like a little kid instead of having a conversation. I guess I wasn’t the only one not used to this relationship shit. I gave instructions to the driver to reroute us, and Rossi’s name lit up my phone.
“What’s up, Ma?”
“She ain’t been here, Brick.”
“I know. She went back to the lodge. I’m heading there now.” I propped my elbow against the door.
“Sol just sent me the video of what went down. You sure know how to be messy. You better make this right with her or just let the girl go. She damn sure don’t deserve this.”
“I ain’t trying to hear this right now, Rossi. What’s between me and Six is between me and Six. I don’t need or want your input. If or when I do, I’ll ask for it.”
“Oh, so now you trying to get smart with me?”
“Because you coming for me like I did this shit on purpose!” I was known for being a fuck up, and that shit got to me.
As the youngest, shit was like a running joke for me that I couldn’t escape if I tried. For the first time, I was moving accordingly, and muhfuckas still had some shit to say. I understand Six being upset, but the fact that she didn’t believe me or thought I set out to hurt her fucked with me more than anything. I gripped my phone tighter, stomach knotted up like I was about to be sick over this girl.
“You’re treating this like you do everything else, like some game, and Six is the prize. Don’t come into her life being good to her and then snatch that shit from under her. Women like that don’t deal with shit like that in the best way. Now she’s out there feeling even more isolated, and, once again, with nowhere to go.”
“I care about her, aight,” I confessed gently, listening to my mama go radio silent on the other side of the phone.
“You sound like you meant that.”
“Because I do,” I admitted, chest tightening.
“When you find her, just talk to her. Not like how you be all sarcastic and shit either. Talk to her for real, Breccan.” I knew since she was calling me by my government, she meant that shit. “Call me if you need anything.”
We ended the call and minutes later, the driver was pulling around the circular drive of the Guardian Lodge. He parked, but I told him don’t turn the car off because I planned on dragging Six’s ass right back to my house. Surprisingly, Kiara was in the lobby, and when she spotted me, it was like she’d seen a fucking ghost. Something about her reaction triggered me as my eyes darted around in search of Six.
“Brick, what are you doing here?” she asked, slipping her phone into the back pocket of her jeans.
“I’m looking for Six. You seen her?”
“No.” Kiara immediately shook her head, but for some reason, I didn’t trust that shit.
She was acting all nervous and shit, like she’d been caught doing something she wasn’t supposed to.
