“You killed him?” I whispered it, as if someone was going to hear me.
“No, I didn’t kill him, crazy ass girl. I did the next best thing, which was to make him cough up some money. Use that money to invest it into your brand. Do another round of inventory because I know that your shit going to sell out. You sitting on five mil. Do whatever the fuck you want with that money honestly,” he said.
Most people would have gotten this kind of money, and would have been jumping up and down, but I was shocked. I felt like it was some kind of catch. No way Garrus would just cough up this kind of money.
“You must have shown him the video of him attacking me that I showed you the other night. What else would make him cut me a check for this amount of money?” I asked.
“Yeah. That old ass nigga not trying to go to jail, so he cut the check. Why I feel like you’re not happy. What’s up? Talk to me,” he probed, wanting to know.
“Because I feel like I’m going to cash this check, and they going to put my ass in jail,” I was honest with him, and like I sounded crazy, he laughed at my revelation.
“Baby, I got footage of this nigga trying to attack you. He admitted to being the master mind behind Bagel getting killed. The dude that you saw in the parking lot the other day, and on that video footage is his cousin. He said he’s from Chicago. According to him, they were never supposed to kill your dog. Just kidnap him, and in his dumb ass mind, he thought that you would come running back to him, since he was the one that got you the dog. Remember I told you that I felt like that’s what it was. With all the shit that I got against him, trust me, you don’t have to worry about going to jail for cashing that check. Cash that shit out. It’s yours,” he said.
Finally getting to hear the truth about what happened to Bagel, and how Garrus had been behind it the whole time was still shocking, even though something in the back of my mind had been telling me all along that he had something to do with it. There was this part of me that was still punishing myself for my involvement with Garrus, so of course, I felt like losing Bagel was all a part of my karma.
I kept quiet for a while, just taking that all in.
After a while, I scooted my body closer into his lap, and I still holding onto the check in my hands, I smiled, while wrapping my arms around his neck.
“I thank you for defending me. You really make me feel like this is my world. You treat me like the girl that I am, and don’t let me have to handle any of the hard stuff,” I told him.
“It is your world, baby. Everybody else is just living in it,” he responded.
“I want to give a million to you. I want you to invest in your business as well,” I offered. That’s how you knew that I was in love for real because I’ve never offered a nigga a stick of gum. I loved Tank so much that I would literally give him anything that I had.
“Nah. That’s yo shit. I would feel less of a man taking money from you. Invest in your business. Open a savings for our kids,” he responded, and I laughed because this man was hell bent on me being pregnant.
Truth be told, if I wanted to take a test right now, and find out, I would probably get a legit answer. My period is set to come on tomorrow. I really didn’t know if it was going to come or not because usually the days leading up to my period, my body always prepares me for it. I’m usually super irritable, my hormones start raging like never before, and I’m quick to break my diet, always wanting to eat everything in sight. I wasn’t experiencing any of those things.
“Here you go,” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck, and laying on him.
“Damn right here I go. Ay, if I get a baby out of you, I’m telling you that I’m going to go down in history. You ain’t want shit to do with me in the beginning, yet somehow, I managed to get a baby from you. Ima have to teach a class on that one. That’s skills, baby,” he talked shit, and I just ignored him.
I started planting kisses on his neck, and during that, I turned my own self on. It all happened so quick. What was just supposed to be a couple of kisses, letting him know that I missed him, turned into me coming out of the pajamas that I was wearing, and I quickly removed the clothes that he was wearing too.
All that talk about me being tired had gone out of the window because I immediately woke up, and I allowed Tank to do anything with this pussy that he wanted to do. I tried my best to keep my voice down because my mom, grandma, and sisters were all on the same floor as me, and I didn’t need the whole house hearing me. It’s just when that dick gets inside of me, I lose my mind, and all sense of self control.
The next day
8:34 A.M.
Even on vacation, I would always manage to get up early. I’d been up since 6:00 A.M. and I knew that Blake was an early bird as well, so when I woke up, I texted her, asking if she wanted to go down to the basement of the cabin, where it was a home gym, and get us a workout session in. My body was trained to work out, and move in the morning, and I couldn’t stop that, even with me being on vacation. I knew that Blake was the same way, so when I texted her, she immediately texted back, letting me know that she was already down in the gym, getting a workout in.
Surprisingly, Tank was still in bed sleeping when I got out of bed. He had a long day yesterday, so I’m sure that his body just needed the reset. I let him get his rest, while I crept into the bathroom, got ready, and before I knew it, I was down in the gym, getting a session in with Blake. We worked out for over an hour, and by the time that I made it back up to the bedroom, Tank was up moving around. The sex we had in the shower was one out of this world. It was the kind of sex that made you want to get back in bed, and take your ass to sleep, but we had so much planned today, that I couldn’t do that.
I was currently upstairs in the bathroom, already dressed in my ski gear for today’s excursions. I was fixing my hair. June, and Tank left, taking a ride, just to view a little bit of what Gatlinburg had to offer because they had to wait on all these women to get ready, so they knew that we would take a while, which is why they left.
In the middle of me in the bathroom, putting wand curls in my hair, my phone started ringing. It was from a number that wasn’t saved to my phone, so I ignored the call. The caller immediately called back, which made me ignore it again. The third time, another call came through, and that’s when I aggressively sat the wand curler down on the counter, and Ipicked the phone up, aggressively sliding the bar across, and I placed the phone to my ear.
“Yeah?” I snapped.
There was silence. Right when I was getting ready to end the phone call because it was clear that someone was playing on my phone, that’s when I heard a sniffle. Hearing that sniffle, it caused me to become intrigued and wonder who it was that was on the phone.
“Dionne?” when the caller said my name, I swear my heart sank down to my stomach.
I remembered that voice. Hell, that voice sometimes haunted me at night. I used to have nightmares after getting shot on my birthday, and her voice being the last voice that I heard before she pulled out her gun, and she shot me.
It was Garrus’s wife. I really had no idea what she was calling me for, or how she’d even got my number.
