“And I did, but you turning off my alarm last night was over fuckin stepping and dead ass wrong because I told you why I had to leave. Interfering with me doing for my child is where I will draw the fuckin line with anybody.”
She didn’t say anything back. And that’s how I knew she did it on purpose. Bria wasn’t the type to get accused of something she didn’t do and just let it rock. She argues with people for a living, so she damn sure would defend herself.
I put on my shoes on the side of the bed while she sat on the other side, mad with her arms folded. I got up and walked over to the door.
“I’m about to roll. I’ll talk to you later.”
I walked out of her room, grabbed my keys from the counter, and left the apartment. Fuck giving her a kiss, a hug, or any of that because she had me fucked up from that stunt she pulled last night.
I made my way across town to Hov and Ciara’s spot, letting the ride stretch out while my mind stayed busy. Every block gave me more time to replay shit I didn’t want to think about and things I should’ve handled differently. I wasn’t rushing anymore, not even pressing the gas like that. I felt like a child who was coming home to get their ass beat.
When I pulled up, Ciara was outside in the bushes, working on the garden in the front yard even in the cold. She had on a big jacket and a beanie, looking like she was doing this shit professionally, not just because she wanted to.
“Yo, what up, Ci?”
“Nothing much. Just came home from going into the office handling business at the center. Now I'm trying to do some work out here.”
She dusted her hands off.
“Oh, P and the baby in there sleeping?”
“No, Pernelle left before I went to work this morning.”
“Left? Where did she go?”
“Home. We tried to get her to stay here, but she said she was going back to Castle Hill. She was mad as hell all last night and left around 6 this morning in an Uber.”
“Damn, so she’s just going to pack up my baby and leave without telling me shit?”
“Crew, Pernell is very headstrong, and you’ll learn that. She was disappointed about you not coming home last night, and you know how sensitive she is about that, especially with what happened to her.”
“Yeah, I know.”
I shook my head, placing my hands in my pockets.
“Alright then, I’m going to head over there, I guess.”
“I mean, you can go, but she said she’s not going to answer the door, so you might want to let her cool off first. I would hate for it to turn into something bigger.”
“Nah, fuck that, Ciara. Actually, my bad, excuse my language,” I knew if Hov heard me cussing at his wife, I’d have to fight his ass.
“But forget that, Ciara. She can open that door for me, especially since my daughter is in there.”
I started to pace before I saw a car rolling by slowly over my shoulder. I grabbed my pistol immediately because this was probably a hit.
“Yo, go in the house now, Ciara.”
“Why?”
“Just go. I don’t know who this is crawling down the block.”
Ciara stood up and looked before she squatted back down, laughing to herself.
“Take your hand off your gun, Crew. That’s just one of the many people patrolling the street that your friend hired.”
“Hired?”
“Yeah. You see that grey Honda parked across the way?”
