She didn’t allow me to finish my sentence before she was snatching it off her face.
“You happy now?”
“I’m not but they need to get this show on the road.”
Shaking my head at her, I sat back and watched her look around, still trying to get an idea of what’s next. Thirty minutes later, Bri finally heard where we were going and side-eyed me.
“Don’t tell me this is your Bronx and Brooklyn takes New York idea?”
“It is and you better love it, too, now sit back and enjoy your flight.” The entire two-hour flight, I prayed that every plan I made really went well. Either it was going to be all good, or just like Bri said, I should have asked for her help.
Sin and Zoo called themselves helping, and from the looks of things, we were going to have a fucking ball, but we shall see.
The Smith family had houses all over, and the house that Bri and I were staying in this week was one of them. My plans werehalfway wrecked once Bri started saying everything that she always wanted to do when she came to New York. First thing was our asses walking in Central Park.
“Baby, don’t frown up like that, this is a beautiful scene. Every movie I’ve watched that was bases in New York, shows a glimpse of Central Park. I’ve always wanted to go running like I see them doing in the background ofLaw & Order: Special Victims Unit.”
“You think I came here to go running in a damn park?”
“You came here to enjoy yourself with me and that’s what I want to do.” Bri pouted.
“Maan, at least give me some head, first.” The stale face she did give me, also gave me my answer to that. “I knew I should have asked Zoo and PJ to come,” I mumbled under my breath.
“Don’t be an asshole. After this, and us going to Brooklyn Boulders to climb a twenty-two-foot rock wall, we can do whatever you have planned.”
“Whatever you say. Just know if that shit is lame as fuck, and I break a sweat one time, we are done.”
“Break a sweat for me now, and I’ll break one for you later.” Knowing what that meant, I fumbled through my bag and pulled out the hottest clothes that I could find to run in. I needed to be drenched in sweat ‘cause she’d owe be some ass all night for this shit.
“Keep up!” Bri yelled, and I ignored her. This was her fourth time going around this big-ass park, and I wasn’t about to do this shit again.
“Bri, I quit man. Keep the head, keep the ass, just let me go back to the house so I can get some sleep. This is supposed to be a vacation to take your mind off everything that’s been going on. Not us training for a fucking marathon,” I spat back at her.
“You don’t have to be a jerk about it.”
“I’m not, but have you thought about allowing me to do anything that I had planned to make you happy and enjoyyourself? If I planned the trip, then that mean I made plans, too. You got us out here running, and we could have done this shit at the crib.”
When I finished going off, she stood there with tears in her eyes. “The fuck I do now, Bri?”
“Nothing, it’s fine.”
“Nah, if you are crying then it’s not fine. Talk to me.”
“You are up here saying how you had plans but all I wanted to do was burn off some of these thoughts of my brother so we could enjoy ourselves later. Ever since he passed this crying switch is something that turns on whenever it feels like it. Me running was helping me, mentally. It’s not always about dates and having a trip filled with place after place to visit. You said this trip was for me, and I want to clear my head. I wanted to run. I wanted to go rock climbing to blow off some damn steam, that’s it. We are here for a four days and whatever you have planned, we still have plenty of time to do it.”
Feeling like shit, I stood from the bench and walked over to her. Bri’s tears fell faster than the raindrops that had started to come down. “Tell me what you want to do?”
“I want to go home.”
“Then, we’ll go home. Maybe this trip was too soon for you. I just wanted to take you away from that environment, thinking that it would help clear your head just as much as it would do mine. I’ll cancel everything and book our flights back out of here. We’ll make this trip up another time and the next time, I’ll make sure I ask for your input.”
“You sure?”
“It’s whatever you want.” She stood there, wiping the tears and raindrops from her face.
“We can stay. I don’t want to ruin your plans. I’ll be fine and hopefully, what you have planned is the stress relief that I need.”
“You trust me, right?”
