Page 111 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

“Fuck you doin’?” I asked when Arabia stood on the other side of it.

“Keanu and Dallas needed a second to talk and I wanted to check on you.”

“You don’t need to ever concern yourself with me.” I walked past her and she grabbed my arm.

You would have thought she had the plaque from the way I snatched away from her. “I will break your entire arm off if you touch me again.”

“Halo. Please, tell me you don’t remember our special---”

“Arabia. If I was you, I would stop talking because the way I am feeling I am on the edge of losing it.” I left her where she was and went back to the dining room.

“Are you feeling, okay?” Dallas asked me. She looked and sounded concerned.

“I’m good, my head started bothering me but it’s cool.”

“I Tylenol three’s if you need two of them.” Keanu offered.

Arabia came back and sat down with a pasted smile on her face.

‘Thanks, but I’m cool. I think it’s from a lack of sleep I got last night.” This was the hardest thing I ever had to do.

Keanu was the nigga who fucked my Story and got her pregnant. I know it’s him because it made sense for it to be. I knew the way Story was acting today was fishy. I don’t know if she is scared or if he did something to her. What if I was never texting Story this entire time?!

Did Dallas find out about her dad and Story and take matters into her own hands? Did Arabia know about it all? Including me and Story being each other’s exes. Did she threaten Story? Do worse like take her and hold her hostage. There So much was going through my mind as I played nice with these three people.

I talked mostly to Keanu and Dallas. Arabia said a few things, but she would get mad when Dallas and I would talk about us. She told the cook to leave the dessert on the stove and told him he was dismissed for the night.

Arabia said the same thing to the maid too. On purpose I ate my dinner slowly so I could keep the sharp steak knife close. My phone vibrated and I took it out of my pocket.

“My bad about this. My brother is on a job and needs my help with something.” I lied.

“Go ahead Halo, I know how work is.” Keanu told me.

I got up and stepped on the other side of the wall.

Greek: Story not at home! Her phone’s last pink location is where you are! We are few minutes out brother!

Me: Get in this house by any means necessary. It’s four of us here, a cook and a maid are here but they left. Probably to another part of the house.

I sent the text message then put my phone back in my pocket. From then on, I was flying off in an unhinged state. Story was here and I did not know if she still was. The worst came to me and the three of them were not leaving this house alive.

“Everything good Halo?” Kenau asked me.

Arabia came from the kitchen holding two small plates with cake on it. I saw that Dallas wasn’t done with her dinner either. I looked at the steak knife as I walked back to my seat.

“Naw, everything isn’t good and it’s peeled another side of me that I didn’t know I had.”

Keanu looked baffled and troubled. Arabia matched him and I could see Dallas from the side of me looking alert.

“Is Greek---

“Where is Story?” I asked the million-dollar question with my eyes on him and in a calm state. Calmer than I was on the inside.

The room had a heavy silence to it as he looked at me. I do not know what Arbia and Dallas were doing but I knew they did not move.

“Story? Am I supposed to know who that is?”

Had I not known what I did then I would have thought he really was clueless. But because I knew somewhat of the truth. I flipped out, grabbed the steak knife, and snatched Dallas out of her chair so fast.