Page 114 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

“Before she took the tape off my mouth, she said if I said anything besides answering her questions then she would slit my throat. After that she said I was dying tomorrow morning.”

I turned and wiped Story’s tears when they dropped. “Hey, you all good now boo. Don’t let her see you sweat anymore than you have.” I kissed her lips again then stood Arabia to her feet. I told Blake to go to the kitchen and bring me the biggest knife she could fine. When she returned and handed it to me, I focused back on Arabia.

“You know when I was a kid. I was so confused, I felt exposed, alone, trapped. I thought because I was a boy and complaining about what we were doing that I wasn’t being a man. I felt perverted because I let it go on and I felt hollow when you just left. I thought I did something wrong, that I was fucked up.

It took me a long time to understand that there was never anything wrong with me. You were the one who was fucked up. You were an adult. I was a kid.” I gripped her jaws and got close to her face.

“I know there were ones before me and after me. This is for me, them and now Story.”

I told her that and took the knife to her neck and cut her open across it. I went deep and by the time the knife reached the end of her neck. She dropped to the floor with it exposed wide open. I dropped the knife next to her, and I spit on her like the trash she was.

“What about this bitch? We can’t leave her alive.” Golden asked me about Dallas.

Her eyes were red, puffy, wet and she looked terrified. “Halo. Please, you can’t kill me.”

“Why?” I asked her.

“C-C-cause I’m…I-I’m pregnant Halo and it’s yours.”

I started laughing but Story turned to me like she wanted to have me be the next dead body. Mind you, she had a whole other nigga’s baby in her. But I was not about to do my boo that way. Because I know the feeling from when she told me she had an abortion.

“Ain’t no way your pregnant. I strap every time---

“Not the last time you came over. I.” She started crying harder then continued. “I drugged you that night when you woke up on my couch. I know it was wrong, but you would not make me your girlfriend! Even after Story was gone you still skipped over me! I’m sorry but it’s done. I have your child inside of me, you can’t kill me. You’re not heartless.”

I watched her as she talked and Dallas had no idea what her confession triggered. Once again, I was at the mercy of a predator like Arabia. Only this time, I was out of it from being drugged. I looked at Arabia’s dead body for a few seconds. The memories of her touching me, her opening her legs.

How she would talk to me and tell me how we had to keep it a secret. I remember I hated the taste, but she would tell me that I was lucky. Her scent, that awful scent. Then I looked at Dallas and I saw the same person.

“Let her go Golden.” I told him.

Then he released her and moved. Dallas smiled and looked grateful. I then took the gun that Greek gave me from the back of my jeans. When she saw it, her smile dropped and she was about to plead. But I shot her twice in the stomach and Dallas was dead.

“I never would have thought to shoot her in the stomach. I like that.” Golden said.

It made me laugh and I handed Greek his gun back then grabbed Story’s hands. “You good, I know this has all been a lot for you to witness.”

“I’m just glad it’s over. I want to get out of here. I have the creeps being here.”

“Gone ahead brother, handle Story. We got this.” Greek let me know.

I showed my brothers and Blake some love and I picked Story up bridal style. She had no shoes and it was freezing outside. When we got to my ride, I turned the heat on and told her that we were going to get her checked out at the hospital. Her headache made me nervous, and I was not about to risk it.

**

The last two days went by fast. Story went to the hospital and got checked out from head to toe. Aside from her needing four stitches on the side of her head. She did not have a concussion, only a little dehydrated. After we were allowed to leave, we went back to my place.

I ran her a hot bath, took care of her and Story slept for six hours straight. I had to make a video of her sleeping so I could send it to Blake, and she could show Siren and Hendrix. We figured it was best not to tell Regan. There was no need for the police to be involved.

As far as they knew, Keanu being a jewel thief caught up to him and had deadly consequences. Greek found Story’s phone when they searched the house. I told him to get rid of it and I’d buy her another one. The next day Hendrix and Siren came over to my place to see Story.

Siren brought her some clothes and hygiene products. For the time being I wasn’t trying to let my girl out of my sight. I told them to stay with her while my brothers and I went to tell Thaddeus and Imani what happened. Both could not believe what we were saying but they agreed with how we oversaw it.

“How long was I asleep?” Story asked me when she walked into my living room and sat next to me on the couch.

It was day three of her being at my place. She had taken a nap when I got home so I let her sleep and watched TV in the living room. It was a cold afternoon, and I planned on staying in with her.

I moved my arm so it could go around her waist. Stoy had on her tight pajama shorts and a long sleeve shirt. I had on boxers with no shirt and I covered her up with the blanket that was covering me.