Page 14 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

I put my arm through his and hugged it, “I know and I love you so much for that. Arizona will always be our home with our families here. But Michigan is about to be amazing for us! My sister and a few aunts of mine are there. Your brothers, sister and some cousins are there. But I have a serious question for you.”

“Shoot.” He sat on the bed next to me and crossed his long legs.

“Will you only go to school full-time? Meaning will you stop selling drugs? I know with your brothers and cousins, they are all in the game. Do you see yourself finished?”

Hendrix was in the drug game with his four brothers and three cousins. Two of his brothers live in Arizona and the other two were in Michigan.

“You know out of everybody on this earth I keep it a buck wit’chu. I want to go to school so I can work towards my own hotel. But I also want to, naw I need to stack money. I’ll be good Story. You know I’m always careful so don’t give me that look. Come on and bring it in.”

I snuggled closer to him and gave him a hug. Hendrix had me so worried when he started selling drugs at sixteen. In my mind, that either led him to prison or death and I could never lose my best friend.

“If you get hurt or caught up, I will never forgive you.” I confessed to him.

“I know. Love you too.”

“Do love me enough to watch Pretty Woman with me?”

“Woman! I keep tellin’ you I ain’t that damn gay!”

Me and him were laughing so hard. Hendrix hated when I made him watch my rom com movies with me. But I was obsessed with them since I was in middle school. Pretty Woman was on that I haven’t seen yet. Hendrix knew he was about to give in and watch it with me.

“Add that to the list of ‘Things to Do in Michigan.’ Get’chu some homegirls!” He joked.

I waved him off laughing and putting the movie on for us.

**

Two weeks later

“You can sit it in this room against the wall.” I told the people from Gardner White when they delivered the new couch I selected.

Me and Hendrix were finally in our new three-level townhouse. I found this place online after searching for the perfect townhouse for three months. Hendrix was no help. He was a typical guy. All he told me was to make sure we had a spacious living room.

Even when it came to picking out the couch, Hendrix said no pink and no glitter. That was all! As funny as that was, I liked how he did not care. Our townhouse has a private basement with storage space. The second floor had a huge living room, kitchen, full bathroom and first master bedroom.

Upstairs was my room, Hendrix said he wanted to take the second floor just in case anything ever happened. I’d be safe while he managed anything that went on. There was a small sitting area then behind the wall was the second master bedroom at.

Upstairs is where I was able to let all my girly ways spill out. In the sitting room I had a fluffy, white boneless oversized lounge chair with a 30-inch TV mounted against the wall. One of my many throw-blankets was across the chair.

I had two tall, stacked ball floor lamps. My four favorite movies were pictures hung in LED frames on the walls. Never Been Kissed, Dirty Dancing, Look Who’s Talking and Legally Blonde.

That was my own mini living room. My bedroom was more adult, purple, grey and silver were the colors I picked. I had a canopy bed with sheer double layer curtains. It took two weeks for us to get settled with the furniture and all our belongings.

Once the couch was delivered and I fixed the decorative pillows on it. I stood back and made a quick video to send it to Hendrix. He left earlier to meet up with his cousins and brothers. After I made the video, I went to make me a quick lunch and got dressed.

It was so hot outside, so I put on a pair of denim shorts with a halter top. I put on a pair of Gucci slip-ons with my stackable anklets. My long black hair was down in its natural fullness with a side part and my baby hairs laid.

Me and Hendrix got our cars sent here from Arizona. He paid for it, which is why I love him so much. I drove a blue Nissan LEAF that I like to call Bartholomew. Hendrix laughed for days when I named my car! I was proud of it because I saved my money for a whole year for the downpayment.

I could have had daddy or even Hendrix to pay for it. But I wanted to do it on my own. Before I took my keys out of my purse, I saw a girl struggling with getting a big box out of her car.

“I can push it and you pull.” I told her my suggestion.

“Good idea.”

I opened the other door to the backseat and started pushing the box. She pulled it and soon, it popped out.

“Thank you so much girl! I don’t know why I even put it in the backseat anyways.”