Page 21 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

Me and Greek agreed with her and vocalized it as well. We got into Greek’s Navigator truck. Golden got in the front, and I got in the back with Blake.

“I tell y’all all the time that the only way a bitch can lock me down is if she cuts my feet off! It’s too much pussy out here for me to be resting in one.”

I opened my gummies and put two in my mouth while I laughed at my brother.

“Blake, you stay talkin’ shit about me, but you dip ya’ strap in all kinds of different bitches!” Golden cracked us up when he said that including Blake.

“Fuck you cuzzin! And that’s not even about to be my M.O. anymore.”

That got my attention, “Who you on?” I needed to know because Blake was a female version of Golden. If she is switching it up, then I had to find out more.

Blake rubbed her hands down her long zig zag braids. She had long hair just like us, but she was a ginger. Blake was our father’s niece and there were a few gingers in his family. Her father, dad’s brother, was a ginger as well.

Blake was light caramel skin like her mother and without me sounding like a hillbilly who is into their cousin. Blake was pretty with a nice shape, but she loved women and was a tomboy her whole life. She used to run around with us every summer and we loved her like a sister.

“Y’all so damn nosey but if you must know. It’s this chick name Siren. I been feelin’ her for a minute and we finally talked more at Inferno Rollers. She came with her homegirl, and I invited them to my party.” Blake had a spark in her eyes when she talked about Siren.

“You sound bout’ dumb as hell right now cuzzin. Me and you party hard and have been since we were fourteen. Now you wanna give it up for a certain piece of pussy. You can’t go out like that.” Golden protested.

“Gotta grow up bro, not everybody wanna keep stickin’ they dick in random pussy.” Greek included his say.

Golden waved him off and put some of his edibles in his mouth. “I ain’t tryna hear that. Blake, you can have the best of both worlds. Get’cha bitch you want and keep ya other bitches on the side.”

Blake laughed, “I’m not about to get married tomorrow cuzzin’ damn! All I said was I wanna see about a chick I like.”

While they continued talking and joking around, I looked out the window as Greek drove. I had a lot on my mind like always, I needed a hit job for us to do so I could silence my thoughts.

Blake’s confession of her being interested in someone had me wishing I could be like her. Even when we were younger, she walked in her truth and never had shame. I’ve admired Blake for years, but she did not know that.

“Bro are you cooking tonight?” I asked Greek.

“Please say you are because I need to eat a cooked meal.” Golden said.

Greek groaned, “I gots shit to do, y’all need to get in the kitchen and cook ya’selves.”

Once we all started complaining at the same time, I knew Greek would give in. He could cook like he was born in the kitchen.

When we were little, he would stay in the kitchen with our mama and cook with her. At first, dad hated it but that was a battle he constantly lost with mama. It did not stop with cooking. He could bake just as well.

“A’ight damn! Shut the hell up, I’ll cook tonight. But y’all coming to the market with me so I can get what I need. And I’m making everybody’s plate to got damn go!” He snapped at us, but we did not care.

I know I didn’t, if he was cooking then I would have been good. Plus, he did not mean what he said. Anytime Greek cooked for us me and Golden normally stayed the night. Extra’s went home but he knew we were staying.

“Halo, you need to knock back Dallas box already. You on sum bullshit.” Golden bust out and said when Greek pulled into the big grocery store parking lot.

I turned my nose up at him, “Why you worried about what my dick needs to do?”

“Cause Dallas is fine and she been throwing her pussy at you for a while now. You keep blowin’ past her.”

We got out of the car and Golden spoke first, “Chill the fuck out on him Golden.”

“Don’t tell him, all he about to do is piss me the fuck off.” I angrily admitted.

Golden thought it was funny and he held his hands up. “You know I love you brother. All I’m tryna do is point you in a guaranteed direction.”

We went inside the store. Greek grabbed a cart and so did Blake. I walked towards Golden ready to turn this store out. Blake stepped in between us with her cart.

“Halo you come with me, I gotta grab some stuff for my house. Come on cousin.”