Page 66 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

“You feel like stopping and getting me a Shawarma from Sami’s? It’s on the way to my condo.” Dallas asked me when she put her address on my Maps on my phone.

“Got’chu.” A shawarma does sound good now.

I put Gunna’s album on and let it play while I drove. We got to Sami’s and I was glad I did not have to go inside. I got me two chicken shawarmas and Dallas got her one lamb and some seasoned fries.

“Here you go.” Dallas passed me twenty-dollar bill.

“Can’t go out like that girl and you know it.” I moved her hand.

Dallas laughed and put her money back in her purse. “I forgot how much of a gentleman you are.” Her words were slurred a little worse than mine.

It sounds funny to me. I gave the cashier my card and paid for our food. I put mine on the back seat and gave Dallas her bag. In fifteen minutes, I pulled into her condo.

I parked where she told me then I took my phone out of my pocket. When I saw that Story still had not called me back or texted me, I almost wanted to pull my steering wheel off. Dallas turned the music down a little.

“No word from her?” She inquired.

“Nope. I don’t get this shit man. It shouldn’t be this hard. All I want is for my girl to tell me she loved me and to not be a hypocrite.”

“No relationship is easy Halo. It might be time for you to just flat out ask her why she has not said she loves you yet.”

Before I could shoot that counsel down, she pushed my arm.

“Do not tell me that you can’t at this point. Because nothing else works and it’s stressing you out. As for me and our friendship, I do not want to cause trouble. We can stop being friends until Story is comfortable.”

That idea did not sound too bad because things were all messed up right now. I looked at my phone, the text thread from me and Story’s messages was on the screen. I thought about what Dallas just suggested again. Then I heard her sniffing, so I looked at her. My vision was spinning around from all the vodka and edibles, but it was obvious what she was doing.

“Are you crying?”

“No, I’m fine.”

I turned towards her some. “Quit lying girl, you are crying. Don’t even do that, we don’t have to stop being friends.”

“Yes, we do and you know it. In the beginning I did like you and wanted us to be a couple. But Story came and you made her your girl. I was a little hurt, but when we became friends, I started looking at you as only that.

I’ve liked spending time with you. You’re the first real friend I’ve had who has not tried to sleep with me. I never knew that I needed that and I really don’t want it to end. Still, I’ll let it go if I must.”

“Didn’t I say we don’t have to stop being friends. I’ll talk to my girl and be honest with her about everything. Our friendship isn’t a big problem between us. I think she doesn’t love me because of how fucked up I am. I just want her to be honest about it. On some real shit I don’t know if I’ll be able to manage her rejection. But I won’t blame her for not being able to love me.”

If I had some more vodka on me now, I’d down it just to swallow the thoughts in my mind.

“Halo you are not fucked up at all. You stand out from your brothers even though you try to fade in the back. I’m not trying to be funny but if Story can’t see that then it’s her loss.”

My head was against the seat, and I had to close my eyes for a few seconds. My brain was circling my head, and it was going faster by the second. As good as it felt to be so high and drunk, I couldn’t get my problems to disappear. Then I felt a weight on me and I opened my eyes.

“Whoa, what’chu doing girl?”

Dallas climbed on my lap, and I could smell the alcohol in her breath. Her eyes were low and red from the weed.

“I hate that you are feeling less than, all I want to do is make you feel good Halo. I swear to God I won’t tell.” She started kissing on my cheek then my neck.

Her hair had a fruit scent on it, and I could not hide how it made me feel.

“Come on Dallas, this ain’t----

“Shhhh. You deserve this Halo, you’re so stressed. Shhhh.”

I heard the buckle from my belt being undone and my dick was in her hands just as fast. Dallas started stroking me and my head hit the back of my seat. I bit the bottom of my lip hard and enjoyed it.