Page 93 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

The good news is that I did what was best for me because I was not ready to be a mother. We are not together, if you kill him then add Dallas to the list.” She picked her fork back up and finished eating.

Story thought I was playing games with her. But I wasn’t, I was going to use every trick I had to find out who she got pregnant by. He was dead, and I was getting her back.

“Say what you want but I promise you my threat won’t go empty handed. And that pussy, just like you, will always be mine. You won’t be getting away from me again. You can move as many times as you want. Get another car and block me all over again. I bet I’ll show you how it won’t be another three years of us not being together.”

I picked my fork up too and started eating. Then I looked at Story, who looked like flies could fly in and out of her mouth.

“How has your parents and siblings been? Pixie nineteen and Jesse is sixteen now, right?” I smiled and asked her.

Story was still stunned and she nervously answered my questions. After a while, she settled herself and relaxed. Spending this unpredictable time with her was like a completed New Year resolution that I had no clue I’d fulfil.

We parted ways without exchanging numbers or even speaking of hanging out again. But I wasn’t worried. I took my ass home and went to sleep with the biggest smile on my faced.

**

Today was long, the job me and my brothers just finished took three days. Thaddeus came with us on this one. Which meant him and Greek going at it. This time it was on the plane ride back. At least I was able to put my headphones on and tune them out. Our auntie wasn’t there so they had to end the bickering on their own.

The steam from the shower I took filled my bathroom up. After I dried off, I put on a black t-shirt and matching sweatpants. It was time for me to text my braider and get my hair done. Since Story dumped me, I had this new braider I found on Instagram.

She was good but I missed my boo doing my hair. Speaking of her, we had not talked since we went to eat. But I could not wait to see her at the housewarming party. I planned to have us exchange numbers and get back in touch.

Getting Story’s contact information was easy but I wanted her to give it to me willingly. She missed me as much as I missed her, I just know it. All I thought about was Story like we never had broken up. I planned on sitting Dallas down and letting her know the hookups we were doing were over. I wanted Story to be my girl again.

I walked into my kitchen and opened my refrigerator. “Hell yeah.” I was happy when I saw the ingredients to make me a corn beef sandwich.

I wish Greek was cooking but I know all of us were tired from the job we just did. A knock came to my door and I became alert. Nobody pops up on me. I looked in the keyhole and saw Golden on the other side of it.

“You cool?” I asked when I opened the door.

“Mind if I holla at’chu for a minute?”

I moved and let him in. Me and Golden really don’t say much to each other. Since the fight, we barely say more than one word. We speak through Greek, Thaddeus, auntie Imani or even Blake. We went to my dining room. He sat on the chair on the right and I sat at the one on the right end.

“I’on like how things are between us and I don’t need Greek, or anyone else here to fix it. My brothers and I wanted to come to you on my own. Truth is that you changed when we were ten and I did not know why.

You used to laugh, play with us and we were locked in. Kids started calling you weird and although me and Greek would beat anyone ass who teased you. I started believing that you were weird. When mama and daddy died, you got worse and shut down even more. Then you never dated, didn’t show any interest in women.”

Golden looked down at the table, breathed out of his mouth then looked at me. “I did not want a faggot for a brother. It’s fucked up but I didn’t even though I kept telling myself that it did not matter. Lowkey, it did. So, I threw pussy at you and wanted you to catch it. When Story came, I thought she was like a beard for you to hide behind.

I got in your head and wanted to turn you into me. Halo, I apologize for it all. Story was and still is good for you. Seeing how you are without her and knowing I played a part in it is messing with my conscience. That’s why I cockblocked her when this lame tried to push on her at Blake’s cabin party.

You are my brother Halo, and I do not care who you are with or what you decide to do with your life. I’ll be the big brother you deserve. You and Greek are the good parts of me.”

My brother had me dumbfounded and I needed a second to process it. Then I thought of how real he was with me. It was time for me to open up with him and Greek. But I had to first acknowledge his apologies.

“You and Greek are the good parts of me too. I’ve admired you both, I get why you did what you did. Although it was foul, I know you love me and got my back. I still made choices that I shouldn’t have, especially when it came to Story. I don’t want beef with you bro, we cool.”

Golden stood up with me and gave me a brotherly hug.

“If you don’t mind. I want to call Greek down and tell you both something.”

Golden agreed then I went to get my phone and called our brother. Greek arrived in a few minutes. The three of us were in my dining room and I told him that me and Golden were back good. He was glad and praised us for the reconciliation.

“Before I say what it is I need to. I want to first express that there was nothing either of you could do. I’m telling you because it’s been a secret of mine for too long. I just ask that it stays between us.”

“It won’t leave this room.” Greek agreed first.

“On my life.” Golden added.