Until You

Anthony

"You fuck her yet?" Damion asked as they both walked in my door the next day. We did well at the last gig. The remote worked! And I was able to disconnect the cameras. We walked out of there with our pockets full of cash.

"Not yet." I said in a sigh. I was buttoning my shirt. "What's the plans for today?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Wait don't change the subject," Damion said. "What's going on with you two? You got to second base yet? third? Home run?" Damn, he was persistent!

"Neither." I lied. Although it was a bet to have sex with a goody two shoes like Mindy, I still wanted to keep things private.

"Well damn. Looks like you're losing bro." He shook his head.

"Fuck I am." I said sarcastically. I wasn't losing. I just wasn't telling him everything. That night I came to the party to see another man's hands on her I nearly lost it. I was ready to kill that motherfucker. That was my woman! Or is she? The more time I spent with her I didn't want to hurt her. But I wanted to eventually get in those pants all the way. I just wanted it to be right. Not just for her but for me too. WTF? Did I just really say that? I hope not out loud.

"I take it Alex got fired?" I said as Alex lay slumped on my couch. He wasn't working the day shift and right now he is usually at work.

"Got fired this morning." He mumbled. "They are pretty pissed off about the safe."

"Did you tell them that it was a mistake that you left the door unlocked and that you got sideswiped with other stuff?" I continued to make sure he had the plan right.

"Yea man all that. They still let me go though. I would too if I was the boss and I lost all that money." He agreed.

"Well there's other jobs. And I'm sorry, but we really needed the money from that safe." I looked at him sympathetically. Alex was starting to like that job. At least he had one.

"I'm glad the remote worked bro. You finally pulled it off!" Damion cheered me. I had gotten it to work. And I was proud of it. And I was proud of my guys. We did this together. And it wasn't a piece of cake. We could get caught at any moment. Well, not me. Like I said I'd be gone before they even printed the wanted picture.

"Which reminds me I forgot to tell you, Timbo is asking questions. The guy that worked with me on the night shift that night." He added. "He thinks I had some part it in because I know you."

"WTF? Deny everything. Deny you even know me!" I yelled.

"I told him I knew you way before the safe bro, he wanted $500 to keep quiet." Fuck! Alex was fucking stupid. 

"Look, you can't tell people we are like brothers here alright? I know people see us together but we aren't tight! You got it!" I yelled. People knew me. I get that. They knew what my father did and how we used to follow him. But I didn't want my guys to suffer for it. "Now where is this motherfucker so I can beat the fuck out of him?" I was ready and pumped.

"Relax I already paid him." Alex guilty said.

"Where the fuck does this dude live? Wait or better yet I'm going to beat the fuck out of him next time I see him coming out of work. You wait and watch." I was really pumped. "Nobody fucks with me like that and you shouldn't be dumb enough to fuck up my number one rule." I spit out. "You don't fucking know me! Do you fucking get that through your head now?!"

"Relax bro." Damion pushed me aside. "Just let the fucker keep his money and if he fucks with Alex again, which he won't because he don't work there anymore." He persuaded.

I looked at them both. And winked at Damion because I knew he was going to be my back up tonight when I crushed this motherfucker's skull. Damion was there every time I had to beat the shit out of somebody. Alex runs his mouth too much and I can't always count on him. I was ready to let him go. But I felt bad for the dude. He didn't have much and was still like a little kid. He was 21 and didn't know a damn thing about responsibility besides ask his parents.