Masterpiece

10

"We've been riding around for 20 minutes and you still ain't chose what you want to eat."

Brooklyn looked over at Kevious who clearly had an attitude. The two were just sight seeing and riding around.

It had been an awkward silence though, Brook was annoyed with it.

"How would I know that you wanted me to choose something if you ain't asked?"

"You seem like a deep motherfucker so why can't you read my mind?"

She rolled her eyes and looked at the different food places. She noticed this food truck and pointed towards it.

"Over there, the food looks good and it's a long line."

Once he'd parked, she grabbed her purse and got out.

The line seemed to move fast which she was happy of. As she viewed over the menu, she became frustrated with choosing what she wanted.

Tacos or Carne Asada fries...

"Hi!"

She jumped looking at the lady who walked up to her. Stepping back a bit, she gave an awkward smile.

"Hi...do I know you?" She questioned, the woman was checking her out which made her uncomfortable.

"No but I would love if I got to know you. My husband and I are looking for a sexy couple. You and your boyfriend look just right."

Damn straight to the point.

"I don't have a–we not interested."

Kevious wrapped his arm around Brooklyn and pulled her close. The woman's smile faded a bit as she looked between the two.

"Come on, we just want to have a little fun."

"Bitch I just said we not interested."

Brooklyn bit her lip watching the woman back away.

"No need for the name calling. Nice meeting you mam." She nodded towards Brook before going over to this guy.

Brooklyn assumed that it was her husband.

"You did not have to call her a bitch." She commented, he ignored her while staring at the menu.

She decided to get both wings and carne asada since he was being an asshole. He didn't care but he knew she was being petty.

"Are you really not talking to me because of a fucking kiss?" She questioned, he chewed on his fries looking at her.

"I mean yeah but I'm just not in the mood."

"Well get in the mood because I'm tired of the awkward shit."

"Alright what you wanna talk about?"

"Why did we have to leave last night? I planned on approaching Sergio."

It took him a moment to answer, she rolled her eyes.

"I'm on parole, if you haven't noticed I been avoiding cops this whole time. The place got raided so we had to get out of there."

"I don't think it was that serious that you had to come here anyway, you would've gotten your money."

"I ain't ask for your input."

"Hmph."

Kevious grabbed his fresh rolled blunt and lit it. Taking a puff, he chuckled.

"Sergio owe me a lot, he lucky he had a month to get my shit. And before I accept it, I needed to know if his money good."

"And how exactly would this trip help?"

"I sensed that he was getting some money from here but I didn't think it was like that. I know all money ain't good money but I just don't feel right taking this sex trafficking cash."

She leaned back and rubbed stomach which twisted in knots thinking about Sergio.

He had been calling her but she didn't know if she wanted to answer. She knew she didn't want any more dealings but she was eager to see what he had to say.

"So what would've happened if the police wasn't coming? They would've been stuck with those bastards?"

"I guess so."

She held this blank expression on her face; she didn't know how to feel or react.

Kevious looked at her, assuming she was bothered. He couldn't help but make it worse.

"You really had an abortion?"

Brooklyn snapped her neck in his direction almost in disbelief that he'd asked. It was somewhat a sensitive topic for her.

"You're such an asshole."

"I like when you call me assholes but I'm dead ass. I want to know."

She rubbed her arm as he begin to drive. Grabbing the blunt from him, she took a hit.

"Just gone take my shit." He mumbled still looking at his empty fingers.

"That man didn't know what he was talking about. I miscarried, I actually wanted my baby."

"I'm still stuck on my blunt, yo you really a bold ass nigga." He said in disbelief that she took his blunt.

"I just explained to you what you wanted to know and you're worried about a blunt?"

"Hell yeah."

Waving him off, she leaned her head on the window.

She stared at the clouds, feeling her high kick in. She knew she couldn't really handle weed so she gave it back.

"What do you smoke?"

"Sativa right now."

She decided to grab her phone and search the effects until a message from Brando popped up.

Brando: When you coming home?

Brook: Why? What's wrong?

Brando: We've got a problem...I think you should come as soon as possible. I'll pay for any extra shit.

Biting down on her lip, she slid over to call Sevyn.

No answer.

"What is going on?"
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Kinda short but my week been busy so I'm trying to get something out fast🙂. Excuse mistakes.