Certified Lover Girl

47.

Rylan

"Boy what you mean you got a girlfriend? You in the second grade." Rico said, as Bella's son Canyon's son sat in the middle of him and Trey.

"I didn't say she was my girlfriend dad. She's just my friend that's a girl." Trey chuckled causing Canyon to chuckle too. My brother was such a dad ass nigga. He loved kids. And kids loved him too. I could only hope that when me and Fallon had kids it would be the same way for me.
"What's this friend girls name?" I asked.
"Layla, ask auntie Fallon. She's cute." He said.
"Gladly." I said laughing.
"Boy I am not ready for this nigga to get to that age." Fabian said setting Jace on his feet.

"That nigga getting huge." I said.
"Stop referring to my baby as a nigga please." Nala said coming to take a seat next to them, leaning over kissing Jace.
"Can I hold the baby again?" Canyon asked.
"Nah, your mom don't really like that."Fabian said.
"Oh it's fine. She probably thinks he's going to drop him. But we're all here, and he's my baby I say it's fine." Nala said picking up Jace, and passing him to Canyon who had help and support from Rico.

"All these boys around, we need a little girl." Nala said sitting back down next to Fabian who threw his arm over her shoulder kissing her face. "Rylan." She said looking at me.
"Oh nah me and Fallon ain't having no babies no time soon." I said. "Can we get through the wedding first?"
"Can you start planning it then? Shit." Rico said.
"Not now. It's too much shit going on." I said.
"Man this the perfect time. Just be like "oh yeah bae I gotta hit out on me, but go head start planning our wedding for after I murk this nigga." Fabian joked but I wasn't amused. I felt bad actually that I couldn't share this with Fallon, I just wanted her focused right now. Not worried about me.
"Right you keep talking about this after you get out shit. Man be real." Rico said.
"I am being real. I'm getting out." I said and the room fell quiet.

Coming in Bella looked around.
"I asked y'all not to let him hold the baby." Bella said picking up Jace like he had a disease and passing him back to his parents. "If you're not going to respect my wishes I won't let him stay with y'all anymore." She said  genuinely upset. I was personally confused I didn't see the problem.
"I told him it was fine. So what's the problem?" Nala asked Bella.
"Look we told him you wouldn't like it, he insisted and it was cool with us. So just chill." Fabian warned.
"No you chill. Your grandmother respects my request, you should too." She said snapping. "Come on hijo." She said to Trey he stood up going to his mom.
"What's wrong with my baby that your son can't hold him?" Nala asked full of attitude.
"Nothing is wrong with your baby. It is just my request that Canyon doesn't hold him, he's six. He's still practically a baby himself. There's no argument to be had, I said what I said." Bella said.
"Calm the fuck down. It ain't that serious." Fabe said to Bella.
"No you calm down. I don't ask you for shit. The least you can do is respect my request as his mother!" Bella said loudly.
"Be easy." I said standing up.
"Yeah don't do all that in front of the kids." Rico added.
"Well the bitch standing in my living room being disrespectful. Maybe you should take him to Ms. Gladys since you feel like that. Shit." Nala said carrying Jace out of the room.
"Bitch!?" Bella yelled attempting to go after her.
"Didn't I say calm the fuck down!?" Fabe yelled standing up shoving her towards the front door. "Man step yo ass outside!" He yelled. Canyon walked over to me as Bella and Fabian stepped outside.
"Why are they yelling?" He asked me. Shrugging I didn't have an answer for him. Looking at Rico he shrugged too.

They could be heard screaming at each other outside. Shaking my head I stood up stepping on the porch.
"Y'all chill all that down. It's kids in there. And what the fuck y'all out here arguing like husband and wife for anyways?" I asked and I noticed Isabella was crying which really had me confused.
"Nothing man we need to talk business." Fabian said. "At the trap." He added.
"Bet let's get to it then." I said.
"Gotta drop the kids off at my grandmas house first." He said angrily storming in the house. Looking at Isabella she just shook her head wiping her face.
"You wanna be a hit man than you need to kill all these emotions and tighten the fuck up." I warned.
"I'm trying." She said.
"Try harder." I said walking past her getting in my car. Shit was getting weird around here. And I didn't like it.

***

"Yeah we can meet there at 8. No funny business." Fabian said over the phone. And I shook my head as my knee jumped. Looking at this nigga's picture made my skin crawl. Isabella said giving me sad eyes.

"It's settled. We're meeting him in an hour. We gone discuss this territory deal and be out." Fabian said. "No personal shit Rylan, just business."
"No personal shit? Nigga it got personal when his bitch ass put a hit on my head. A 2.4 million dollar bounty on my fucking head. Got me murking niggas who been coming at me all week long. I got fifteen bodies in just the past seven days, all niggas tryna collect they coin for killing me and you telling me it ain't personal. And the fact that you tryna go about this over a friendly fucking dinner let's me know where your motherfucking loyalty lies." I said angrily standing to my feet.
"I'm with Ry on this one Fabe. This nigga coming for blood and you tryna settle it over pen and paper."Rico said. My blood was boiling. I had killed plenty of niggas for Fabe with no hesitation. And here he was just letting a nigga walk freely who all of Texas knew had a hit on me. That didn't sit right with my spirit.
"The fuck you mean nigga? You don't think I know this nigga want your head!? Which one of us is the hit man?" He asked.
"Me nigga. So choose your words wisely for I have you floating in the Mississippi." I said angrily cocking my gun at him. Nodding, he looked at me.
"I said that to say this, you should know better than anyone that walking in that restaurant and killing that nigga on the spot points directly to us. We want his territory and his head. And that's going to cause a blood bath. I'm getting his name in this paper, so that it's no questions about whether I gained it by choice or force. You can send his head to his momma after that if you want to, know I don't care. But trust me on this." He said.

Not saying any word, putting my 9 mm back on my waistband I grabbed my duffle.
"Then what you still sitting there for?" I asked clinching my jaw. Nodding his head, he stood to his feet as we collected our things.

Once I got to this point it was no coming down. I meant business. It was killed or be killed. And Allah himself would have to come down himself to get me if it was my time cus I wasn't going out sad.