The Light That Rid My Darkness

twenty seven

"Okay listen to me. You're not fooling me alright. I know it's a secret menu. The five meat double stacked cheesy juicy mouth watering mama slapping burger? Yeah, sound pretty familiar? Go ahead and write it down for me sweetheart, got it?"

"S-sir I'm sorry but—"

"I am being mistreated and played as a fool right now!" Parker said, sounding like a child.

"He'll have the double cheeseburger with fries ma'am. I am so," Lay smacked him on the back of the head, "sorry." Then formed a innocent smile.

We'd went home and let Mah rest for a couple of hours. He did not take long to rest—1 hour—and woke up and started to get everyone up to go out to eat.

He would always act as if he'd not had a sickness. I loved this about him, but also hated it. With him acting so ignorant about it, I'd felt like he was deep down still in pain and hiding it.

"I'll have the orders out shortly."

"God, why'd I miss my nap for this." Ease said with elbows on the table, eyes half closed.

"Who's paying? Bakky?" He teased Bak, looking in his direction. Parker's arm was wrapped around Lay's chair, constantly making jokes to light up the table we all sat at.

Luke smiled a warming smile as he looked at us all and drunk from a beer bottle. I'd saw him pour something into the beer bottle as he received it earlier, no telling what it was though.

Bak sat on the farthest end of the table away from everyone. He'd been the one who always distanced himself from the others, completely different from his brother.

"We gonna end the shit with Brocan." Everyone looked up as  Mah instantly spoke, even I did.

He drunk from a beer can that he knew was inappropriate for his condition. "I know we can't turn back on this situation and the gang, but that doesn't mean we can't go forward with it the proper way. So, when I end the conflict with them, we'll make a gang that is built of love instead. Or at least our division of it. Not just drugs, money, and irrelevant shit that people value that's not really worth it."

"Talking about it in front of the women then?"

"I mean they already know. Lay swears up and down that she's as tough as every one of the guys. Just like a little sister that thinks she can beat everyone up. And you," He turned to me. "you don't talk much, don't have to worry about the quiet mouse."

"Uhm, first off I can beat your ass perfectly fine. Second, how long would it even take before this all ends? I mean—"

"That doesn't matter. What does matter is that things are going to start getting back normal. So I just want everybody to relax and let me handle things. At least before I fucking die."

He looked at me to see how my reaction was to everything. It was probably confusing because I didn't exactly have a reaction. I didn't know what to think right now.

"You're not dying punk." Doubt was in Parker's voice as much as he tried to cover it up with his energetic tone. The others in the group remained silent.

  Mah laughed to make a retort to push this topic aside. Everyone else's face lit up when they heard him laugh.

Everyone was at the table enjoying themselves with laughs, jokes, bringing up funny moments, Parker still talking shit.

The food arrived and Mah would eat off of my plate and his simultaneously. Kissing me on the cheek every few minutes. Teasing Parker back.

Luke laughing at everyone's jokes. Smoking a cigarette that was probably not supposed to be lit inside.

Ease pretending to be unconcerned but really enjoying the moment with these people.

Lay talking to me about how the clothes she had right now is completely different from her desired style and that she and I should go shopping.

Bak's annoyed face occasionally forming into a half smile when the whole table would light  up the most.

I loved them all.

They were all my home.