V.3;Part 16: Back In Oakland.
"Remy neat." I told the bartender as she nodded wearing her Cartina Oasis sweater vest . She turned around and grabbed the bottle. My boy Rico knows he did his thing with this lounge for his Premium Members for his Airline. My boy legit went from the streets to now legal generational wealth for his kids. I drove from Napa early this morning to arrive in Orlando Airport so I can vibe in the lounge until my flight back to Oakland. This past month of my life been so filled with drama, death, and craziness. Now with Azeria death hanging in the balance I cant handle shit else right now.
Speaking with Benji yesterday at the graveyard sat with me and I think its time I focus on my life and being present in my kids life. I am about open a theme park to leave to them and I have a clubhouse I am going to legit turn into a legal motorcycle club where we help out Oakland. Losing my sister will forever been a hole in my heart that I cant take. Ive always wondered why I always get these second, third, fourth, and fifth chances and its not luck as I thought--its God telling me your purpose is bigger than how small I am dreaming.
The lady slid my drink onto a coaster in front of me.
"Just open up a tab." I told her as I grabbed the glass and sipped it as my phone buzzed in a message. It was from my groupchat with Cairo and Michaela.
"Outfit for the sneak peek into the Theme Park. I wont be able to try out the rollercoaster so I can atleast look cute" -Michaela.
"Girl you wanna be like your brother so bad. I am wearing ripped shorts too." -Cairo
"I hate your thick thighs having ass. I truly do. But your niece or nephew got me gaining a lik something.🤪" -Michaela
"Yawn! We already discussed who got the most cakes. What time you get back in Dad? We both know you smiling and reading." -Cairo.
"Right he kills me with that subtle shit. He needs to respond, because Mauricio is driving me to my first day at the Beauty Bar. He said I need to stop staying inside and get out there." -Michaela.
"And he is right because he have us at the damn clubhouse working like slaves, so yeah Rome needs to hurry back." -Cairo
I pressed the voicenote button and spoke, "I am in the Premium Lounge for Cartina Airlines right now. My flight in two hours. I should be home later tonight. Imma get a Room at the W since my damn house gone. I got my realtor showing me a few properties this week I would love if yall come, since yall will have rooms there. Also, Michaela that Colby blood in you is what got you slim...even my thighs are tree trunks. Cairo, leave your sister alone and worry about your final duties as prospect. I know you two wanted to come with me, but you have been thru enough and I needed to do this on my own. I love yall and see yall tonight."
I released my finger and sent it. I sat my phone down as I felt a small wind to the left of me and heard, "Yes, Ill take a Patron Margarita and is the kitchen open yet? If so Mama Lafare's Cajun Chicken Pasta too." He sounded familiar as I turned to my left and saw Allan Benson out of uniform and in a grey Nike sweat suit.
"If I didnt see you at the funeral I would think you were stalking me." I spoke as he looked my way and gasped, "Oh My God! You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here? I thought you left when I didnt see you after the funeral."
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General FictionAfter Oliander "Rico" Cartina left Oakland the drug underworld was up for grabs and the weak jumped for what they could grab but no King ever leave their palace without giving the reigns over to someone they see greatness in. Now in 2020 a few year...