So Much Better

Chapter 31

Iza sat beside me on the passenger seat arms crossed over her chest. Meanest grill on her face.

I'm... I'm torn. I want to thank her the right way but I got shit to handle still I know damn well if I leave her alone in the house she gonna do som' crazy.

She was shaking her leg looking out the window.

"You good? "
"To ótima." (I'm great.)
"Say what?"
"I'm great." She said looking out the window sarcasm dripping.
"Cool." I left it alone, but she need to understand this was me before I even considered her existence.

We pulled up at the house and it was a second after I parked before I heard the door open. I reached for it and closed it back. That's it.

"Now the first damn thing I said bout you living with me was that fcuked up attitude of yours ma. I got enough worries as it is. I 'on need another one." I said looking at the car in front of me.

She was quiet.

"You remember that?"
"Yeah I do."
"You do understand this is what I do for a living."

She pouted nodding.

I chuckled.

"What would you do if you were me?"
"I'd handle it."
"That's right."

I looked at her.

"So what we look like having this conversation right now?"
" Stupid." She said shifting in her seat.
"I'm gonna handle my business and I'll be back for breakfast."

She looked at me and nodded.

"Alright."
"You wanna gimme some love befo' I lea'?"
"Nah you good." She smiled like a child.
"You gon' be mean mama?"
"Maybe when you come back."
"Yeah you gon' be mean." I nodded leaning back to my seat with a smile.
"What you wanna eat for breakfast?"
"Waffle sounds good."

She nodded.

"As you wish massa."

I laughed.

"Gon on man."

She leaned and kissed my forehead. 

"On the forehead! What are you my grandmother?"

She laughed and mushed my head.

"You be safe Anthony."
"Ma'am, yes, ma'am."

She laughed.

"Go on with yo' fine ass. I got shit to do. "

She got serious again.

"Your waffles will be ready at eight."
"Alright."

She got off the car and Marcus came up.

He took her upstairs and I saw the light going on before I took off.

It's not the time to start with me.

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I cocked the gun and pointed to his other leg.

"I want the adress."
"Man I told you I don't know!"
"I ain't your man. Tell. me. the. address."
"I told you Sir." He cried. " I got kids and my momma old.-"
"That ain't my business. Tell me the address."
"On they life man I swear I'on know!"

I chuckled.

"What do you know?"
"Better think well before saying nothing." Arthur said putting the gun to his neck.
"They under the CV's!" He yelled.
"Talk."
"They coming for everybody."
"Who's everybody?"
"Everybody who got clubs downtown.."
"The hell I got to do with that?"
"They pushing to see who they can handle they material to."
"The hell I got to do with that?"
"He sent people out to all the clubs he wanna get them associated to his products."