The Menace Brothers

A Waste

Darnell drove us back to the house.

"A week gives us enough time to make sure we can get Malik safe." He said.

I guess he saw the worried look on my face which was true. I was so worried about Malik and why Rocaine would ever want to take him.

"I hope so Darnell. I really really hope so."

I gave them a little hug and exited the car. I put the key through the key hole only to notice that the door wasn't locked.

Ricky must be home.

I opened the door and noticed the living room a complete mess. The coffee table was flipped over, the couch wasn't in it's normal place, and everything was just completely fucked up.

I noticed Ricky's shoes on the floor and and realized there's only two reasons why shit was like this.

He got kidnapped or he got the test results.

And for some reason the thought of Ricky getting kidnapped seem highly unlikely.

"RICKYYYY." I yelled.

I didn't receive an answer so I started Ricky hunting. I went in the kitchen and surprisingly he was there. He had a bottle of Hennessy in his hand and was drinking it straight. He was sitting on the floor with his back leaning on the refrigerator and looked up when he saw me.

He looked straight ahead and started laughing and drinking again.

I walked over to him and sat on the floor next to him.

He grabbed a crumbled paper off the floor and threw it to me making me catch it. He didn't say anything but continue to drink. I opened up the crumbled paper letting my eyes skim it.

Derrick...Damian...100%...not the father.

"Stop all that drinking bullshit and pull yourself together." I said grabbing the bottle before he could drink it again.

"We talked about this and knew there was a chance so you can't be surprised. I know it's a hard time but your still gonna be in his life and take care of him so don't even it stress it." I said.

He looked at me and put his hand on my cheek massaging it with his right thumb. He leaned in and kissed me on my lips.

"I really love you and thank you for the encouragement, but she won't let me see him." He said.

"What do you-"

"After she was just saying shit and was like how I should stay away from her son...just a whole bunch of shit so I said fuck it. I can't keep fighting with her Anaya."

He tried to grab the bottle from out my hand but I moved it back.

"She can't do that what the fuck."

"Yes she is she's the mother and I'm not the father anymore." He said.

I stood up and put the bottle on the counter.

"I'm gonna borrow your car real quick." I said grabbing his keys.

"And stop drinking."

I left the house and drove to Angie's place. My plan was to try and convince her that she's wrong and she should let him see Damian.

Obviously this isn't gonna go as I plan but we can hope for the best.

I drove her house only to noticed all the lights were off.

Nah she had to be home.

I got out the car and as soon as I did I her the cries of a baby. I walked closer to the front door only to see Damian's car seat sitting outside the front door.