Becoming A Queen

Not Possible (pt 2)

"Ty, where the hell is my daughter?" I had the cocky sonofabitch pinned to the floor with my forearm pressed up against his throat.

He gasps, "Safe,"

I search his brown eyes for any lie or deception, "Where. Is. Justice?"

For good measure, Gabriel delivered a hard blow to Ty's hip.

"Get off him would you," the voice sent chills down my spine.

Gabriel tosses his fists up and I blink back my shock. "Maria?"

Maria Lopez, now a thirty year old woman, even more beautiful than I remember. Her curves have hardened, there's not this soft glow in her eyes I used to see. She still does her make up boldly and has left her curls free to bounce. I thought of her as a Spanish model when I first saw her, now I see a Spanish warrior.

"Hey, Cameron, long time." She smiles sadly but her eyes don't lose that flame I noticed.

I slowly rise off of Ty and Gabriel places a foot on Ty's chest. In a straight fight, I'm not sure how I would do against this new Maria. I haven't seen her motives so instead I watch her face, looking for signs of movement.

"Where have you taken my daughter," I demand.

"Don't think we're gonna hurt her."

I glance at Ty then at Maria, "You two are working together. To get me back to Chicago."

She nods, "That's the goal."

"And you have my daughter. You know you can control me that way. What do I have to do to see my daughter." I stand taller, not underestimating Maria. Her brother Pedro met his end at my hands, and he wasn't much of a fighter to begin with. But Maria always had more guts than him. She was the strong one yet her father ignored her because she's a girl. Luckily I'm not her father and know to watch her carefully.

The boots she wore were leather and I was betting she couldn't run fast in them when she said, "It's simple really. All you have to do is follow her."

"You know I can't fucking stand beating around the bush." I felt my face flush red with anger.

"Ty, you liar, she has barely changed. Okay, Cam, she's on a plane to Chicago. We got one for you and Gabriel waiting. We'll all have a family reunion once we land."

I snarl, "I don't fucking trust you. Or anyone. Angel tried abducting my kid. You're using her as collateral. Ty is a puppet for you. Clearly you have changed. What, is this some great scheme to avenge your brother? If so I got my justice for Leon so I get what you're doing but you should know I will wreck that face."

Maria giggles, "Girl, stop being dramatic. There was no sibling love between my older brother and I. We didn't share the connection you and Leon had. His death made my life easier. I have to thank you for that. Cameron, believe it or not but I'm still your friend. I always have been. Remember when I used to do your Heroine makeup and buy you those little sexy outfits so you could slap some gangsters? I've been searching for you for years and I knew you would remain loyal to Angel."

"Hey, I'm no longer loyal to that child stealing bastard," that was a damn lie. I can't help but think maybe Angel was trying to get Justice before Maria and Ty.

"Say what wish. Point is Angel has you in his grip. You would pick him over me any day. Which is why you need to see Chicago for yourself. Why you need to talk with Kayla and Bridget."

"Bridget?" I gasp. The mother of my nephew has been pushed out of my mind for the longest time. Last I saw of Bridget she was broken, laying in a hospital bed, unable to speak. And my nephew, oh god my little Ash.

"Yes. Don't tell me you forgot about her. It's not my place to say anything, it needs to come from their mouths so that way you'll see."

I pick at the dull blue shirt I'm wearing. Could it be that bad? What has Angel been doing? And my siblings, have they forgotten me?

Maria zipped up her burnt orange sweater. "We need an answer Cameron, and soon."

I look around the small empty apartment. There's nothing for me in London anymore. I have no life here, no purpose. Chicago has always been my home. I deeply miss my family and regret haven't been there for all the milestones they've gone through over the last seven years. I can't get that time back. But I can hop on a plane a reunite us.

I glance at Gabriel and know we're on the same page. Use them to get back to Chicago, get Justice, find my family then proceed from there.

"Gabe get off his throat. We have a plane to catch."

*

"Mommy!" Justice screams over the phone.

Her voice washed a wave of calm over me, "Sweetie where did you run to?"

"Well, there was a black car a little way down the street and I hid as the man who tried getting me went in it. Then another car rolled up and they rolled down the window. I heard him talking to Ty and he was the one we were leaving to Chicago with. I went with them and they said we gotta get on a plane right away and you would be right behind us."

I let out my breath. Lord is my child smart. "Good girl. They're being good to you? You've eaten right? Have you had a nap yet?"

Her voice dropped to above a whisper, "Mom are you insane? Nap while around a bunch of strangers! I don't think so. We land in an hour and you're only a few behind. I'll sleep when you say it's safe."

"Honey, it is safe. Get rest so you have energy." I smile to myself.

We say a few more things then hang up.

Gabriel stops eating nuts to say, "How's our girl?"

"Holding her own."

"And how are you?" His voice was serious.

I sigh, "Anxious."

"About?"

"Everything. Seeing everyone again. Maria trading sides and being this new badass chick. Gabriel who do we trust in this situation?" I bite my thumbnail and try to calm my racing thoughts.

"Well, for starters, ourselves. Cameron no one has a gut like yours. Trust it and what it tells you. What's it telling you right now."

I pause then answer honestly, "That we have no fucking idea what we're getting ourselves into. And that we most certainly aren't ready for it."

He nods, "And about Maria?"

I frown, "Trust her, don't buy into her."

"See that's the shit I like hearing from you." he nudges me, looking a few aisles over at Ty, Maria and few of their thugs. "About Angel?"

Hear I hesitate, bothered by my answer, "That I shouldn't give up and listen to what everyone is telling me. That I need to speak with him before I make any big choices."

"That could be a habit though. Finally, what about yourself?"

My stomach tightens, "I'm not out of the fight yet."

I look out the window and inhale slowly. In a few hours I'll be in Chicago, with my family. But it's not because Angel is bringing me back like I wished he would. Yet again my life is crumbling before me and all I can do is watch. How is any of this possible? It shouldn't be. Seems bullshit doesn't freeze with age.

*

I'm sorry for this lack of updating but here it is!

Wow, so anyone happy to see Maria back and even stronger? Or is she just faking it? Any thoughts on Angel and what's going on there?

Hope you enjoyed this!

VOTE!

COMMENT!

FOLLOW!

ENJOY!

~Peace