As me and Mario were packing up for our trip to Vegas, Uncle Marcus looked at me like he was ready to beat my ass.... see I had taught Troix a new word and well it wasn't sitting too well with Uncle Marcus. It was a complete accident and I should've known that Troix repeated everything he heard but it's too late now.... though I thought it was lowkey funny, I was kinda sad that only a few people were coming to the fight but I understood that they all had other stuff going on but they would be watching. So as it stood right now the only people coming to the fight with me and Mario were; my dad, Yuri, Uncle Gonzo, Legacy, Uncle Devin, Blaze, Uncle Cam, Domo, Big Justice, Taryn, Danny, Carly, Marcus Jr, Armani, Ivanna, Darion, Trey, and Lil' Leaon... which if you asked me was a pretty good group with the exception of one person. We were all supposed to be meeting up a little bit later so Uncle Marcus was over here getting Mi'Nessa some clothes since she would be with them while we were away. Damn, there goes that feeling again.... the thought of leaving my baby was scary and with a jolt, I realized this was the first time I would be out of town since she's been home.
"Saint she'll be alright....." Uncle Marcus said reading my face and smirking. "Wait until she starts walking and talking, then you'll be ma because nobody will want to watch her. Just looking at her she has that fire in her eyes like Paris so I know she's going to be a little boss..... so..... have you thought of a name for your son yet?" Uncle Marcus asked and I shrugged.
"I'm not exactly sure yet... you would think with the money I spent to make sure that it was a boy I'd have a name already picked out but.... I guess it won't be real until I actually hear his heartbeat. I went through a lot to pick out the perfect woman to carry my child..... thankfully she doesn't know the identity of the donor all she cared about was that her student loans were paid off." I said shaking my head.
"PAWPAW MUDDERFUCKER BITCH!!!!" Troix yelled from down the hall and Uncle Marcus looked at me with those eyes that could cut through diamond.
"At least he's using it correctly....." I said and Uncle Marcus rolled his eyes, then got a little wobbly. "Are you alright Uncle Marcus?" I asked grabbing him a chair, the more I looked at him the more I saw and it wasn't good.
"I'm fine Saint.... I just haven't had the chance to sit down in a couple days and it's starting to catch up with me." He said but if you asked me it seemed like more than that. "Seriously I'm fine Saint.... you should finish packing before Mario beats your ass." He said smirking but I could tell faking it.
"Uncle Marcus you need to go get checked out..... I know you're the toughest person in the family but even Superman needs a day to himself." I said and he nodded before leaving my room, hopefully, he took my advice but he smart so I wasn't too worried but just in case. Once Uncle Marcus left I made three calls the first one was Uncle Khalil, maybe I was overreacting but I knew if Uncle Marcus was sick he'd want to know; he reacted just the way I expected before he hung up he already had Uncle Marcus a doctor appointment set up. The next person I called was Uncle Marsean, he was well connected in the medical community so if something was wrong with Uncle Marcus he'd have the best treatment available. The last person I called was Mama Angela and y'all know why....................
After I finished packing I took Troix to his dad, Jakari was with Trinity and them which I still questioned the logic behind that but I didn't have time to worry about it because I was running a little late. We got to where the Texans practice and Troix wasted no time showing off his newest word and Noah looked at me like I was the one to blame.
"Saint..... you know what..... nevermind....." Noah said shaking his head as Troix proceeded to go down the line and call everyone a 'Muddafuckin Bitch'.
"You can't blame me, Uncle Marcus, Mama Angela, and Marquise are the real culprits.... blame them.... but speaking Uncle Marcus, make sure he takes his ass to the doctors, he seemed a bit off and..... just make sure he goes." I said looking in Noah's eyes, he had lost a lot in the last few months, we all had so I just needed to make sure Uncle Marcus was good. "But forget all that.... why didn't you tell me?" I asked smirking and Noah looked at me confused for a second. "You boy over there.... he's definitely a bottom." I said.
"Evan? That nigga is married." Noah said laughing.
"Bro that nigga is getting fucked, damn didn't I teach you anything..... then again I learned this skill from Legacy so you'd have little use for it, but check it out... see how your boy is standing a clear indication that someone has been in his ass, I'm guessing about eight inches. Now watch his mannerisms, effortlessly flamboyant, now watch this...." I said walking over to the dude Evan who was talking to Ala'ven, we didn't really talk about much but that was the point.
"Bro....." Noah said shaking his head when I walked back over to him.
"Exactly, it was subtle... very subtle but he clearly looked at my print when I pretended to yawn..... dudes definitely DL." I said shrugging.
"Come to think about it he was the one who showed me that fanfic....." Noah said quietly. "Oh well it's none of my business, but look I'm going to get outta here, I gotta go pick up Jakari.... hit me up when you get to Vegas." Noah said dappin me up and going to grab Troix who was terrorizing Noah's teammates. I had two more stops before heading home the first being to check on my assistant when I walked into his apartment his eyes let me know he was feeling me barging into his place.
"I'll see you at the airport...." Darion said as Trey climb from between his legs, Darion kissed him so passionately that even I became uncomfortable then walked Trey to the door. "Everything is all set up and everyone knows what time we're leaving, I did my part Saint so what everyone else does is on them." Darion said checking around the living room.
"Weren't you just with Fabricio last week?" I asked and he shrugged.
"I'm single and doing my own thing...... Fabricio said he's still dealing with some things with his uncle and bitch ass brother, while Trey is so busy we barely get to see each other so for right now I'm just going to remain single until........" Darion trailed off but I knew what he wasn't saying he was going to remain single until one of them became available. Honestly, I hoped he picked Trey because even though I like Fabricio... that uncle of his was too much drama that we didn't need.
"Aight well make sure you're the first one at the airport to make sure that everything is running smoothly..... and I'm taking this....." I said picking up his book and walking out with it. After stopping by the store and grabbing a few things for Mario I went home and to finish packing, Mario was a little moody and I knew exactly why. "Baby Boy..... I know how much you hate Vegas but it's only a couple days and you don't have to leave the room." I said kissing the nape of his neck.
"I'm just worried I'll run into her........ I really hate that bitch and it's gotten worse since her husband died." Mario said referring to his parents. "But whatever, I'm just going to go there and attempt to have a good time." Mario said, I turned him towards me and looked into his eyes.
"Mario you don't have to worry about anything.... not when you're with me and I promise we'll have the best time possible..... especially if Tion loses because you know I'm going to be talking shyt every time I see him so he better win." I said grabbing his ass tightly. "Let's finish packing so we can get to this airport." I said kissing him.
"You think we got time for a quickie?" Mario asked licking his lips and I couldn't help but smile as I checked my watch.
"Nah.... but one of the perks to having your own plane is... we can fuck on there." I said smiling. "Come on let's get going......" I said slapping his ass, damn they were going to be mad as fuck at me and Mario the entire flight but I don't give a fuck, if they had a problem with it they could take another flight.........
Me and Mario were the last two off the plane, mostly because our quickie had turned into a full-on session and partly due to the fact that Mario hated Las Vegas but after some convincing I finally managed to talk him out of leaving but the second I stepped off the plane something felt.... off.... it was as if the Angel of Death had put his hand on my shoulder whispering for me to turn back.... what the fuck is this feeling and more importantly why the hell didn't I listen.
"Saint.... let's go." Mario said walking over to the car that was waiting for us, maybe I was losing my mind but as I walked to the car I could've heard that voice from earlier laughing a cruel laugh.....................
