A City of Milk and Honey

Council and Second Chances

I haven't done a Killmonger pov in a while so let's see what what's going on with him. I am not sure if you guys are liking the story but I have seen a few people Star and put the book in a reading list so I wanna thank the few of you who did that. It is giving me the courage to write again so thank you. Now on tot he story :D

I watch as Amina's sister goes into the room and then turn to "the king." In all honesty I still saw him as a weak little bitch. We sat in silence just staring at each other and it was really getting on my nerves. "I would have rather died that day." I say feeling myself get angrier. "You don't get it do you? This life has taken away everything from me and yet you still wanted me to live. Why?" I question him leaning back into the chair. He doesn't say anything and continues to look at me.

I swear if Amina didn't come out the room soon I was gonna rip off his head and use it as a football (what americans call a soccer ball). I get up and go up to his face ready to knock the straight look off his face. "Do you have a fucking staring problem?" I growl in his face. He finally gives me a reaction but it is not the one that I want. He puts his hand behind my head places his forehead to mine like my father used to do me. I know this custom from wakanda and I was not having that shit. "Nah, we not doing that shit. It's too late for that acceptance bullshit." I say ripping away from him and moving to the other side of the room, because bast knows I would rock his shit into next week. 

Meanwhile Amina and her sister chooses that time to come out that room. See this the kinda shit that gets me upset. Like where were you when I needed you ma. Shaking my head I look at Mina with slight disappointment. "What?" She said tilting her head like a confused cat and I don't know why but my dick chose that time to get hard because if you saw what I saw and then me almost bending her over back at the prison comes back to mind and I rush out the room to the bathroom and then lock the door. Dear bast why is this shit happening to me. 

(Imma just switch to Amina real quick)

Amina pov

I don't know what happened with Erik or why he rushed out the room so Okoye and I turned to T'challa. "What happened?" I asked moving to the center of the room and picking up objects that fell from the fight earlier. "I placed my third eye to his." He says, and what I was holding slips out my hand and I swear I saw Okoye holding onto the wall. "My King no disrespect, but do you think you should do that?" Okoye says and I turn back to look at T'Challa. "I have thought over what Amina has said. It was because of neglect that my cousin has turned out this way. I am looking to right the wrongs that my father and my ancestors have done." he says and I sympathize with him. "And what about Wakanda? Do you think they will accept him after what he did? Think about it my king." Okoye says and then looks to me for help but I understand T'Challa's view point. 

"Everyone deserves a second chance Okoye. If I am not mistaken, the Jabari tribe were one of our biggest enemies until W'Kabi betrayed us." T'Challa started, "Because of that man in there." She says pointing to the bathroom. "But you knew that W'kabi would have betrayed Wakanda anyways." He says and I stay quiet as the two of them continue to argue and then I hear something that makes me look at Okoye. "You're getting married to M'Baku???" I say again dropping what was in my hands and it shatters and scatters everywhere. Erik chooses that moment to come back out the bathroom and all talks about Wakanda stops. God damn it why couldn't he stay in there longer.

(Back to Erik we go)

Erik Pov

After I finish in the bathroom, I come back to the living room and its in an even bigger mess than when I left it and Amina is looking at me like I just killed a baby. "What did I do now?" I ask a bit agitated. "Nothing Erik." She says going to pick up the glass on the floor but I stop her before her clumsy ass cuts herself and go to get the broom and dustpan and clean up the floor. Once everything is cleaned, I turned back to T'Challa. "Why?" is all I ask him with my arms crossed over my chest. I needed answers. I needed reassurance most of all. "You should know why Erik. You are family and what my father did to you is something that is unforgivable." He says and I look at him with my jaw locked tight. "I think it's a bit too late for that now." I say through clenched teeth, letting my muscles ripple as I tense them up. 

"It's never too late for forgiveness and second chances. You are a war tactician and the fact that you can go head to head with Okoye shows that you are a skilled warrior. If you were raised in Wakanda you would have made a great war general." He says before baldy retorts "Heyyy now," she says in her distinct African accent. I let out a snort as she looks at T'Challa in disbelief. I turn to Amina and feel confused as shit. "Why now tho? I was in prison for five fucking years. Do you know what it's like to live in isolation?" I start losing control on my anger until I feel a small hand on my shoulder and look over to see Amina.

"Why don't you think it over. I could use you on the council." T'Challa tells me and I shake my head looking away from him and sitting on the couch with my arms resting on the back. "Do you trust me enough to have me whispering in your ear?" I question him again. "Do your people trust me? You think If I go to Wakanda people will welcome me?" I let out a humorless laugh and look at the three people in the room. One face ready to kill me, one in anticipation and the other unreadable. 

I shake my head and look to the side. "I'll think it over." I say before looking at my cousin then continuing. "But Amina gets to make the final decision. She is the only one I'll listen to." I say getting up and leaving the living room and going outside for some air. This shit was getting too complicated, but at the same time it will help me take back the throne. But they didn't need to know that. For now I'll play nice and see where this dumb ass shit goes. 

(OMG this shit was hard to write because I'll put it this way, Killmonger and I have that same fuck shit up attitude when family is involved and super ready to fight at any time and I was trying really hard not to make him fuck shit up.... lol... Anyways hope you guys liked this chapter. I was supposed to be at work right about now but I got sick and stayed home and graced you guys with this chapter instead. Anyways I'll probably update in the next few hours or days depending how I feel. X.X.X)