The Curve

Twenty-four

Shawn

This is my life.
A motherfucking shitshow.
This life...
It gives and it takes.
It gave me power, and that gave me more.
But it also took the love of my life.
I could have killed Natalie for this shit, but it would without a doubt killed Destiny too.

I could go after her, but Natalie is not stupid. Fucking nuts but not stupid. She wanted me to play the part of loving husband. And if she didn't get what she wanted, her tantrums would cost me three lives.

And what would happen if I did get her back...
Who I am, and the kind of life I live would still put them in the line of fire.

Leave the life behind?
I am who I am.
I love Destiny, with all of me. I want her.
I want our children.
But I'm not Don Martinez, and Destiny is no Donna.
There will never be a guarantee that this life will not catch up to me, as it already has.

I would never win on this.
I should have never gotten involved with her...

"Get out of my way bitch!" I hear them before I see them.

My office door swings open and two pissed off women are barging into my office as if they own the place.

Gia and Crystal, Destiny's best friends.

Gia has been blowing up my phone none stop. I have voicemails up the ass about how she is gonna run me over if I don't tell her what happened to her friend.

And today she wants to cash in on that promise with the way she is looking at me.

Crystal is the same but completely different.
She walks forward with a confidence I know of and takes a seat in front of me.
The same murderous look in her eye but it's not all for me.

"Gia, sit down." She says to her friend all while keeping her eyes on me.
"We came here to talk" she announces.

"Let's not." I didn't need this.
It was fighting the inevitable, what they were doing.

"I thinks it's best if you just shut up and listen." Gia glares at me.

"I think you should get the fuck out of my office before the situation changes drastically." I didn't have the fucking time for this shit.
But she didn't give a damn.

"You men with your nice suits and big money. You think your fucking untouchable?!
Not giving a shit about the people you hurt..." She throws at me before her eyes go wide with shock and fear.
Her word had already done the damage.

I had my glock pointed in her face, safety off. I wasn't aiming to scare her.
I was in the wrong state as far as mentally and emotionally for her to come in here and tell me about myself...

"You don't know the first thing about me." I tell her.
My calm demeanor scares her the most.
But not Crystal, she surprises the hell out of me when she pulls out a gun of her own and aims it at me...

"But I do."
I didn't give a fuck that the little thing had her gun pointed at my chest.
But her words intrigued me.

"I know your wife too..." She says.
"That's what we came here to talk about."

"It's none of your business."

"When it involves our sister, it involves us" she declares.
"I know where she is," she tell me...