Holy Angel

77. Welcome

Marcus/Mason
Chicago, Illinois

"You know, this is all your fault."

Marcus smacked his lips as he looked outside the car window. He was not trying to hear nothing she had to say. All he had on his mind that Miya said that she wasn't going to be able to make it to his court date due to how late he told her. At first he was pissed but then he realized that he couldn't be mad at her. She still have a business to run that needed her back home. He just hoped that whatever she did on the phone a few days ago worked in their favor. He couldn't leave her like that.

"If you just kept your hand to yourself and learn how to control your emotions just a tiny bit better. His mother would not have pressed charges on you."

"If you didn't try to be miss captain save a hoe, none of this would have happened. Fuck him and sorry, but fuck that old lady too. So, don't blame this all on me. You started it and I finished it." Marcus looked over at his mom and smacked his lips harder.

"Don't you talk to me in that way. I am still your mother." She raised her voice at him.

"Listen, I could be possibly going to jail for up to a year because you wanted to create a family with that nigga. You forgave him but I didn't." Marcus squinted his eyes at her and watched as she played with her thumbs.

"Well all we can do is pray on the situation." Was all she said.

"Pray?" Marcus arched his brow. "All we can do is pray?" Marcus looked at her as if she was crazy as his voice raised an octave. "All we can do is fucking pra-."

"We made a stop Mr. Price. I hope you do not mind." Marcus was cut off by their driver.

Marcus looked around the car and then looked outside. They were pulled up in an unfamiliar home and it puzzled him.

"Who house is this?" Marcus asked as he downed the window and looked outside of it. "This a nice fucking house." He mumbled.

The house looked as though it belonged in a magazine. Multiple cars were lined up outside as the lawn was cut nice and neat with all kind of animals shapes cut in the bushes.

"Wait a second." Marcus pulled his head back into the vehicle. "I'm going to be late for court. The hell we doing here?"

"We have a pick up Mr. Price." The driver said in a monotone voice.

"Well who the f-."

Marcus was cut off when he saw a women walking out of the house. She wore a cream and black pinstriped suit with a creamed colored hat to match her hair was straight and flowed passed her waist. In the distance Marcus noticed all the jewelry that was around her neck and on her hand that held tightly onto her phone. She had on a black Louis Vuitton heels to match. For a split second he couldn't recognize her but as she came closer and her figure came into better view and he knew exactly who this was.

"She is wearing the hell out of that suit. Mason you know her?" He heard his mother ask.

Ignoring her, he continued to watch her walk up to the car. She opened his side of the car door and gracefully took off her hat and slid in the seat next to him. Her sweet perfume clouded his nostrils and made him lust for her.

He watched as she looked up at him and then passed him.

"Hello Mrs. Price." She smiled her million dollar smile at her. Marcus caught a glimpse of the diamond capsules on all four of her canines and it made his mouth water for her.

"Hello dear. You look absolutely amazing." His mother complimented her.

"Mhm, you look fucking amazing." He licked on his lips as he got as close to her as possible. His nose was touching the top of her ear as he mumbled into it.