Cliché [LT Fanfiction]

Chapter Fifteen

Mari sat back and watched the gang prepare cocaine. She took over Larry's job while he went to go pick up Alexis from the hospital. She isn't even paying attention, she's into her thoughts.

She wants to kill Violet and damage the AAGO drastically—worse than the first time—but there's not enough time to track her down and kill her. She has to travel to Los Angeles to attend the Elemental Ball.

The Elemental Ball is a twice a year ball for all the rich, powerful and feared gangs. It's under and was established by a rich family known as the Grand Family, and there's heavy security there to ensure there's no gang violence. Maybe tension, but no violence. And it's next week.

"I'll be back, bitch," she promised as she clinched her fist. For some reason, that made her angrier. All she can think about is getting her hands on Violet and making her apologize for even thinking about touching Alexis. No one fucks with people she cares about.

"You okay?" Darren asked massaging her shoulders. Ever since he's come here, they've developed a good friendship. "I'm fine," she tells him while observing the workers.

"That's not what your body is telling me," he tells her noticing her working her jaw with a stale expression on her face. Her body isn't relaxed; her back stands tall. He noticed her voice is plain and dull, and that's never how she sounds. "What's it telling you?" Mari asked him.

"That you're mad."
"I guess what's in the darkness comes to light after all." She sounded a bit more upbeat.
"Did you just admit you lied?"
"What? Am I still supposed to keep lying even though you know the truth?"
"I guess not."

He laughed for a quick minute. He rested his chin on Mari's shoulder and watched the workers with him. Feeling Darren's dreadlocks against her check, neck and ears made her heat up inside. Is he flirting? She thought.

"Why are you resting your head on my shoulders like this?"
"I used to do this all the time with my sister..." He sighed.

Goddammit! Mari cursed herself, He probably only thinks of me as a sister. She mentally sighed.

"Why you say it like that? What about your sister?"
"Nothing, I just miss her. I've been watching her grow up."
"Why haven't you talked to her?"
"'Cause I'm in the Mafia. I wanted her to be here with me so bad. Shid, I still do. I just can't. I'll go crazy if that shit that happened to Alexis happened to her."

Mari's hearted warmed hearing Darren talk about his little sister like that. She wants to tell him that they'll protect her real well, but after what happened to Alexis, that would sound like a huge lie. Alexis is a lieutenant and she still got raped and left for them to find her dead.

"I think you should at least go talk to her. Even if it's not for long."
"Nah, she'll reject me. I know she will."
"It's worth a shot."
"You're right."

After that short conversation, they decided that the Mafia are loading drugs correctly and decided to unlock and unwind. There's nothing for her to take care of. They severely damaged the AAGO like they wanted and got Alexis back. Every mission has been completed, so now there's nothing to do.

Mari hand guided him to her room, so people they passed thought something was about to go down. Honestly, they're just sitting in Mari's bedroom watching The Fault in Our Stars.

"This shit might as well be on Lifetime," Darren complained. Mari rolled her eyes and ignored him. She huffed. They're supposed to be watching this together, but Darren spent the majority of the movie so far on his phone. "Then what would you rather watch?" She said with much attitude.

Darren exited the movie and played The Perfect Guy. "Good choice," she said snuggling under the covers. 

Darren got under the cover with her and they watched the beginning of the movie. Mari's eyes began to get heavy towards the middle of the movie. She struggled to stay awake.

"You sleepy?" Darren asked looking over her. Even though she's sleepy, she's still irritated about how he notices everything. "Noo," she says half asleep.

"Yes you are," he laughs at her. She didn't say anything back because she doesn't see the point in arguing about it. She's sleepy... So what? He takes her and puts her on his chest. She's so sleepy, she doesn't even realized what he just did. "You comfortable?" He asks.

"Mhmm." She says like a baby.
"I figured," he laughed.

He expected her to say a smart comment about his arrogance, but instead, got straight silence. "Mari?" He called for her. He got no response but light, soft snores. He shrugged. He put his arm around her and went to sleep.

Mari slept for an hour and a half. Her sense started coming back. She seems... higher and more comfortable. Right now, she just woke up, so she's confused. But as she started to come alive more, Darren's snores became louder and more clear.

"¿Darren?" She screamed out surprisingly and sat up. She hit him in his chest, scaring him outta his sleep. "¿Mari, fuck wrong wit' you?"

"Why are the hell are we sleeping like this? Did we... did we..."
"No. I just put you on my chest."
"What the hell? Why?"
"Damn, if it's a problem, I won't do it anymore." He rubbed his eyes and sat up.
Mari sighed and calmed down. "It's not that. It's that I ain't remember nothin'. Why was we sleeping like that?"

He laughed, easing all the tension. "Well, I was tryna pillow talk, but yo ass fell asleep on me."
"My fault," she giggled.
"It's coo'. You was already half asleep anyway." Mari just looked at him. There's nothing sexier than how he just handled her yelling at him. He calmed her down, eased the tension and even got her to laugh in a short conversation.

"What's the move for today?" He asked. He checked his phone. It's only 5:33PM. Not too late for activities. "We gotta book our flight to LA," she said getting up and heading for the door. She opened the door. "Now. Get out. So I can get in the shower."

"You can't change inside that big ass bathroom?"
"Well, I like looking at myself naked."
"Wow," he said not knowing what to say.
"Now. Get out."

"Alright," he said getting up and heading to the door. She eyed him as he approached, looking at the canvas of artwork on his chest. She bit her lip, but decided not to go too deep into thinking. "And get dressed too," she took him once he reached the door.

"Where we going?"

"Out."