On my Block Fanfiction

Suprises, Secrets, and Regrets

Malani knows she shouldn't have, but its the only way to keep her mind busy. So despite her better judgement shes back at Alexanders. She seasons the crab to make the bisque and tries not to think about her son. A boy who has eyes like Oscar and a smile like her.   It's only until  she can get rid of Tyler .  Its a promise she shouldn't hold her breath on, but she still does.  The old ladys voice from the party whistles in her ear.   "He's your son.  Find him, Find him, Find him."

       She wonders how is it she could be so close to finding him so far out here.  This place isn't the roots of her past. What on earth would her son be doing out here?  She handed him over to the prophets on a silver plater, a prince they always wanted. Her fathers legacy  pouring through the child. They didn't know Santos blood flowed through him too. She hadn't told anyone, only Mario.  Spooky knew he had a son, but he'd never know Malani handed him over to the prophets, that was a secret she'd take to her grave. There was no way the women could know it was him, not in a million years. Not unless the woman was a Prophet. The thought sent a chill through her spine, and she quickly shrugged it away.

Today  at Alexanders She would also play waiter since they we're short one.   Now that the lady had spooked her, she wanted to get out of this place as fast as she could .   This time she'd do a better job, and she wouldn't run to  freeridge,  she just needed to get her hands on enough cash to run some where  knowone could find her. 

        Today must be her unlucky day, not that she's had any lucky ones lately, but when she looks up,  she see's him , her heart stops for a second.  He's sitting at a table glaring at her,  shaved head and all. Mario is across from Spooky.  They look so out of place here. Like decorations that don't fit. Like movie characters that aren't in this scene. Both character in the wrong storybook.  "Great,"  she mumbles.  

       "Guy on the left ordered two crab cakes  and a bowl of gumbo, the other ordered the fried shrimp and catfish platter."   Ainsley hands her the tray.  

"Gosh their so hot, Ainsley says."  
"Why don't you go ahead and take the honors," Mahlani says, pushing the trays towards Ainsley.
"Can't,"  she shrugs.  he specifically requested you, "Do you know him?"

"Ugh, I wish I didn't",  Mehlani groans grabbing the trays. She holds her breath as  she brings the trays, silently  counting to herself so she can keep her cool. But her heart beats, beats, beats, like it might spring from her chest and she can't breathe anymore there isn't enough air.  She forces her legs to move, and by the time she makes it to the table she feels dizzy.
  She places the plate in front of them, pretending she doesn't know them.
"Anything else," she ask pulling out her notebook, she forces her eyes to look only at the paper.
Spooky snatches it from her hand and throws it to Mario. 
" He told me everthing," Spooky seethes.
Mahlani looks at Mario in shock. She has no words.
"The prophets",  Spooky whispers ,  "you. gave. our child to the fucking prophets." 
She looks at him when he says it, and she feels it, the hearbreak that radiates off him in waves, mixed with anger and hate.
"It wasn't enough for you to give him away" ,Spooky chuckles .  Its an evil laugh that echos the space of the room. "You had to give him to my worst enemy,  your worst enemy.  Enemies I spilled blood to protect you from!"  
"It's not what you think it is."She whispers.
"I went to prison." He screams, banging his fist on the table.  The plates jump like their afraid.

" Don't talk,"  he says. "Don't say anything.  Don't apologize, Don't justify it."  "You and I,  we're going to find him, so help me god,
if he's dead Melhani I will...
"They wouldn't have," She whispers.
"How do you know, how can you be sure". 

Here come the lies, so many lies, she can't come clean here, not after all these years, not in this resturant , not at this moment. She can't tell him everything. 
"Tell him," Mario mouths. 
 Spooky looks between the two of them,  Mario and Mahlani, how they got away with it so long she'll never know, but its embedded in them, sworn in blood , buried in youth.  How could he spill this secret so easily.
She nods her head at Mario, "How could you." How could you tell him after all this time.
"Because it wasn't fair Mel,  Mario says angrily.  You can't keep it from him forever.  You can't keep coming back and running away and leaving with peices of everyone. You can't keep hurting everyone.
The tears wet her face, she doesn't want to look at either one of them.
"Thats what you think of me," she whispers.
"What else am I supposed to think," Mario yells. 
"Not here," she says.
Yes, here, Spooky says. Here and right now! You're going to tell me everything. I don' care if you think we're not good enough for you perfect little world.  You can go back to it when we're done.
She hates them right now, both of them. For thinking she's something that she's not, for not knowing her at all. But Mario knows what she's hiding. He knows about Tyler, and he gives her a warning look, a chance to spill that secret on her own.
Start talking Spooky says pulling out a chair.
I can't right now,  I have to work, she grits out. 
If you don't start talking, you won't be alive much longer to work. 
She sits reluctantly, staring at her hands like they hold the answers to everything. Like there magic fingers that can make her spin back time to the begining , and never meet him, and never take that frosted donut. Maybe then she would have never known him, and love wouldn't have happened.
Melani, Spooky says. Talk.
"I wasn't supposed to love you,"  she whispers. I was supposed to see if you were talking to Little Ricky, if you knew where the rollerworld money could be.  
"Back to that", Spooky says rolling his eyes. Back to that stupid rumor.
"Only it isn't one, is it" She says.  Jamal found the money. She laughs with false humor, he ironically did what the prophets wanted me to do. 
Mario look away. He doesn't want to be here when spooky connects the dots, when the peices add up and he looses his mind. "What are you talking about , Spooky yells.
"They knew you would come out, she says biting her lip. "  It was a weak try, but it worked.   
You had to trust me, and you would only trust me  if you thouht I needed you. The tears cloud her vision, Spooky looks like he sees a ghost, like the blood has been trained from  his body. She's never seen him this broken, this angry. Then he moves fast, his hand wrapping around her throat, squeezing  squeezing, as tears in his eyes, he wants to squeeze the life from her. He wants to end her she can feel it. She can't blame him. 
"There are people watching, Mario says. His voice shaking. Let her go.
"From day one, spooky says squeezing , Melani tries to take to move his hand she can't breathe she's getting dizzy.  
  Please, she tries to get out.

  He lets go, and he stares at her , stares at her , stares at her.  "I never loved you anyway,"he whispers.

"It's  a lie,  she know it, but it still hurts her all the same.