Page 77 of Repo'd His Heart
“Not like that,” Dallas huffed out folded her arms across her chest and staring out the window.
“I’m usually a cool ass nigga but when it comes to fuckin’ with my girl and her seed, I’m not going.”
“What did you do to Fallon?” Brittany grilled Dallas like she was ready to knock her head into the window.
“Fuck Fallon,” I venomously spewed. “Them two working together on some slick shit.”
“Can somebody tell me what the hell is going on right now?” Brittany demanded.
Dallas finally looked over at us, snaking her neck from side to side, “I don’t have nothing to do with anything Fallon has going on.”
“But you do, I bet my last dollar Fallon got you to open that bogus ass case on Solana and ya duck ass did. It’s cool though; I can’t wait to let her lawyer know this shit. On my mama ya ass ain’t gone have a job when I get finished. I hope you been stackin’ ya bread,”
Dallas' jaw dropped, and her eyes grew wide, but I couldn’t care less at the pitiful ass face she was making. The bitch should have thought about that before she decided to go along with her bitch ass cousin. Play stupid games and you get stupid prizes.
“W-wait, I can’t lose my job.” Dallas said in a shaky voice. “I only did what I was asked. I didn’t mean any harm.
“How the fuck you ain’t mean any harm when you was tryna take away Solana’s fuckin’ daughter?”
“Fallon told me to only bother her until she backed off from you. She made it seem like Solana was tryna steal you from her, but um,” Dallas nervously looked at Brittany then back to me, “I found out she’d been dealing with some nigga, and he wantedme to lie on my reports to get Sunshyne taken from Solana because it would keep you distracted. From what I don’t know exactly. Just wanted your attention preoccupied.”
“Are you serious Dallas? I've been told you not to get involved with any of Fallon’s mess. You know she stays scheming!” Brittany yelled, sounding pissed.
“I know! But I needed the money! They gave me five thousand and then her nigga gave me another five thousand. You know what I’m dealing with trying to pay for Marlo’s lawyers. I couldn’t turn that kind of money down.” Dallas said with tears trickling down her face.
“Shit, I woulda tripled that had you came to me first.” I chuckled.
My mind was trying to figure out what the fuck Rahmeek and Fallon had up their sleeves. I couldn’t think of one reason why they’d go this fucking far to try and fuck with me. If they wanted to be together they could. I wouldn’t have given a fuck had they not done all the under handed stuff they’d been doing. I probably would have beat Rahmeek’s ass but that would have been it.
“This is crazy,” Brittany said, shaking her head from side to side.
“You just don’t know,”
“As long as you know I didn’t have anything to do with this dumb shit.” Brittany sincerely replied.
“Fa’sho. Imma change ya tire on the house.” I said to Brittany then locked my eyes on Dallas. “And I can expect Solana’s case to be closed ASAP.”
“Yes,” Dallas timidly replied.
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Friday Afternoon
A nigga was stressing on all fronts. Solana still wasn’t fucking with a nigga. I didn’t know what the fuck Rahmeek and Fallon had been plotting. Fallon and Rahmeek were both in the wind, now. I pulled up at my old crib after my run in with Dallas and it looked like Fallon hadn’t been there in weeks. Her clothes were thrown all over the room like she’d packed in a hurry. Most of Braxton shit was gone. Mikael was just as stumped as me. We both thought they just wanted to fuck around with each other, but it didn’t make sense for them to do all this scheming shit. Mikael really didn’t give a fuck about the why though, he just wanted to put a bullet in both. I did to but I still wanted to understand their motives. Not knowing where Rahmeek or Fallon was had a nigga on edge. I was used to being able to vent to Solana and her helping me think shit all the way through. Since we hadn’t been seeing eye to eye, a nigga felt like a ticking time bomb.
Solana hadn’t been in the office yesterday or today and it made me miss her presence. I started to regret my words more and more. I couldn’t lose Solana because I laid down with a dirty bitch and got dirty. I told myself after I got off today I was going to go home and grovel on my hands and knees if it meant getting back right with Solana. Her absence was making me realize how much I need her. The impact she’d made on my life couldn’t be replaced. She was everything I never knew I wanted in a woman. I was content being in a situation with Fallon that I never thought about the things I really wanted in a woman. Meeting Solana opened my eyes up to everything I was missing, and I refused to let her leave me without us having a fair shoot at a real relationship. It was finna take everything in me to trust her, but she was worth the risk.
Ring, Ring, Ring
Hitting the green button on my phone screen, I answered Mikael’s call. Since he’d found out Zaylee was carrying his seedhe’s been up under her. He surrounded his entire day around her. He brought her lunch on his breaks, and he went straight to her house after work. I wasn’t sure what they had going on relationship wise, but my brother was happy as fuck that they were having a baby. The nigga was glowing more than Zaylee when he told me about it. I was happy for them though. Back then they might have been too young to really value they type of love they had for each other, but I think now if they gave their relationship another chance stuff would work out for them.
“What up?”
“Where you at?” Mikael anxiously asked me.
“At the shop. Why?” I quickly replied. Mikael’s demeanor had me on edge. I got scared thinking he was finna tell me some shit popped off.
“So, you know I be taken Zaylee food and shit on my break. I go to bring her lunch and when I walk in her office. I hear on the phone with Solana, right.” Mikael paused and my heart hammered in my chest waiting on him to finish his story. “And uh she was thanking Zaylee for helping her with getting the girls this afternoon because she was gonna need the rest.”
