Page 22 of Dale
What I don’t like about Cassie is the fact that she doesn’t trust me.
Before you jump my ass, I know. I know I fucked up and I’m going to do everything I can to make it better.
Fuck!
“Baby, I don’t know what time I’m gonna be back but I want you in the bed waitin’ for me.”
Jesus. Even these two fuckwads are making me miss my girl even more.
Chase is acting as if he’s about to jump Brielle in the middle of the church room and I’m about to throw up.
“Can we cool it with this shit?” I ask. “I just got out of the hospital, I found out my wife had a kid and now my girlfriend is pregnant with twins. I’m kind of fucked right now.”
I didn’t mean to blow up like this, but I’m glad I did. I’m hanging on by a thread right now and all I want to do is go get my girl and bring her home.
“I don’t need your blessin’ to make out with my woman whenever I want,” Chase informs me and grabs Brielle closer to him.
The one thing I like about Brielle is the fact that she’s a classy woman. She’s not about to fuck him out in the open.
Cassie is a freak. She doesn’t care wherever we have sex.
This is some bull shit. I need to get this shit handled and go get my girl back.
Brielle waves at me just a little to show me she sees me in the room. I don’t know how she could fake seeing me since she came in here when I was talking to Chase.
Women.
“Brielle, I will say one thing. I’m gonna make it right with Cassie and I’ll be there for my babies. I’m not letting her go.”
I don’t let her say anything as I reach down to grab the bags to leave. I don’t want to be in here any longer than I have to be.
Seeing Chase and Brielle together and Brielle looking so much like Cassie, that’s too much for me.
Chase hits me upside the head.
“I’m glad to see you happy, brother,” I tell him.
He nods. “I’m sorry that shit went down with your girl.”
Three more brothers come out including Colm to go with us. We’re putting on black sweatshirts to cover up who we are and then we’re ready to go.
We ride our bikes over to a nondescript place and then a semi pulls out of a garage. There are a bunch of men that are talking to each other at the front of the building but one of them looks over at Chase who nods his head.
“Colm! I need you to trade one of these bags for another bag in the semi. It doesn’t matter which bag you take, but we need a bag.”
Colm runs the bag over to the semi and comes back with another bag that looks the exact same.
“What the fuck?” Chase asks as he climbs off his bike.
He’s pulling out everything that in the bag when I hear guns being pulled.
“This is a setup!” I yell and pull my weapon out of the holster.
No matter what, dealing with any part of Natalia is going to get me killed. No matter what, I have a gun pulled on me.
“Drop the bag,” someone says from behind me.
Chase doesn’t drop the bag but stands up suddenly to his full height. He’s staring down the man and the man looks like he’s about to shit himself.
