Page 24 of Lost In You
“Nope. When he talked to me about some shit I found out, I was in the clouds and saw Cupid and shit.”
Uncle Storm rolled his eyes. “Daddy, you sound like you above the clouds rightnow.”
“Shiiid, I am. You ought to join me.”
I slowly shook my head. “I definitely will. I’m tired of this situation. Maybe I’ll get clarity on what to do after I’m high.”
“You will. That’s when I haveallmy epiphanies.”
My daddy kissed my head as my mama rolled her eyes. I pulled away from him and asked Uncle Storm, “Where’s Maui?”
“She’s researching something with her mama.”
I nodded. I felt like my friend was pulling away from me, and I hated that shit. I felt so alone. Milana was wrapped up in Ferris and planning a wedding, the twins were busy with the construction of their clinic and private practice. They were spending a lot of time with Uncle Kenny. The weekends were dedicated to Carter Legend and Red Squared. Everyone was coupled up except the two of us. It seemed we were both having issues in that area.
“See you at home, Daddy.”
He nodded. I could see that he was worried about me. Hopefully, he would share the information he found out about that skank. I needed to know what all she was into. As we were about to leave, SS, Ace, Royal, Crew, King, Kane, and Ryder J pulled up. Ryder was home for the summer. He’d had an amazing first year in college and was a standout on the football team. I was proud of him.
Uncle Storm went to talk to the hoodlums, so my dad hopped in the vehicle with Mama and me. As I drove, he said, “Asad is a good man, baby. He’s trying.”
I nodded. He was trying, but it wasn’t enough. “Daddy, I’m gonna end up in jail. You gon’ bail me out?”
“Hell the fuck yeah. You see how pretty you are? You gon’ be in there fighting for your fucking life. Either they gon’ be tryna get at’chu or trying to fuck up your pretty face. Ain’t none of that shit going down on my watch. Asad got some good info though. Let his lawyer work. He ought to be getting a court date soon.”
“What did you find out?”
“I can’t tell you that shit. He’ll tell you when he can.”
I huffed loudly. “Yeah, I need that bluntasap, my nigga.”
“Make sure y’all wait until I get in the house,” my mama said.
I glanced at her and said, “Make sure Chas get the first pull.”
He chuckled as she rolled her eyes. She knew she liked hitting the blunt from time to time. If she did hit it, I was gonna have to leave the house for the night. Those niggas wasn’t gon’ tap out until tomorrow morning if they werebothhigh. I sure in the hell wouldn’t be able to handle the sound of that tonight.
When we got home, Daddy got out and opened both our doors. We knew better than to even act like we wanted to open a door around him. My daddy was the best Henderson, hands down. He was fun, protective, and smart as hell. The minute he unlocked the door, he pulled the blunt from his pocket andheaded to the deck. I didn’t know where he got his weed from, but this nigga never ran out.
“Let’s get lifted, baby girl. You deserve it.”
Deserve to get high?Something was truly wrong with my daddy. I didn’t dispute that shit, because I needed something to level me out. I wanted to fuck some shit up so bad I had gotten a headache from trying to reel it back in. The cops already had her, but I still wanted go apeshit on her ass.
When we got to the deck, I sat next to my daddy, waiting for the wisdom he would spit. While he talked a lot of bullshit, the man had wisdom beyond his years, always had. He pulled another blunt from the box he kept between the two chairs and handed it to me. This shit was fat as hell. Before we could even light them and get them going, Uncle Storm walked through the door.
“Give me one too. For the first time in my life, I’m tired of fighting. I’m getting too old for this shit.”
My dad and I both frowned at him. “What the fuck you talking about?” Daddy asked.
“SS took it upon himself to approach Mythic. He brought King, Kane, Royal, Crew, and Ace with him. Thankfully, PJ was there to diffuse shit. I don’t even know who told that nigga about shit, because he wasn’t home when me and Maui got into it. There wasn’t much going on to insinuate that it was that once he did get home.”
“Oh my God. Unc, I’m tired of this shit too. I do my best not to fight, because I know I could truly hurt somebody if I’m angry enough, but this ho won’t let me be. I’m sick of that bitch.”
Turning his attention to me, my daddy lit my shit and helped me get it going, then lit his and Uncle Storm’s. After taking a puff, he inhaled and held it for a couple of seconds, then released it slowly.
“I’m gonna start with you, baby. You gon’ have to let that man be a man. I know that Henderson is in you strong, and we like to handle shit. Plus, you got your mama in you too. She ain’t for no bullshit. Had the fucking door hanging off the hinges at Kenny’s truck stop years ago. But . . . Asad is a good man. He knows what he’s doing. What he’s doing will not only protect his son, but you too. If you fuck that girl up, where will Jayceon be? Even if he doesn’t witness the ass whupping, he’s gonna know something happened to his mommy. Her ass will tell him you did it. Then that would cause a huge rift between you and Asad.”
I took a long ass inhale and closed my eyes as my daddy continued.
