Page 20 of Mafia Kings & Wedding Rings 2: The Finale
“Well, good morning, you two.” Marcella smiled. “Six, how are you feeling?”
“Tired, but I slept good. I think I just need to reset. I don’t know what they gave me, but my entire body just feels heavy.”
“We can get Doc over and have him give you some fluids. Flush out whatever it was,” Rossi suggested, bringing a forkful of fluffy eggs to her lips. “It’ll have you feeling like a new woman.”
“I appreciate that.” Six took her seat, and I sat between her and my mother while Marcie brought the fruit over to the table.
“What can I get you two? I made French toast and waffles, we have bacon, eggs, and hashbrowns too.”
“Yeah, alladat.” I nodded, reaching for a fresh mug to pour Six a cup of coffee.
“I heard Armon leaving. Everything OK?” Rossi checked with me.
“It’s all good. We falling back from this whole social media shit a little bit. Give the people some shit to wonder about.” I reached for a strawberry and chucked it into my mouth.
“I think that’s a good idea. I talked to Sol. She’s making sure she gets Kiara and her daughter checked out.”
Six went rigid in her chair as she peered into her coffee mug.
“You didn’t have to do that, Rossi.”
“The hell I didn’t,” my mother objected. “And I don’t feel bad about it. I always instilled a sense of loyalty into that place. I will not allow anybody to come in there and taint it with jealousy. What she did was wrong. I can’t tolerate that and put anyone else in jeopardy. Kiara made her own bed. She’s grown, and now she has to deal with the consequences. I’m sure she will be alright. I had Sol write her a check, nothing major, enough for her to find a place and hopefully she can get her a job and take care of her and Kiadra. It’s all we can hope for.” Ma reached for her coffee and brought it to her lips.
Nobody could ever say she wasn’t fair. Ma gave more than one chance to people that honestly didn’t deserve it. Kiara was one of them. She deserved everything she got after that foul shit she pulled. Honestly, that bitch was lucky she got off that easy. Studying Six, I could see something was still bothering her. Marcie walked our plates over, and everything looked like some shit off a cooking show the way she had plated it. My stomach immediately growled when I reached for a fork and said a brief prayer over my meal.
“I want everyone to attend our annual fundraiser for the lodge in about a month. I’ve arranged for it to be held here. Invite only. The guest list will include the other four families, and I want everyone on their best behavior. This is about raising money for a good cause and helping to get the new facility up and running in the old neighborhood,” my grandmother informed us. “Hopefully, by that time a lot of this drama will be settled and we can all try to get back to normal.”
“Ain’t shit normal about us, Cella.” I chuckled, shook my head, and stuffed my face.
Six managed to eat half her plate, but I could tell she was still sleepy. Ma said Doc was on his way to help her out, but I wanted her to rest and relax, so I cleared my day so I could chill with her.She dozed off about an hour after Doc hooked her up, and I sat in my room playing my game and checking on her from time to time. After two blunts, I decided to shower and change, thinking maybe she would want to take a walk or something when she woke up. I sat on my game, kicking ass until the phone to the house rang, jarring my attention. I had to pause to pick up.
“Sup?” I held the phone between my shoulder and ear and unpaused my shit.
“Mr. Brick,” Marcie greeted me. “There are two women here asking to speak with Six.”
“The fuck. Who?” I frowned and shifted on the couch just as Six was stirring from her long ass nap.
She yawned and stretched her arms above her head before looking around curiously.
“Says they are her mother and sister,” Marcie declared.
Mothafucka. Sighing, I bobbed my head.
“Aight. We’ll be right down,” I said before hanging up.
“What’s going on?” Six frowned and sat up.
“Some people are here for you.”
“For me?” she repeated, face balling up.
“Your mother and sister.”
Her entire face might as well have turned white. I tossed the control to my PS5 on the table and stood. All my alarms were going off. I didn’t even like the type of power Six had over me. Protecting her and making sure she was good came before any and everything. Now I understood how my pops felt when Rossi almost died. Powerless. Like you know some shit coming but can’t stop it. I didn’t want that for her, and I’d be damned if I let anybody else come into her life trying to fuck it up.
“You want me to get rid of them?”
“Um . . . no.” She shook her head. “I’ll take care of it.”
