CHAPTER 22
"Why do you want to see Trejo?" He asked,spitting out blood.
"To have a talk,ask him why in the hell did he raid my warehouse..and why he killed my men! That's all I wanna know!"
"Are you high? Trejo didn't raid nobody's warehouse! Trejo isn't even in America!"
"And then we have technology! He could have put the order through by cellphone right?" Massimo boomed from behind me.
"Then there's those ungodly moth balls scent and…his ring! I found them at the scene. Isn't that evidence enough to point us in his direction?" I added.
"It wasn't us! I swear on the virgin! We have been laying low for some months!" The guy retorted.
"Okay, that was a nice chat." I turned to look at the man behind me, "Massimo,dig the answer out if him. Get the answers by hook or by crook!" I patted him on the shoulder and walked out of dungeon.
It was already night time. I called it a night and began driving home.
Home! My home. My iron lady!
As I pulled into the driveway, I saw another car there. Could she be with another guy? The thought had me sweating. I removed my jacket and rolled up my sleeves. I got to the door and started banging on it.
"Open the door Brenda! Open it or I'll break it down!" I shouted.
Moments later, Kai opened the door and as soon as he saw my face, he smirked. He was wearing an apron, and had some mint in his left hand.
I shoved him aside and stormed inside. Brenda wasn't in her living room.
Was she?....did they?
I couldn't bring myself to finished thoughts. I ran upstairs, and to my surprise…I found Brenda in bed,covered by a blanket. She was sleeping. I couldn't tell if she was naked underneath the covers but something in me shifted.
Why was Kai in her house? I thought they had ended things! Or was i the one being fooled.
I retreated my steps back to the living room.
"I hope you didn't wake her,it's been a long sexual day!" Kai winked at me. I could feel my blood boil but there it was, the confirmation I needed. I couldn't say anything. What could I say?
A man like me isn't used to showing emotions but to Brenda, i made an exception. I told her about my feelings and this is how she pays me back. By crawling into bed with her ex,days after we broke up.
I stormed out of the house and drove to my house.
In the morning as we sat and had breakfast, an unexpected question had me chocking on bacon.
"Pardon?" I wanted to hear him. I might be imagining things.
"Your friend! The beautiful lady with locks,she stopped visiting!"
"That's because we're not longer friends anymore!" I replied.
"That's sad! She was really friendly and kind! I liked her so much!" Elijah said as he stirred his cereal continously.
"Enough of her,let's eat and get you to school!" I ended the conversation.
I thought I was the only one who Brenda had imprinted on.
She also found her way to Elijah's heart.
Now more than ever,it hurt to think that we were over.
BRENDA'S POV
I woke up feeling better than I had the previous day. Life these past days had been tough, purely brutal. I had to pick myself up,build myself everyday but at the end of each day,I crumbled.
Wait,how did i get in bed? Who brought me home?
Last thing I remember was drinking at a club and being so drunk after a couple of shots. More than ten shots actually.
It must be Nella! Only Nella could bring me home…but I didn't go with her.
She has my location so that may explain it.
I had accepted it. I had accepted that Christian broke up with me.
Through it all, I made peace with the fact that I still love him. I'm going to love him for a long time. I didnt know why he broke up with me but nothing happens without a reason.
After taking a shower, I stood infront of the mirror.
"You're a boss! You got this, let's make this money!" I told myself and headed out.
The sun bathed my face and I put my glasses on.
"Today is going to be great!" I smiled.
AT THE OFFICE
"And that,is how we're going to triple our profit in the next four months!" I smiled at the board members infront of me.
All members applauded me.
"It's good to finally have you back!"
"It feels good to be back!" I replied.
The board room cleared,leaving only me there.
For ten glorious minutes,I closed my eyes and fell asleep. I was woken up by the door opening abruptly.
"Brenda, someone is on the phone!" Greg told me.
"Why didn't you put the person through?" I asked.
Greg nodded and disappeared,soon after,the telephone in the boardroom rang and I picked up.
"Brenda Belair?"
"Speaking!"
The caller instantly hung up.
"The fuck?" I stared at the phone in my hand.
Must be one of those creeps. I rolled my eyes and headed for my office.
My office was filled with laughter as Greg narrated how he discovered that he was gay.
"Only this time,she did all she did. She went down on me for ten whole minutes and still nothing!" He laughed.
"I was also surprised how my guy down there let me down but,my attraction to men said it all. I wasn't straight!"
We burst out laughing. Tears rolled down my eyes as he kept up his story.
For lunch,we decided to go eat out. Normally,we would just get from the café in the office or stalls downstairs.
We drove for thirty five minutes and we pulled up to a small,private looking restaurant. The spot didn't have alot of people, it was quiet. Just what I wanted.
"Corner table for two!" Greg said to the waiter who later escorted us to the table.
I looked at the menu. Fancy dishes.
I looked at Greg who was staring right back at me. We shook our heads at the same time,nothing on that menu made sense.
The waiter returned with a pen and paper.
"Have you decided on what you want to have?" He asked politely.
"Can I order some that's not on the menu? Just something that I feel like eating?" I asked.
The waiter chuckled weirdly, "If we can make it happen then why not?"
"Okay.." I sighed and began.
"Can I get a steak,smothered in onions. French fries with lots and lots of vinegar. A small mac and cheese garnished with parsley!"
The man wrote it down and smiled. He turned to Greg.
"And I'll have the same!" Greg smiled sheepishly.
"That's quite the appetite Missy!"
"I could eat a whole ass buffalo right now,I'm starving!" My stomach rumbled as evidence.
"Brenda?" A small familiar voice called behind me,i turned to see who it was and my face lit up.
"Elijah?" I rose from my chair and knelt before him.
"How have you been kiddo?"
"I'm sorry,I won't do whatever it is that made you angry!" He apologized, his mesmerizing eyes looking deep in mine.
"Hey,hey..why are you apologizing? I'm not angry Elijah. What makes you say that?" I was concerned. What could make him think I was angry.
"Because you stopped visiting!" His eyes began misting.
I pulled him into a hug,shutting my eyes. I hated the fact that the kid thought he'd done something to piss me off. I hated that I was making him sad.
Greg had been clearing his throat nonstop, I ignored him and focused on the kid.
"It's not you baby! Your father and I…we just have somethings to sort out!" I finally opened my eyes and they landed on a pair of shiny shoes.
I knew who it was but yet I wished it wasn't him. I slowly raised my eyes and Christian was staring dead at us.
Under no circumstances did I want our eyes to meet because whenever we did,it was like he was staring into my soul. Slicing through it with his gaze. Those eyes knew how to pluck the truth from deep within me. I didn't want that to happen, I didn't want to fall back to how he left me.
I pulled back from Elijah and gently caressed his cheek, "It's not your fault!" I kissed his cheek.
Elijah turned around and saw his father.
"Dad,Brenda is here! She said that it wasn't my fault!"
"It was never yours Elijah! When you give people too much, they take the most important thing and shatter it!" He said,looking over at Greg and I.
At me,to be precise.
I stood there confused, not understanding what he meant.
If anything was shattered, it was my heart you liar! I screamed inside my head.
"Brenda,how do you do?" He feigned a smile, a sour one.
"Christian!" I replied, trying to sound as dry as I could. I didn't want it to sound like a moan or anything close to 'why did you do that to us?' Or 'please come back,i miss you' type of vibe. In all honesty, I did miss him. I wanted him to apologize soo badly but I also wanted nothing to do with him at the same time.
"How was last night?" He asked,taking me by surprise.
Why would he ask about my night? It's not like he cared! Or did he?
I'LL BE UPDATING A LITTLE SLOWER NOW BECAUSE OF PERSONAL REASONS. I APOLOGIZE TO ALL THE READERS THAT ARE CURRENTLY ON THIS JOURNEY WITH ME,I REALL APOLOGIZE BUT THE LONGEST WE'LL GO FROM NOW ON WITHOUT AN UPDATE IS FIVE DAYS.