Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Miss Opportunity - Ch. 6.3

Millsap waited until the crowd dispersed to talk to Royal privately. There were things that he just had to say before they went their separate ways.

“I just want to thank you again for saving my life, man. It takes a lot of guts to do that for a friend. Even more for a man that was tryna steal yo’ woman,” Millsap said, revealing sincere gratitude in those words.

Royal chuckled. “So we agree, huh? You were trying to take my woman from me.”

Millsap grinned sheepishly. “Yeah, man. Sorry ‘bout that, too. It’s just that I been crushing on Dee for awhile now. Thought I saw a chance to finally get her, so I went for it.”

“I can’t blame you.” Royal looked over at Delia, who was busy talking to Mike-Mike by the black Mercedes they rented today. “She is something special.”

“Always was. E-Blade just didn’t know what he had,” Millsap replied in reflection.

E-Blade’s infidelities had been well-known in the Enfield area. So much so that no one was surprised when Delia finally took his life. Some people actually sighed with relief when they heard the news, for out of all the former generals, E-Blade was the most hated and feared.

Bonz was the most loved and respected of the ex-generals. His respect level and street credibility rose even higher after he survived E-Blade’s assassination attempt and made it out of that wheelchair after being shot in the back and dragged behind a car.

“The fact that you was willing to go toe-to-toe with a brotha like me tells me that you ain’t no punk and that you know exactly what you got with Dee,” Millsap continued. “I can’t help but respect a dude like that.” He extended a genuine hand of friendship towards Royal.

“Thanks, man. That means a lot coming from you.” Royal smiled, heartily shaking the hand offered him before releasing it. “By the way, if you know Delia and E-Blade, then you probably know my Enfield cousins, too. Their names are Greg and Aisha Forsyth. Greg also goes by the name Bonz.”

Millsap’s eyes bucked. “Bonz is your cousin?!” he said, starting to look nervous all of a sudden.

“Yes, by his marriage to Aisha,” Royal replied.

“Which means I dodged an even bigger bullet today,” Millsap said more to himself than anyone else.

Although Bonz was the favorite among the ex-generals, people still feared crossing him. Even Millsap was reluctant to come against him unless by extreme necessity.

“What happened between us today is between us. No need to get anyone else involved,” Royal said, letting Millsap know that he wouldn’t bring either cousin in on today’s altercation.

“I ‘preciate you saying that and all, but with all the cameras in yo’ face today and with Dee being so close to Alexis and Aisha, Bonz is bound to hear about what happened at the track from somebody,” Millsap replied, blinking away any fear he’d felt as he straightened his posture like the man that he deemed himself to be. Unlike his father, he was no punk. “When he does, just let him know that we squashed any beef between us, a’ight?”

“Done,” Royal agreed, extending his hand this time. Then after they shook on it, they parted ways as unexpected friends.

© 2008 by Suprina Frazier

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