“Why did you do that? I don’t need you interfering?—”
“You need somebody to before they end up calling twelve on your ass,” Rose chastised. “The fuck is wrong with you?” he sneered.
“Stop acting like you give a damn!” She got in his face, and Mille watched it unfold.
He’d never seen Minx and Rose argue like this before. At first, he thought it was about him, but there definitely seemed to be something else going on between them that his juvenile mind couldn’t wrap around. Rose pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to keep his anger at bay with her right now.
“I’m gonna let you have that. Clearly, you got some shit you need to deal with.” He waved her off. “Mil, let’s go grab some lunch.” He rested an arm on the young man’s shoulder.
“He just got suspended. He doesn’t need rewards,” Minx argued, clearly needing a reason to go hard on him right now.
“Minx, it wasn’t even like that,” Mille finally chimed in, pleading with his sister.
She sighed heavily, and it dawned on her that she was in fact spazzing the hell out right now. She watched her brother, and her gaze eventually softened when she took him in.
“This kid was being mean, and I stood up for this girl?—”
“Was it Enika?” Minx queried, folding her arms across her melon-sized breasts.
Mille didn’t answer, but the guilt was behind his stare. Minx laughed to herself and raised her head to the sky.
“Mille.” She shook her head and stepped toward him.
Her brother had a soft heart, but he was made of steel, much like their father. He stood up for the people that he cared about. Minx bent over and kissed the top of his head before running her fingers through his locs. Her eyes met Rose’s right after and held his stare.
“Well, you were always taught to do the right thing. So I’m going to let Rose deal with you. I gotta meet Luna for some stuff anyway.”
“Are you going to tell Mama and Daddy?” Mille asked, eyes wide.
“I gotta tell them something. But I’m sure they will understand,” Minx assured him. “Don’t worry about it. But… I gotta ask… What’s up with you and Enika?”
Mille rolled his eyes and dropped his head.
“I have known her since we were in elementary. We just cool.” He shrugged.
Minx side-eyed him, unbelieving. He was growing up, and she didn’t know how to take it. Mille was like her kid, not just her little brother. She saw the glint in Rose’s eye when he peered down at him too. He was feeling the same about watching him mature.
“Yeah, okay.” A slow grin spread across her lips. “I love you, kid.” She nudged him playfully.
“Mil, go to the car for me and wait.” Rose handed over the keys to the new truck he copped for himself.
The last few days, he’d been getting shit in order with finding his own place to stay and having a means of transportation. Other than fucking around with Finn on some chill shit, he was trying to get his head together before he saw her again. He’d been doing a lot of thinking about her and him and everything in between.
“Okay, see you at home, Minx.” Mille nodded, backing away from them.
“What is it, Rose? I’m meeting Luna for lunch and we decided to go out tonight. I might have time to go back and get my feet done,” she huffed as he stepped closer to her.
“I miss yo’ ass, Minx. You really gon’ cut a nigga off?” He swept his hand over the top of his head and kept his eyes glued to her.
“What you want from me, Rose? You bored with your little lapdog?” She shook her head.
He bit into his bottom lip and peered down his nose at her. His deep gaze rattled her to no end, but she tried to hold strong in front of him anyway. Rose had the kind of effect that she could overdose on if she absorbed too much. She didn’t want to be with him if he felt obligated because of her feelings. She wanted him to be miserable without her. Judging by his rough exterior and solemn eyes, he’d been going through it. He still looked good, just troubled. Unlike Gannon.
“I need you, Minx. You like an organ for a nigga. I can’t be out here and not have you to pull up on. That shit ain’t cool. I gotta hear about the shit you and Luna putting together through fucking Finn. Nigga in a whole relationship suddenly, and I’m onthe sidelines wishing you was there.” Rose felt like he was being slighted.
“There as what?” She squinted at him. “As your friend? What exactly do you miss about me?”
“You gon’ make a nigga work for this shit, ain’t you?” He smirked, sweeping his hand down his beard.
