“You stupid bitch.” Jazmine jumped at her, and Vida reached out and grabbed her hair. They swung at each other, scratching and clawing like cats.
“Stop the shit!” I tried to get in between them, but the more I did, the more tangled they seemed to get. At one point, I was thrown to the floor. I didn’t even know how that happened.
“What the fuck is this?” Wire bellowed as the rest of the men in the club rushed over laughing to watch the chick fight. Wire, though, was not so amused. “Ink! Handle that shit right the fuck now. Like we don’t have enough to deal with without having this bullshit. I’ll throw both of them the fuck out and not give a shit.” He helped me pull them apart and shoved both of them in my hands. One on each side. “Handle this shit now!” He shouted.
“Okay, my bad. I got it.” I held both of them firmly by the arm and dragged them both up the stairs to my room. I pushed them inside and slammed the door behind me. I had enough.
“Babe, look…” Vida started.
“No,” I spoke clearly.
“She shouldn’t…” Jazmine tried her luck this time.
“Stop!” My voice, louder this time.
I wasn’t going to let either one of them run this conversation. I knew what needed to be done, and it was my fault for not doing it in the first place.
I took a breath and tried to calm myself down. I didn’t want to hurt them. I cared for both of them, in different ways, and I knew they both cared for me as well.
“Vida, look, I know I just got back, but you want to go back to what it was; we can’t.”
She crossed her arms and looked away from me, her face already starting to blush, and eyes water up.
“You know it’s true. We are two completely different people than we were before. It’s sad because what we had was true and fun, but it's not what it is now. I don’t want to lead you on or make you jealous or any shit like that, so I’m going to tell you this right out, and I want you to hear me well. We are not together, you are not my ol’ lady, and I don’t see that shit changing. I love you, but not in the way you’re trying to make me love you. I’m with Jazmine, now, and I’m happy. I would like us to all get along, but if we can’t know just like I wouldn’t stand for someone fucking disrespecting you, there’s no way in fuck I’m going to keep letting you disrespect my woman. She isn’t a whore or a fucking slut. Her name is Jazmine, and if you have to fucking address her, that’s what you will address her as. You get me?”
She nodded once, a tear falling before she quickly wiped it away.
I turned this time facing Jazmine. Her eyes widened in surprise. She didn’t think she was going to get anything in this little speech. How wrong she was. “Jazmine, you didn’t fucking ask to be here, you don’t deserve all the shit that’s come your way from helping Angel and me, but you chose to stay. I want to be with you. I want to see where this goes between you and me, but Vida is my family. That is Angel’s big sister and Mikki’s little sister. She was there before all this went down, and she will still be here when it’s all fucking over. This fighting shit, over. The threatening shit, over. If you can’t get on board with the fact, Vida is going to be in my life and around, then this isn’t going to work out. If you can put this bullshit behind you and try to act civilized for a while, I think we’re going to be alright. You with that?”
Jazmine opened her mouth up to fight with me. I could see the confrontation all over her face. She leaned over slightly to see Vida, who was visibly upset even though she was still trying to hide it. Jazmine moved back over to stand in front of me, “Fine, Ink. I’m with it.”
“Good.” I took a step back, part of me wanted to tell them to hug it out, but I really didn’t want to get cursed out. “Vida, you good? You guys got everything packed for the morning?” I asked, trying to ease some of the tension in the room, I leaned over and put a hand on her shoulder.
Her eyes squinted at my hand before she shook it off. She looked in my direction in disgust, “Fuck you, Ink. Just fuck you.” She pushed past Jazmine and me, leaving my room with a slam of the door. She would get over it one day. I could only hope.
Jazmine stormed past me, her shoulder bumping mine before she took her shoes and pants off and got into bed. Her back turned to me, and the sheet pulled up to her chin.
Just think, in a few hours I would be on a multi-day road trip with both of them. Yeah, this is going to be so much fucking fun.
Chapter 25
I looked in the rearview mirror; it was like a parade. Bike after bike, car after car, the entire Wings of Diablo family was on the road. Ripper was the only one to stay back. We always left one behind in case the unimaginable happened, and we were all killed. The patch had to live on, and Ripper would do it if need be.
I was driving one of the trucks, and Angel wanted to be with me. I agreed, but that was before I realized where Angel was, there was also Mikki and Loralie, and where there was Mikki, there was Vida. She was still upset about the night before, but
