“Aaaaaahhhhh! Whyyy!” she cried out.
She wanted the pain to go away. Never had she felt such suffering, besides the night of the accident. Even though Drew had given her answers, she still needed more. She simply wanted another reason as to why he came back. Surely, that couldn’t be the only excuse he had. There had to be more he wasn’t telling her. Sadly, it was. He wanted to save her from himself. Knowing the destruction it caused in her life, he fled and only came back to make amends. To his dismay Brix wasn’t having it. A hug and kiss on the cheek was not going to fix the damage done, not from him at least.
Pulling her head from the steering wheel, she noticed a car was approaching close behind. Throwing her hazards on, the car pulled up to the side of her, made a quick stop and kept going. There was no way she could drive in her condition, and she knew Drew was right. With heavy breathing and tightness of her chest, she frantically tossed her items around in her purse in search of her inhaler. Locating the small pump, Brix took a slow inhale of her dosage before letting the medicine fill her lungs. Holding her breath for several seconds, she released and threw her head against the headrest.
With the seasons changing, her allergies had flared to no end. It didn’t make it any better that her heart had been racing at a steady pace since Drew delivered the news. Shaking her head, Brix thought about how she would reveal the news to her mama. If anything, Mrs. Carla was probably going to have her nephews get back at him. It was only right, but that is not what Brix wanted. She knew her cousins would kill him and Nine, no questions asked. Jail would be the best option for him or letting God handle the situation. Her family could be reckless and a rival between both sides would be extra unnecessary mess she didn’t need in her life.
Deciding to not tell her mama until she was level-headed, Brix pulled her phone out to call Carissa. Going home was not an option as of right now. She needed her best friend; the one who had been there through it all. Lexi had given her a shoulder to cry on as well, but Carissa was her go to. She was her right-hand man and would always be. This time was no different.
“Good morning my sweet Brix,” Carissa answered cheerfully.
Sighing heavily, Brix couldn’t even let a smile crack on her face at her friend’s words. There was nothing to smile about.
“Can I come over?”
“What’s wrong with you? You been crying?” Carissa asked, sitting up in her bed. The sadness in Brix’s voice immediately got her attention.
“I-I don’t want to talk about it over the phone. Do you have company?” she asked in a whispered tone.
“Okay, and of course not. You can come over boo. I’ll be waiting at the door for you,” Carissa said, climbing out the bed.
“I’ll be there in a little bit.”
“Okay. See you in a few.”
The two disconnected and Brix turned her hazards off. Putting her car in drive, she pulled off slowly from the stop sign. Today had already been emotionally, physically, and mentally draining and it was only eleven in the morning. A full day was ahead of her still, including a budgeting session she had with Nicole, Shemel’s sister-in-law. Remembering their appointment, she reminded herself to shoot her an email to reschedule. There was no way she was going to be able to focus on numbers today or helping someone else. In her opinion, she needed to be helped right now. Throwing her phone in the middle console, Brix focused on the road. Carissa only lived about fifteen minutes from where she was located and she couldn’t wait to lay down in her bed. Today was going to be spent in the bed and she knew it. The side of her head had already began to throb, indicating a headache was fast approaching.
* * * * *
“What!” Carissa gasped, as she stood with tears in her eyes. “Are you fucking serious right now?”
Brix had finally commenced in telling her every detail of how her morning was spent. At this point, she was all out of tears and sat with resentment in her heart. There was nothing more she wanted than for Drew to feel her pain from the dreadful two years he was on the run. The ice cold feeling she had when her dad passed had crept back into her spirit and was begging to make its way to the forefront of her emotions. Any other type of emotion she had when first leaving his house was long gone. She despised the police department of St. Louis for not investigating more into her father’s murder. The people who had also been there when it all went down, besides her family, was no longer present in her life, so her hatred was toward them as well. Brix had animosity toward any and everything that had to do with her father’s death. Shaking her head, she shrugged her shoulders at Carissa.