Glass Heart

16

The morning call came on and Kareem groaned, pulling the pillow over his face "Good morning passengers, this is the 7am morning call. Breakfast is being served and we have docked on the beautiful island of The Bahamas. The ship will be leaving promptly at 8:30pm."

The room door opened and Sage walked in with two plates of food. "Morning Keemy"

"Wassup" he mumbled, sitting up. "My fuckin head hurt"

"There's a Korean man at the buffet. He said bread and milk help" she passed him some bread and a cup of milk "It worked for me"

She climbed in bed with him and straddled his lap "What's the plan for today"

"Do a little shopping. You ever been here before?" Her hands played in his hair. He shook his head "There's this man on a boat who makes fresh counch salad. It’s really good. Then we can try fried counch with the sauce"

"It’s good too?"

"Amazing. There's a bar we c-"

"No bars" he mumbled.

Sage laughed a little "Ok, but they have these tall green cups. They should still have them. Anyway, they glow up too"

"How old it’s been since you been here?"

"A few years. Like 9"

He nodded and laid back, done with the bread and milk. Sage found herself rubbing his abs as Kareem sighed and closed his eyes.

She stared at him and took the time to admire what a man he really was. Not only was he winning in the looks and body department, but he also had an amazing personality and manners to go along with it.

Sage thought about Jamie.

She'd always love her big brother but sometimes, she wondered about him. She had thoughts about his recent behavior. How he was trying to control her. How he was always trying to be in her business.

She shook her head and laid down with her face in the crock of Kareem’s neck. He wrapped his arms around her and gently squeezed. Her thoughts then ran to her mother. Or Rosetta as she thought of her. A person who found joy in trying to make their daughters life miserable didn't deserve to be called mom. A person who knew of their boyfriend beating on their child, but did nothing of it, didn't deserve to be called mom.

Sage found her family to be weird and have their problems, but she still seemed to love them and think of if they were ok.

"Shawty, you bout ready to go?" He asked, pulling her from her thoughts.

"Yea, I already showered so it’s all yours" she climbed off him and let him go "Don't take too long"

"Who you rushin?" He smirked at her and she stayed quiet "Thought so"

He hopped in the small shower and turned the water to hot. He didn't take too long because he was low key excited about being able to see the island. He dressed in khaki shorts and a sleeveless tank top while Sage wore jean shorts and a simple burgundy crop top.

"Gimmie your money" he put out his hand as they exited the room. Sage looked at him "You not about to spend all your money here, then get mad you can't get nothin at our next stop"

She rolled her eyes and put her money in his hand.

"You ain't slick. Your card too"

"Come on, man" she whined, giving him her debit card "I had a set limit in mind"

"Yea ok" he entwined their fingers as they chose to take the stairs today "Any idea about what happen last night?"

Sage laughed and shook her head "Nope, my memory is gone after the truth game. I remember nothing after"

"Same, but I see we had a good time" a few people that passed them waved and smiled at them.

"Think we had s*x?" She questioned.

"I doubt it. I was drunk off my ass but I wouldn't take it that far"

"Well tequila does make you horny"

Kareem laughed "I didn't say I wasn't horny. I was hard when you was sittin on my lap with that dress on. But I calmed myself"

"I knew you were hard" she smiled at him "I felt it"

Back in the states, Tyreke walked into Stans office when he stopped in his tracks. He remembered the man who sat at the desk from the hospital, but couldn't remember his name.

"Tyreke. What can I do for you?" Stan asked as he slowly pulled back the board that had a white substance on it with a rolled up dollar bill.

"I came to let you know I won't be in tomorrow. Got an appointment" he mumbled, his eyes on the man who tried to discreetly wipe his nose.

"Ok, just call in to remind me tomorrow. Have a nice day"

Stan and Kennedy watched as Tyreke walked out the office before going back to what they were doing before.

Stan passed the coke back to him "Now about Sage. What'd she do to you for you to want her dead?"

"She snitched on me." Kennedy wiped his nose "I had a lil fetish, seeing her cry and s**t. So I would do whatever I could to see that."

"Including r**e her?"

"Expect that. That s**t grimy. Anyway, she snitched which got me put in the hospital by her brother. "

"Where is he now? Jamie, right?"

"Yea, that's his name. But ion know. I told Rosetta to go kill him but when I got out the hospital, she was dead. I knew she wouldn't be able to do it. She was holding me back with all her emotions and whining so I had to set her up"

"Hold up, you were in the hospital again?”

"Yea" Kennedy rubbed the powder between his teeth "Sage got a new man now. That Kareem boy. And she told him bout what I used to do. And he put me there"

"Damn man" Stan laughed "You need to get yourself some fighting lessons"

Kennedy didn't find that funny as he snorted another line "Yea anyway, he gone get his too but he not my main focus. I'll get him the worst way if I take out Sage"

Stan nodded "So what's my part in all this again?"

"Let Kareem take 2 weeks off with pay. Let me handle the rest"

Tyreke listened in shock as his boss and Kennedy talked about their plan. He shook his head and pulled out his phone. He knew that Kareem and Sage were on a cruise and he wouldn't be able to get in contact with them.

So he sent a text. As soon as they get back to the states, it'll go through.

Before he could press send, the office door opened and Kennedy and Stan stood there. He slowly backed away but Kennedy grabbed him by his shirt and pulled out his gun, pointing it at his stomach.

"You heard too much to be left alive" he said in an evil tone.

"Tyreke is my employee. Let me be the one to do this" Stan smirked "It'll make my day"

"My pleasure, friend"

Kennedy pushed Tyreke into the office and Stan walked in with his gun in hand, closing the door behind him. Kennedy stood by the door, his back to it and when he heard that single shot go off, he smiled like he won the lottery.

"3 days till show time" he said to himself.