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Authors: Xavier Neal
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Here of all places. Just goes to show after tonight, I'm ready to face my dad more than I thought I was.
Merrick
“Merrick Jacob McCoy!” My full name reverberates through my room harsh enough to pop my eyes open.
Isn't there a law about yelling before 8 a.m.? Oh. Well there should be.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Madden's shouting increases.
Rolling over onto my back with a yawn I answer, “I thought I was sleeping. Is that a crime now?”
“I'm not in the fucking mood smartass,” he bites and shoves his black tablet in my face. “What the fuck are you doin' in this photo?”
I sit up slightly onto my elbows as my eyes adjust to the photo of me and Jovi kissing.
That was definitely a photo worthy moment. Hell, I replayed that shit again and again in my own head until my imagination took some liberties in undressing her. Didn't stop there either. My fantasy slowly started the direction of spreading her out on one of those tables from the event.
“How do you know that's me?”
“Are you fucking kidding? I've raised your big ass head since you were sucking your thumb. You don't think I know my own brother's head?”
“But it's the back of my head.”
“Merrick!”
“What! I was dancing with a girl and then I kissed her. I've done much worse in much more public places, this month alone. What the fuck is the big deal?”
“What's her name?”
“Jovi.”
“Jovi what?”
“I don't know.” I shrug. “She didn't tell me her last name. And when she didn't ask for mine I figured that made us even.”
Yeah. Yeah. Not even since we're career criminals crashing a cops charity event, but whose side are you on?
“Her name's Jovi Carter!” He continues shouting, but it's Knoxie leaning against the door frame in work clothes that catches my attention. If she's dressed for the shop but not actually in it, it really is before 8 in the morning.
“Morning Knox.” She tosses me a two finger wave, which when I turn back to Madden whose jagged scar is pulsating. “So her name is Jovi Carter. Why does it matter?”
“Read the goddamn title of the fucking article on the front page of the local newspaper!” He leans it down closer to my face and a lump in my throat grows. “Read it out loud Merrick!”
“Commissioner's Daughter Caught Kissing Mystery Man at Annual Charity Event.”
“The commissioner!” Madden echoes in blinding rage.
“Stop yelling,” Knoxie scolds.
He turns to her and yells, “It's the fucking commissioner Knox!”
“And just because you yell doesn't make him more important.”
I chuckle slightly, but by the way Madden snaps his head back at me, that's a terrible idea.
But you laughed...
“It’s not fucking funny Merrick! You are to stay the fuck away from that girl, do you hear me?”
A deep sigh comes out of me, but I don't reply.
“Merrick,” he says, his voice trying to calm down. “Commissioner Carter hates us on every front possible. We pay off his cops. We race on his streets. We transport drugs in his city. We are the biggest case on his desk as he tries to hunt us down. So I need you to put away your elementary school ways and really consider the consequences of going near that girl again.”
I knew this situation wasn't gonna be good, but I figured her father was just the average run of the mill badge....not...this. Fuck. Me.
“Do you hear me?”
With a heavy sigh I reply, “I hear you.”
“Merrick...”
“I fucking heard you.” I snap flopping my head back on my pillow.
“Come on, Madden. Now that you fed your baby brother his ass for breakfast, we gotta open the shop,” Knoxie encourages.
He tosses the tablet on the foot of bed before grumbling, “Of all the fucking women in the world...”
“Yeah. You all make poor choices in the women department. It's the McCoy
Merrick
“Merrick Jacob McCoy!” My full name reverberates through my room harsh enough to pop my eyes open.
Isn't there a law about yelling before 8 a.m.? Oh. Well there should be.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Madden's shouting increases.
Rolling over onto my back with a yawn I answer, “I thought I was sleeping. Is that a crime now?”
“I'm not in the fucking mood smartass,” he bites and shoves his black tablet in my face. “What the fuck are you doin' in this photo?”
I sit up slightly onto my elbows as my eyes adjust to the photo of me and Jovi kissing.
That was definitely a photo worthy moment. Hell, I replayed that shit again and again in my own head until my imagination took some liberties in undressing her. Didn't stop there either. My fantasy slowly started the direction of spreading her out on one of those tables from the event.
“How do you know that's me?”
“Are you fucking kidding? I've raised your big ass head since you were sucking your thumb. You don't think I know my own brother's head?”
“But it's the back of my head.”
“Merrick!”
“What! I was dancing with a girl and then I kissed her. I've done much worse in much more public places, this month alone. What the fuck is the big deal?”
“What's her name?”
“Jovi.”
“Jovi what?”
“I don't know.” I shrug. “She didn't tell me her last name. And when she didn't ask for mine I figured that made us even.”
Yeah. Yeah. Not even since we're career criminals crashing a cops charity event, but whose side are you on?
“Her name's Jovi Carter!” He continues shouting, but it's Knoxie leaning against the door frame in work clothes that catches my attention. If she's dressed for the shop but not actually in it, it really is before 8 in the morning.
“Morning Knox.” She tosses me a two finger wave, which when I turn back to Madden whose jagged scar is pulsating. “So her name is Jovi Carter. Why does it matter?”
“Read the goddamn title of the fucking article on the front page of the local newspaper!” He leans it down closer to my face and a lump in my throat grows. “Read it out loud Merrick!”
“Commissioner's Daughter Caught Kissing Mystery Man at Annual Charity Event.”
“The commissioner!” Madden echoes in blinding rage.
“Stop yelling,” Knoxie scolds.
He turns to her and yells, “It's the fucking commissioner Knox!”
“And just because you yell doesn't make him more important.”
I chuckle slightly, but by the way Madden snaps his head back at me, that's a terrible idea.
But you laughed...
“It’s not fucking funny Merrick! You are to stay the fuck away from that girl, do you hear me?”
A deep sigh comes out of me, but I don't reply.
“Merrick,” he says, his voice trying to calm down. “Commissioner Carter hates us on every front possible. We pay off his cops. We race on his streets. We transport drugs in his city. We are the biggest case on his desk as he tries to hunt us down. So I need you to put away your elementary school ways and really consider the consequences of going near that girl again.”
I knew this situation wasn't gonna be good, but I figured her father was just the average run of the mill badge....not...this. Fuck. Me.
“Do you hear me?”
With a heavy sigh I reply, “I hear you.”
“Merrick...”
“I fucking heard you.” I snap flopping my head back on my pillow.
“Come on, Madden. Now that you fed your baby brother his ass for breakfast, we gotta open the shop,” Knoxie encourages.
He tosses the tablet on the foot of bed before grumbling, “Of all the fucking women in the world...”
“Yeah. You all make poor choices in the women department. It's the McCoy
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