Boss followed her to the bathroom, where they got in another quickie before taking a shower. Once they were dressed, they stood in the middle of the floor, hugging and kissing like they would never see each other again.
“Damn man,” Boss sighed when they finally broke away.
“I know. I don’t want to leave,” Indigo whined as they walked out the door.
“I love you, baby, but you already know that,” Boss said as he picked her up and kissed her.
“I love you too,” Indigo replied before resuming their lip lock.
He still had Indigo lifted in the air when the door to the room next to theirs opened. They were in their own little world until Indigo locked eyes with the man who exited the room.
“Daddy!” she yelled, shocked to see her father coming out of a hotel room. That was surprising enough but to see Dixie walking out right behind him was alarming.
“The hell!” Boss yelled, just as shocked as Indigo was.
Lately, Draco had been going crazy trying to figure out what man had all of his mother’s attention. Dixie seemed so much happier lately and she was always on the phone or going out on dates. His brother told him that she was always getting flowers and gifts delivered to the house, but she was tightlipped about who it was from. Although Irvin had cheated on his wife several times before, Boss wasn’t expecting the mystery man to be him. Judging by the look on Indigo’s face, neither was she.
“What are you doing here?” Irvin asked as he eyed his daughter and her best friend suspiciously. Indigo still had her legs wrapped around Boston’s waist but she jumped down once the shock from seeing her father wore off.
“Are you seriously asking me that right now?” Indigo questioned.
“It’s late baby. Come see me tomorrow. We’ll talk then. We obviously have a lot to talk about,” Irvin sighed.
Dixie was quiet but she took Irvin’s outstretched hand and followed him down the hall. She wanted to say something but she really didn’t know what to say. She loved Indigo like a daughter and she hoped that she still felt the same way about her.
“Did that really just happen?” Indigo questioned out loud.
“Yep, Draco is your stepbrother now,” Boston laughed.
“That’s not funny Boston. Even though I hate everything about Cynthia, he’s still a married man,” Indigo argued.
“Stop judging Indie. We just fucked all over that hotel room and you’re about to go home to your man,” Boss pointed out.
“You’re right but damn,” Indigo sighed as they walked down the hall and got onto the elevator.
“They’re grown. Let them figure that shit out,” Boston said, walking her to her car.
He gave her one more peck on the lips before they parted ways. Indigo drove home with a lot on her mind. She loved Dixie and that would never change. She was a great woman and she was hoping that her father did right by her. As bad as it sounded, Indigo wouldn’t have been sad if her father left his wife and ended up with her.
I ndigo pulled up to her father’s house the following day and parked in his driveway. Cynthia wasn’t there and neither was Ivy. She was happy for that much because she wasn’t in the mood. Her stepmother had been tap dancing on her last nerve lately and Indigo was tired of overlooking what she said and did. Irvin hated when his wife ignored his daughter, but Indigo welcomed it. She would have much rather her be quiet than say something to piss her off. After sitting in the car for a few minutes to gather her thoughts, Indigo got out and went inside.
“Hey baby,” Irvin said when she walked into the house. It was almost eight at night but he was in the kitchen brewing himself a cup of coffee.
“Where is everybody?” Indigo asked while taking a seat on the bar stool.
“I don’t even know. I just got here myself. That’s why I called you to come over. We need to talk about last night,” Irvin said.
“Yes, we do.” Indigo nodded.
“How long has this thing between you and Boston been going on?” Irvin asked.
He knew that Indigo was shocked by what she saw, but so was he. Irvin knew that her and Boston had tried the relationship thing in the past but he wasn’t sure about when they started it up again. Indigo told him everything, so he knew all about why they broke up too. He hated that his daughters weren’t close but that was Cynthia’s doing. She was jealous of a child and Ivy just followed her mother’s lead.
“Since we went to Miami,” Indigo said, interrupting her father’s thoughts.
“I don’t even want to think about what y’all were doing in that room. The noises that we heard were not normal. I was ready to call the front desk,” he said while shuddering at the thought.
“Daddy!” Indigo shrieked in embarrassment. She and Boston were very vocal in the bedroom. Having her father hear them was not something that she ever wanted to happen.
“What about Justice?” Irvin questioned.
He knew without a doubt that Justice loved his daughter. He was ready to take her hand in marriage, but Indigo was on some other shit. It was going to break his heart to know that she was cheating on him. And she wasn’t just cheating with some random man. She was doing it with her best friend. Boston was always around and that was going to be the hardest part of it all. He knew that if his daughter ever had to make a choice, she would choose Boston in a heartbeat.
“Justice and I are good,” Indigo replied, bringing his thoughts back to the present once again.
“I know that I’m probably the last person who you want to take advice from, but I’m your father and that’s my job. There’s no doubt in my mind that they both love you but don’t play this game Indigo. In the end, you won’t win and somebody’s gonna have to lose.”
“You’re right daddy but I didn’t do this intentionally. Justice couldn’t make it to Miami and shit just happened. My emotions are all over the place now. Justice is a good man but you already know how I feel about Boston.”
“Yes, the way you’ve always felt.” Irvin nodded.
“I’m just so torn,” Indigo sighed.
“You’re not torn. You know exactly who and what you want. Your conscience just won’t let you do it. Justice really is a good man but don’t let guilt make you stay with him,” Irvin warned.
“I won’t,” Indigo said.
“I know you, Indigo. You don’t want to feel the guilt of leaving him because he really hasn’t given you a reason to. Just because he’s a good man doesn’t mean that he’s the right man for you. Do you remember what you told me when you were seventeen years old?” Irvin asked.
“Yes,” Indigo replied as she stared off into the distance.
“You came to me heartbroken and crying when you and Boston broke up. Once I calmed you down, I told you that there were millions of men in the world and any one of them would have been honored to have you on their arm. You looked me in my eyes and told me that none of those other men was your soulmate because Boston was. I remembered thinking that it must be real. If you could feel that way about him even after he broke your heart, then it had to be true love.” Irvin smiled.
“It was and it still is,” Indigo admitted.
“And that’s exactly why you need to do the right thing,” Irvin encouraged.
“I will, but enough about me. Let’s talk about you now. How long have you been creepin’ with Dixie?” Indigo asked.
“We don’t creep but it’s been a few months now,” Irvin answered.
“Months!” Indigo yelled. “That was my mama’s friend daddy. How did y’all even hook up?”
“I actually knew Dixie long before I met your mother. Precious was younger than us, but Dixie and I dated in high school,” Irvin noted. That had to be what he and Cynthia were arguing about that day when Indigo walked in on them.
“Did my mama know?” Indigo asked.
“Yeah, she knew. It really wasn’t a secret. We were young and things didn’t work out for us. Dixie and Precious meeting was purely coincidental. Boston’s friendship w
ith Draco was how that happened. They got close because they were always doing something with the two of them. Then, Precious started dating her brother and you know the rest,” he said somberly.
“Do you like her?” Indigo inquired.
“Way more than I should,” Irvin replied truthfully.
He and Dixie always did have a special connection and it was even better now since they were older. His wife was stuck in her ways and she didn’t like to do anything anymore. If it wasn’t shopping, Cynthia wasn’t interested. Irvin had been wanting to take a vacation for a while now, but she didn’t like any of the places that he picked. He told her to pick a place and he was still waiting for her to do it. Dixie was full of life and she was fun to be with. She loved to travel and she was adventurous. He always felt like she was the one who got away and he didn’t want that to happen again.
“Well, I guess I’ll be coming to help you pack again soon,” Indigo joked.
“The next time I pack will be the last time. I’m getting too old for that shit. But, think about what I said baby. I know that I haven’t been leading by example but I’ve lived and learned a lot more than you have. I know that you don’t want to hurt anyone but that part is inevitable.”
“I know daddy. I’m gonna think about it and handle my business soon. I’m not dumb enough to think that this can go on forever,” Indigo replied as she stood to her feet.
“I love you baby and call me if you need me,” Irvin said as he walked her to her car.
Indigo drove away, thinking about everything that her father had said. She hated to hurt Justice but, if she was going to follow her heart, that was going to happen anyway. Her heart was with Boston and had been since they met all those years ago. They would have probably been married with kids by now if they hadn’t broken up for a while. Indigo believed that everything happened when it was supposed to and she didn’t question it. When her phone rang, she snapped out of her thoughts and answered it.
“Yeah,” Indigo said, picking up for the unfamiliar number.
“Hey, I’m calling for Indigo,” the woman said on the other end.
“This is Indigo,” she replied.
“My name is Nya. I got your number from Shine,” she noted.
“Oh okay. What’s good?” Indigo asked, knowing exactly why she was calling.
“I’m in the shop and I need some hair. Sorry to call so late but I just decided to get a sew-in at the last minute,” she answered.
“It’s cool. What do you need?” Indigo asked.
Once the woman told her what she wanted, she assured her that she was on her way. When Indigo pulled up, she got out of the car and grabbed what she needed from her trunk. She locked up her car and walked over to the shop. The light was on, but only one barber and one customer was inside. Indigo was about to knock until something else got her attention. She saw two chicks walking up behind her and they were walking fast. Something didn’t feel right, so she grabbed her tube of lipstick from the crossbody bag that she had on. She had a right to be paranoid because one of the chicks walked up to her and swung as soon as she did. Indigo was confused. She had never seen the two women before in her life and she didn’t know why they had a problem with her. There was no time for her to dwell on that though. She started swinging back, even though it was two against one. She was dealing with the tallest one while the shorter one was hitting her from behind.
“Drag that bitch!” a third woman yelled from the distance. Indigo didn’t know who she was but she was happy that she didn’t join in on the fight. She was already having trouble with the two that she was fighting. They were trying to get her down to the ground but she wasn’t budging.
“Weak ass hoes! Why y’all gotta jump me?” Indigo yelled as she fought back and tried her best to stay upright. She kicked the chick who was in front of her and was happy when she fell. She turned her attention to the one behind her and started punishing her. That didn’t last long before it was two against one again.
“Get her keys!” one of them yelled.
Indigo had dropped the hair that was in her hands, but they obviously wanted her keys to get the rest of it. Just then, all of Boston’s warnings rang loud in her ears. He kept telling her not to be meeting people to sell hair but she didn’t listen. Shine had always sent customers her way and she had never had a problem with any of them until now. Indigo didn’t want to believe that Shine had set her up, but something wasn’t right.
“The fuck is going on out here!” a man yelled, temporarily distracting Indigo’s attackers. She used that as her opportunity to act and she didn’t waste time. She pulled the top off of her tube of lipstick and swung it at the taller one’s face.
“Ahh! She cut me!” The woman held her face and screamed as blood seeped in between her fingers. Boss always laughed when she pulled it out, but it did just what it was supposed to do. It was actually a small knife that looked like a tube of lipstick, but he thought it was useless.
“Break this shit up!” the man yelled, right as Indigo heard the sound of glass breaking, followed by her car alarm. The third woman broke her window and had her car door wide open. The other two women ran away and Indigo tried to run behind them. They had the trunk of her car open and she already knew what was up.
“Let me go! Them hoes are stealing my shit!” Indigo screamed. It was then that she realized that the man who was holding her was one of the barbers who worked in the shop with Shine.
“Calm down girl. Whatever they take can be replaced. It ain’t even worth it,” he replied as he ushered her inside of the shop and locked the door. Indigo looked out of the window just in time to see them pulling off in a white Malibu with temp tags. She never recalled seeing any of them before but she couldn’t wait to see their weak asses again.
“Shit! I must have dropped my phone,” Indigo said as she felt around in her pockets.
“Stay here. Let me go see,” the barber replied. He went outside and came back in a minute later with her phone. The screen was cracked but at least she had it.
“I’m good now. Them stupid hoes left,” Indigo said as she headed for the door,.
“Nah man. Call your people to come get you. Hit up that crazy dude who you be with all the time,” he replied, referring to Boss.
“I’m straight,” Indigo noted.
“I can’t take a chance like that and let you leave. Just because you don’t see them don’t mean that they ain’t lurking. Your window is broken and everything. Just chill out and let somebody come get you,” he said.
Indigo just nodded her head because he was right. She hated to call Boss and tell him what happened but she didn’t have a choice. Justice was at work, but she probably wouldn’t have called him anyway. Indigo walked to the bathroom and looked at her face in the mirror.
“Dirty, weak ass hoes,” Indigo fumed when she saw the bruises on her face. Her eye was slightly swollen, but it was nothing that a little aloe and makeup couldn’t fix. It damn sure didn’t look like she’d been in a fight with two people. Her hair was disheveled but her clothing was still intact. One on one, she knew without a doubt that she would have dealt with both of them hoes. She’d rumbled with the best and always came out on top. Indigo blew out a breath of frustration and called her best friend.
“What’s up baby? I just tried calling you,” Boss said when he picked up the phone.
“I dropped my phone. Some stupid hoes just jumped me outside of Shine’s shop. One of the barber’s broke it up and I’m sitting in here with him,” Indigo rambled.
The line got eerily quiet as Indigo held the phone up to her ear. After a while, she looked at the cracked screen and realized that Boss had hung up. After cleaning herself up a little, Indigo went back up to the front and sat down. The man who was getting his hair cut was gone and the barber was sitting in his chair looking at his phone. A few minutes later, someone was banging on the door hard enough to crack the glass.
“This crazy ass nigga,” the man mumbled as he got up to let
Boston in.
“The fuck happened to your car,” Boss fumed when he walked up to Indigo. He had his gun in his hand and that must have been what he used to beat on the door.
“Them stupid hoes broke my window and stole all the hair from my trunk,” Indigo replied. Boss grabbed her face to inspect it as the frown on his face deepened.
“Tell me what happened?” he requested as he gave her his undivided attention. Indigo ran the entire story down to him and he got angrier with every word she spoke.
“Where that bitch Shine at?” Boss asked.
“She wasn’t here. I’ve been rocking with Shine for a while now. She was doing my hair long before I started selling it. I just don’t think she had anything to do with this shit. My stupid ass just got caught slipping.”
“Fuck that! That bitch is guilty until proven innocent. Aye bruh, y’all got cameras out there?” Boss asked the barber as he swept the floor.
“Yeah but I don’t have access to them. You might have to come back in the morning and talk to Hank,” he replied, speaking of the man who owned the shop.
“I’m not leaving up out of this muthafucker until I get some answers. Get that nigga on the line and tell him to get here,” Boss demanded.
“Fam, that man got a wife and kids. I can guarantee you that he ain’t coming back out here tonight,” the man said.
“And I can guarantee that if he don’t, he won’t have a shop to come back to. A dollar worth of gas will have this bitch looking like dust by morning. Fuck with me if you think it’s a game. And get that bitch Shine up in here too,” Boss fumed as he paced angrily.
“Man,” the barber sighed as he grabbed his phone and walked to the back of the shop. He was sorry that he told Indigo to call him and he was even more sorry that he got involved at all. He knew Indigo from coming to the shop all the time and his conscience wouldn’t let him turn his back on her.
“These hoes must have a death wish,” Boss said as he continued to pace the floor.
“Weak ass hoes had to jump me to win the fight. I just wanna know who they were,” Indigo replied.
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