Chapter 29: Due Date

It was Tuesday afternoon, in a sunny stunning day. Billy was parked right in front of an ice cream shop, he was sitting in the driver's seat with his hand dangling out the window and narrowing his eyes to something inside.

"There she is. What a fuckin' woman! Buying an ice cream, inside Ian's Ice Cream Shop. Chocolate with marshmallows and strawberries. Her hair is silky dark auburn and it glides over her shoulders down to her mid back, flowing with the wind. Those sensual lips that are desirable and tempting. Her face is slightly covered with any make-up and she's wearing a simple green blouse with a cotton skirt that showed her ass, curves and smooth legs. That is the fucking temptation right there. She-devil bitch! Persuading me to hold her and make her mine right there in that damn ice cream shop. To hell with them kids running, I could make her mine there with all fucking ice cream and all! Just to think about it, I have to reposition my posture, to calm me down. Yeah, by the way of walking she's from the suburbs or something. Now, here we go. I just enjoy watching every move, staring at her walking out of the ice cream shop with that chocolate cone on her hands. She licked it so damn sexy that my jeans were tighter every second her tongue passed through that chocolate ball. Damn ice cream, it should be me, not the goddamn ice cream," he thought as he tried to control himself.

"Bodie, that one has such an ass," he commented to Bodie who was in passenger's seat and was busy with his cell phone.

"Dude, if Emma hears you, she gonna go all snap her finger on you. She even bribed me to keep an eye on you. C'mon, don't even look at other woman, dawg," he groaned still looking at his cell phone.

"Did you told her something?"

"Nah, man. What should I tell her? That you get every whore off you?"

"I'm trying, man, I'm trying. She made me do some shit about promising her that she was the only one. With what did she bribed you?"

"Pie," he snorted while a smirk warped on Billy's lips.

"It's glad to know that she even bribes my boys to see if I'm faithful. But damn it! I know it's hard, but can she just trust me? I hate clingy woman, and she better stop it, or I'll give her a real reason to be insecure," Billy deliberated, turning his smirking lips into a thin line.

"You better trust her," Bodie chuckled.

"What the fuck are you talking about, Bodie?" he snapped while he thought, "This Bodie knows me better than I do. Sometimes is better, cause with only a look we know what to do, but I fuckin' hate when he reads my mind."

"You are on that shit too. Jealous of any guy that looks at her. And you always ask me if she was with some guy or did actually talked to some dude, fool. Do you remember that Ethan guy? You beat the shit out of that fool, for only talking to Emma."

"Well, no one looks at my damn woman, Bodie. If he had kept his fuckin' distance, he will be strolling without those broken ribs right now. Besides, I just made him remember who's the fuckin' boss in my damn turf. You still have an eye on that fucker, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know it, man."

"What the fuck are you doing?" Billy glared at him and at his cellphone, then he snorted, "Fucking nerd."

"Checking some things, man. Tara's a bitch. She didn't called me, so I'm texting her, dawg."

"Are you going to marry her?" Billy teased Bodie.

"What? Hell no! Is that... damn, she's something, dude."

"Bodie, you have been fuckin' with this girl for about a month. You told everyone she was a whore, but she ain't no whore, and I know that. She's a frat girl."

"I know, man! I don't want no damn Cutty or B street hurting her. And what about you and Emma? Who would believe that you have more than two nights with one only chick? But Tara is another thing, I hate her but damn she fucks so good. And now she's mad at me, though I fucking apologized."

"Sure you didn't told that to Jane, ah?" Billy continued teasing, "How did she find out?"

"She came to my house one night, and saw-,"

"I told you guys about this shit! Whores are to be taken to the fucking motel or to the damn corner. And none of you witless punks take my advice."

"Yeah, yeah!" he mumbled annoyed by the nagging, making Billy look back to the girl who was slowly walking and waiting for the cars to stop and let her pass.

"Hey, gorgeous!" Billy whistled to the girl.

"Yo, Billy are you out of your fucking mind?" Bodie looked up and then raised an eyebrow when he saw the girl.

"She's the hot one I was talking you about," Billy grinned and pointed to the girl who was now walking with a smile towards their car.

"Oh, you gonna do that or what?" Bodie asked with a grin.

"What?" Billy sniffed while he cocked his head to Bodie.

"She's the one, Billy. You can't deny that."

"Sooner or later. I don't want her to think she's my whore. I swear if she dares to leave me again, I'm going to tie her to my bed and turn the damn house on fire," Billy huffed remembering the hell she made him go through when she left him.

"Remember when you told me that she was going to be for fun. You were gonna have fun with her and she ended up having fun with you," now it was Bodie's turn to tease and jest.

"I wanted to know if she would mouth off at me on bed just like she did that day in the Office," Billy smiled at the memory.

"I remember, everyday, I remember her. So young, so delicate yet brave. When she stood in front of the Mini Market, I couldn't smell fear nor courage, I couldn't read her, but she was standing there. Her hair was all so messy when that pencil fell, but the wind made it alive and it moved with it. Since I saw her, I would end up fucking a whore and then her picture always came to my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about her. I even confused her with other girls on the street. A year passed and I saw her again. She became a challenge, the biggest taunt, the day she rejected my kiss. No woman has done that to me, and for that, she turned out to be a game. When I got a hell of a fuck with her, I did what I always do: Leave the money or the note on her nightstand or on her pillow and get the fuck out of there. But with her... the days passed and I couldn't stop thinking about her, and I wanted her even more. I needed her. And now, that we are together again, I'll never let her go, never. And damn, I have tried with all my might to not cheat on her, she deserves a better man, and I'm trying to be that man. But sometimes, there are some things that you can't change," Billy kept thinking.

"Hey, boys. Wanna give me a ride?" the hot chick leaned towards Billy through the window with a smile on her face.

"Where are you going?" Billy asked her while he gave her the Darley charming smile.

"Wherever you want," she flirted while she leaned deeper giving Billy a kiss on the lips.

"Yo, Emma, did you got my praline with caramel?" Bodie interrupted their kiss.

"Yeah, Bodie here you go," Emma said while she broke the kiss and giggled, leaving Billy breathless and wanting for more.

"You wanna sit here, Emma?", Bodie asked opening the door, clutching the ice-cream.

"No, it's ok. Baby, you sure you don't want?" she asked, almost poking Billy with the ice cream cone.

"Nah. Get in the car," he replied smiling.

"Ok, Mr. Grumpy," she sighed annoyed as Bodie got out of the car leaving space for Emma to jump to the back.

"So where are we going now?" Emma asked while she licked the ice cream.

Billy couldn't take his eyes off her, he just watched her through the rearview-mirror, and observed every movement and every reaction she had.

"Since you hate to be 'baby-sit' by my boys, we are going to pay a little visit to an ol' pal," Billy answered waiting for her reaction.

"I love when Bodie or Paul or Joe baby-sit me, but the others are too antisocial," she wrinkled her nose in a gesture that shows she's uncomfortable and dislikes something.

"That's because they do their job well. Not like others shitheads that do whatever for a fucking piece of apple pie," Billy glared at Bodie while he frowned.

"Nah, man-," Bodie tried to defend himself while Billy turned the engine on.

"Bodie, did you told him?"

"Sorry, Emma," Bodie shrugged his shoulders while he chewed the ice cream like it was some sort of steak.

"It's ok. Anyways, Billy, I need to check on Aubrey. She's been texting me that she feels bad. Her tummy really hurts. I wonder what she ate," Emma pressed her lips.

"She could've ate all my boys in one bite. Especially Joe. Talking about that-her, I don't want her near him, she's no woman to-" Billy told what was on his mind, but somebody didn't like it.

"Billy Darley! Don't you dare to say another word! Aubrey's like a sister to me, I can't believe you still think she has something to do with the Cutties! They are all dead, anyways!" she growled while Bodie started to hum.

"Not all. But soon, babe, soon they will be," Billy kept driving, ignoring her.

"She's a beautiful person, in and outside! Besides, Joe is a grown man. You don't need to decide who is he going to date! And Aubrey is my friend! And I trust her, and you need to accept her. She's done with that style of life! And you need to apologize! And you are such a jerk but I love you!" she started with a frown and ended smiling.

"Give it a break, woman," Billy gave for ended the Aubrey subject.

"So, who's the 'ol' pal'?" she asked finishing her ice cream and changing the subject.

"Tito Soga, Sammy's cousin's cousin and he owes a hundred. The fucker hasn't paid in two months. The due date has expired and the motherfucker needs to pay today."

"I thought that he paid Baggy," Bodie frowned confused.

"Nah, Baggy paid him a visit and the fucker flew," Billy replied with a sneer at the incompetence of Baggy.

"Poor Baggy! Billy, you know his leg is still healing," Emma held in a empathetic emotion.

"Babe, it was only a fuckin' scratch. He could've run and chase the prick's ass. But no, the cunt was too delicate to have a jog. I have to do everything, personally."

"A scratch? Bi-" Emma raised her eyebrows in disbelief.

"Did you spill the damn ice cream on my car?" Billy glared at her through the rearview mirror, interrupting her.

"No, Billy! I did not ruined your precious car!" she glared back.

"Good!"

"Look, I don't want to interrupt your lover's quarrel, but we are here, man. This is his place. Park in that corner, the fucker must know that we were coming," Bodie interrupted throwing the ice cream through the window and brushing his lap.

Billy gave Emma a last glower and fixed his eyes to the corner, driving slowly to it. After parking on the sidewalk of the corner, everybody got out of the mustang.

"You loaded," Bodie asked to Emma while he placed his gun on the back of his baggy and saggy jeans.

Emma nodded while Bodie gave her another sharp affirmation.

"Babe, the fucker could run. If you hear more than two shots, you know what to do," Billy said while he walked slowly next to Bodie, ready to enter the deteriorated and wrecked little duplex.

"Billy- be careful," Emma's carefree expression turned into a worried one.

Billy turned and saw her concern, he made his way slowly to her and grabbed her neck, pulling her close to him. She placed her arms around his waist snuggling her head in his chest. He gently grasped her face, raising it to meet her eyes, and he gave her a reassuring kiss, letting her know that he will be ok. He broke the sweet kiss and humanely kissed her closed eyelids, one gentle peck in the left one and other cute peck on the right one. Then, he pressed his lips on her temple as she let a content sigh out and hugged him like he was the best gift Santa Clause could give her.

"Aw, it ain't that sweet? Yo, I hate to bother but we got this piece of shit to catch," Bodie raised his arms in "hello, I'm here," sign.

"Don't kill any whore while I'm not around here," Billy smirked, mocking her and walking towards Bodie.

"Haha, very funny, Billy. You too, Bodie, be careful," Emma waved at the two men who were walking to the entering door, and slowly disappearing.

Emma leaned against the car's door and started to tap her feet, waiting for the sign. If she herd one shot gun: it means that the man is dead, if she heard nothing: it means that he's paying, and if she heard two shot guns: it means that the man is fleeing.

She stood there for about six minutes until she saw something curious. In one window there was a man with boxers on and he was trying to get out of the window by throwing some sheets and sliding down to the floor.

"That's Tito," Emma thought.

Emma could easily deceive men with her innocent looks. So, she decided to walk to where the man was.

"Sir, are you ok? Do you need help?" she asked while she was getting near him.

"Huh? Uh? No, no, no. I'm ok," the Latin man replied while he dressed himself with a t-shirt.

"Are you sure? Do you know where I can fix my car. It broke down a few blocks away," Emma pointed to her left, trying to hide Billy's car.

"Eh... well. Vaya," the panting man mumbled looking at Emma, "I gotta go."

He said as he started to pull his jeans on and to walk towards the sidewalk.

"OUCH! AH!" Emma draw his attention by pretending she had a stomach ache.

"Señorita, are you ok? Mija, chica! You ok?" the man got closer to her.

"Si, motherfucker!" Emma pulled out her gun aiming to his head.

He gasped as his eyes widened, the poor man started to sweat like a pig and he raised his arms in sign of defeat.

"Now, don't move, Tito! If you do, I'll blow your head off, do you understand?" Emma glared and cynically aimed to the man with such an authority that man couldn't even yelp.

"No hablo ingles," the sucker replied in a whimper.

"Oh you don't? You don't speak English?" she asked with a raised eyebrow while the man shook his head a no, "What if I chop off that piece of shit you call a head... and sent it to your mother? Maybe that will make you start understanding English, don't ya think? Now don't fucking play dumb and stay still. Where's the money?" Emma bellowed straightly looking at the frightened eyes of Tito.

"I-I-I don't have the money. I'll pay, I swear por la virgencita. I'll pay Billy!" he kneeled and started to sob.

"Get up! I said get the fuck up!" Emma raised the sobbing man's arms.

"Good fuckin' job, Emma! Good fuckin' job!" Bodie praised her as the team of two men approached to them.

When the man saw Billy and Bodie with their guns, he felt desperate and knew he was going to die. In that second the man used his hands as a weapon, slapping Emma on the face, making her stumble a little as he stood up and started to run. Billy saw this and he started to fume in anger, and decided to chase the bastard, Bodie did the same. Emma, after her assault, she shook her head and joined the chase. Billy was near the man as Bodie followed and Emma was the last. Tito saw Billy near him and decided to run to the sidewalk, without knowing he was entering an alley with dead end. Billy ran faster and reached the man, shoving him against the fence.

"No one touches my woman like that! You hear, motherfucker!" Billy turned the man to face him, gripping his t-shirt neck, manhandling him as he punched his nose, breaking it and letting blood flow down to his mouth.

"S-so-so-sorry, Bi-b-bi-bi-lly! Fuck!" the man whimpered and cursed when he felt the blood running down his chin.

"Fucking son of a bitch!" Billy snarled, tightening his fist, showing his big knuckles and copper rings. Without letting him ask to be saved, Billy connected his fist to the man's eye.

"Woo!" Bodie shouted when he approached Billy, "Emma you ok?"

"Yeah, hold that fucker for me," Emma said panting as she got near them.

"You sure?" Billy asked her, breathing heavily.

"Yeah," she snarled, facing Tito while both Bodie and Billy moved away giving her the space but keeping it close, in case the man did something stupid.

"You asshole!" Emma roared as she hit the man's jaw with her gun's butt.

"AAH! No-no-n-no," he coughed the blood, quivering and whimpering.

Emma ignored his plead and kicked him on his groin, making the man cry a howl of pain while he kneeled in front of her.

"Pl-p-ple-please!" he supplicated her.

"Listen, pal," Emma placed her gun in his bloody mouth.

Billy and Bodie looked at each other, doubting she will kill him but they were impressed by how she handled that man.

"I will be the last fuckin' woman you hit! And you know why?" she snarled looking at him in the eyes while she bend to face him.

He wobbled his head quickly whimpering and crying for his life.

"Shut up, you cunt!" she said in an icy tone, irated, while she slowly cocked the gun, making him sob louder, but she continued, "Because I'll be the last person you'll see before you die."

Playfully, Emma placed her finger on the trigger, ignoring the man's beseeches and leaving Billy and Bodie amused and awed by her outcome. Billy has never seen Emma so mad and he has to admit that that was turning him on.

"Bu-bye!" Emma sadistically smiled at Tito while his eyes popped out.

She pulled the trigger making the man scream and cry for his life. Emma got up and started to laugh while Billy and Bodie stood next to Emma laughing at the poor man. Emma didn't charged the gun, and she was the only one who knew about this, but the amused boys couldn't stop mocking the man's face when he thought he was going to die.

"Look, the fucker just shitted on his pants," Bodie scorned while the man wheezed and panted.

"That's my girl," Billy whispered to Emma's ear while he grabbed her gun.

"Did he paid?" Emma asked looking at Billy.

"Yeah, we found his little treasure. Looks like somebody's not going to have his ride any longer," Billy wiggled the keys as he walked away from the man.

"Tito, this will teach you a good lesson. Now, don't you dare to hit another woman, 'cause then, little Emma will know and she will come to get you. Understood, or you still don't understand English?" Emma sneeringly said to the man while Billy placed his arm around her.

"Bodie, take it to Bones' shop. That baby is sure going to make that fatass happy. Nice Buick, by the way, Tito. I'll tell Sammy that you're still alive," Billy looked at Tito over his shoulders and continued his way to his car with Emma by his side.

Billy tossed the keys to Bodie as he gave Billy a sharp nod and made his way to the 1987 black Buick with new chrome wheels. Bodie opened the door and turned the engine on, leaving the place and Tito without a car.

Emma got in Billy's car, sitting on the passenger's seat while Billy sat on the driver's seat as he turned on the car, making it roar. While Billy drove out of that area, Emma grasped Billy's hand, that was resting on the manual gearshift, and started to caress him as she tried to calm down her fuming mood. Billy glanced at her and abruptly parked the car near the sidewalk, he got out of the car, slamming the door and directing himself to the passenger's door. Emma's hand was gripping her door's handler, when Billy brusquely opened the door and dragged Emma to him.

"What you did over there was so fuckin' sexy," he admitted as he smoothly bended her over the hood while he started to nibble her neck.

"Oh, really?" she asked while she reclined her head leaving more room for access.

Billy stopped and stood leering at Emma while she sat up on the hood, wondering what he would do. He unzipped his zipper and opened her legs, making room for him. She placed her arms around him and collided her lips with his, making their tongues sway while his arms sneaked under her blouse, deepening their kiss.

" If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends. Make it last forever, friendship never ends", Emma's cellphone started to ring.

Billy groaned while he stopped everything and his plans got ruined.

"Oh, it's Aubrey, Billy," Emma said to Billy as she dug for her cellphone in her pocket. She already knew that it was her, because that ringtone is only for Aubrey's caller ID.

"Agh!" Billy groaned as he zipped his pants on and started to pace around the sidewalk.

Billy was rubbing his shaved head when he noticed a teenage boy watching and enjoying the show.

"What the fuck are you looking at? You think this is free porn? Move your ass before I shoot your brains out. You witless punk!" Billy barked at the boy who was hiding in the back of a car, making him to ran as fast as he could.

"Hello? Aubrey?" Emma answered.

"Emma..." Aubrey barely spoke.

"Aubrey are you ok?" Emma's tone became a worried one.

"Emma, could you please come to my house?" she asked with a cracked voice and then started to sob, "I need your help. Emma, please."

"Aubrey, calm down. I'll be there. I'll be there, just calm down, ok? See you in a couple of minutes," Emma hung up, jumping off the hood, then she opened the passenger's door.

"Billy, baby, please take me to Aubrey's place."

"E-," Billy was going to argue but Emma's bothered expression made him keep silence and he gave her a sharp nod.

Both got in the car and left that street, driving to Aubrey's apartment, that was near. In a couple of minutes, Billy parked his 1969 Ford Mustang in front of the apartment complex.

"Are you going to stay here, Billy?" Emma asked while she opened the door.

"Yeah, make sure to be here in time," he lighted a cigarette while she kissed his cheek.

"I'll be right back, baby," she said placing her foot on the pavement but Billy grasped Emma's left hand, making her stay in the car.

"If I get too bored, I'll go up and drag your ass down here, whether you like it or not," he warned her while she smiled.

"Drag me, bite me, handle me, whatever! But don't you dare to search for another type of fun that it's not me, Darley!" Emma warned as she gave him a passionate kiss and left the car.

Billy saw her heading upstairs, when his phone started to vibrate.

"Joe, what the fuck took you so long?" Billy answered.

"Billy, bro, calm down. The stupid whore who attended us, thought we were going to rob the damn store, man. They called security and shit!" Joe replied as Billy could hear he was in some public place.

"Where you at?"

"I'm leaving the fuckin' store now, Billy. Paul saw one that she will like and we bought that one."

"Joe, you better tell me that you bought the one I fuckin' told you to buy!"

"Sorry, bro. Paul saw another one, he said that she-."

"Put Paul on the phone."

"But Bi-"

"NOW!"

"Yes? Billy! Hi!" Paul answered shyly.

"I'll bust your ass, Paul! You didn't bought the one I told you to? It was so damn easy! The one with the fucking blue shit on it!"

"Billy, sorry, man. But there was a lot of ones with the blue shit on it, man."

"I don't give a damn! Now, listen to me, and listen well. Get your ass back to the store and bought the one that I told you!"

"Billy, we saw one that she will go crazy for, man. C'mon, man, I'm her brother, I kinda know her better, ya know. Before you say another thing, Billy, just wait till we show it to ya."

"Paul, I better be fuckin' in love with that shit or I'll send you on a shift with Baggy. Ya know, it'll be fuckin' bond time with him, since you're having fun with his sister."

"Ye-ye-yeah, Billy. You'll love it!"

"Show it to me when we crash at the Four Roses."

"Ok, we'll see you there."

"Put Joe on the phone."

"Bro-," Joe tried to say something but Billy interrupted him.

"Joe, I gave you this important task and you can't even manage Paul's ass? What the fuck is your problem? I thought you had the balls to teach Paul some things. Dumbass!"

"You done?"

"You better fuckin' watch it, Joe. I'm not your whore, in case you didn't notice, and you better fuckin' respect me. Speaking about her, what's her damn problem?"

"My bad, Billy. But you never let me speak, always shutting me down, man. I'm not fucking stupid! Paul saw that one and we bought it, but when you sent me the picture of the one that you wanted, I bought it when Paul was checking some hoes out! If you don't like Paul's, you'll have yours. And what do you mean? You with Aubrey? What's wrong with her?"

"Finally, you've been using that dump shit we call brain. And I don't know, she called Emma and now we are here, you better keep that hoe in her place, I don't want her dragging Emma with her all the time."

"Yeah, whatever. I'll call her, and please, Billy, don't call her that. She's not a whore. She's my girl, bro."

"Fuck it, then. How much did you spend?"

"The one you liked was more than two thousand and Paul's was a thousand."

"Exact total!"

"$4,021."

"WHAT? Shit! Fuck! Ok, ok, ok! She's worth it. From our nights or from our savings?"

"At first I was gonna go with the savings, but man-"

"To the point, Joe."

"Both."

"Fuck, Joe! Ok, fine. But say goodbye to your dream of having your own ride, Joey."

"But, man, we are going to do some break and enter tonight. Me and Paul. Plus, we can sell the one that you don't like, Billy. C'mon, man!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. No can do, Joey. Looks like you'll have to rollerblade around our turf," Billy mocked Joe as he exhaled the toxic smoke.

"Fuck you! Asshole!" Joe barked angrily.

"I love you too, Joey. Now, get your fuckin' ass back to your corner. Watch Paul, he sees a whore and he starts to fuck around things," Billy flipped his phone, hanging up and leaving Joe with a tantrum.

In the meantime, Emma was with Aubrey on her living room, trying to calm down at the news Aubrey gave her.

"What? Aubrey!" Emma gasped as she stood up from the couch and started to pace around the room.

"Do you remember Paul's birthday party? I split up from the party, because I couldn't stand Joe with some whore and just when I was walking through the parking lot I threw up there. Emma, what I'm going to do?" Aubrey pressed her lips while a worried air swathed her.

"That was over three months ago, Aubrey."

"Yeah, and you remember when I started to gain weight? I was so hungry! I ate anything! But I thought it was the fast food and shit."

"What are you gonna do?"

"I'm not going to be a murderer, Emma."

"Good! I'm happy about that decision, Aubrey!"

"But-But what about Joe?"

"What about him?"

"We just started to be together, officially. I don't want him to leave me because of this."

"He won't. That kid has a nice heart. Joe loves you, Aubrey, he will never leave you."

"I hope so, 'cause I love that fool!"

"Wow, Aubrey. I'm happy for ya! This is a blessing, Aubrey!"

"I'm worried, but I'm happy at the same time. I just don't know what I'm going to say to Joe."

"It's Jo-" Emma tried to ask.

"What are you asking, Emma? There's no doubt!"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"It's ok."

Emma sat next to Aubrey and hugged her, smiling at her and said, "Aubrey, I just can't believe that you're pregnant!"