Chapter 46: Finding Frankie
Mae had walked out onto Franklin's deck, and dialed Frankie's phone, the phone rang three times before it went to voicemail "Hey, this is Vinewood's best Mr. FC leave a message after the beep ma niggas" (beep) Mae hung up the phone, and walked back into the house. She sat back in her spot between Missy and Mark, Missy put her arm around Mae and held her "Did you get ahold of him Caramel?" she asked "No, it went to voicemail" Mae replied. Mark kissed Mae "We'll find him boo" he told Mae, the three stood up and decided to leave "What's his license plate number Franklin?" Mark asked. "FCJ-4489" he replied. "We won't come back til he's found." Missy told Franklin. The trio walked out the door, and got into Missy's truck. Mark took the wheel, while the 2 girls sat in back.
They drove all over Rockford Hills, looking for Frankie's new car, Mae's phone rang, she checked the caller ID, it was Frankie "Where the fuck are you!?" she asked angrily "I'm in Vespucci Beach, at my new crib." Mae was relieved that her brother was alright. "I'm coming over, stay there." "You don't know which house it is." He told her "No, but I know what you drive, and the license plate number. I'll find you." Mae said as she hung up the phone. They pulled up to a big beach house, it was a 2 story house, they aaw Frankie's car in the driveway. They pulled in the driveway and put the truck in park.
The trio got out of the truck and walked up to the door, Mae knocked on the door, a heavyset res haired white woman answered the door "Who the hell are you people, and what do you want?" Mae looked at the woman confused "Uh, we might have the wrong house is Frankie Clinton here?" the woman nodded "Hey Frankie, there's 2 tramps and a thug at the door to see you!" she shouted through the back of the house. Frankie walked into the room, he handed the woman a $50 bill "Thanks Martha." He told her. "Anytime" Martha said as she picked up a laundry basket and walked towards the back of the house.
Nae and the siblings walked into the house and sat on the couch. Frankie sat down on the chair across from them "What brings you by?" he asked. "Dad said you left yesterday, he told me to track you down." "Ah shit, well tell him I'm safe. And doing good, look at this house. It's nice right?" Mae nodded "Why did you move out?" she asked. "I got a life to live, I can't be around there hearing their problems. They're too fucked up for me, I booked." Martha walked in carrying beers, she handed them out to everyone including Frankie. "Thanks." Mae said, Martha held her hand out puzzling Mae. "Well I didn't do this for free sugar tits, where's my tip?" Martha asked sarcastically. Mark reached into his pocket and gave her a $20, Martha looked at it, and turned around "Cheapskates" she said on her way into the kitchen.
"So who's the smartass?" Mark asked Frankie. "Martha, my housekeeper. She's probably got a joint if you wanna get a little high." Frankie told Mark, he and Missy stood up and went into the kitchen where Martha was folding clothes. Mae still sat on the couch talking to Frankie "Well, glad to see you're doing ok. If you get into any trouble, call me. I'll be right there, pistol ready." She said, the siblings walked back into the room 5 minutes later their eyes bloodshot. Mae stood up, and the three walked toward the door. "Hey, Missy" Frankie said. Missy turned around "What?" she asked Frankie. "Lookin sexy, call me sometime we'll hang out." Missy scoffed "I don't fuck kids." She told him coldly, the three walked out the door, and got into the truck.
