Chapter 18: Headspin
POV: Happy
"Happy! Put me down, asshole!" I slam her into the ground.
"You want to fucking kill yourself? Do it on somebody's else watch! " I pick her back up and shake her. She fucking knees me in the groin. I'm going to have to break her knee. I drop like a sack of potatoes. She stands over me in her underwear. The water dripping off her body and the sunlight on her skin exudes sex.
"What the fuck is your problem? I wasn't trying to kill myself! I was trying to wash today away! Besides what the fuck do you care if it's on your watch? I love you, asshole! Did I even mean anything to you? If Gordo hadn't found proof, I'd be dead and so would have Marta! You left me in that house to die! I know I lied about my family but I didn't lie who I was with you! Where does Juice have my sister? I'll get her and you'll never hear from me. Whether I die or not won't be your concern unless you want to do it yourself. If that's the case do it now, but look me in the eye when you do it!" Her eyes deceived her and her voice had no control. Tears strolled down and her body trembled. I got up feeling the need to slap her. Her defiance wasn't just in her eyes but her whole body.
My hands gripped her by the arms tight. My eyes pierced through hers into her soul. Her glare didn't soften and her resolve was determined even as she stood her underwear. I pushed her away. She smirked and marched past me back into the water. Fuck!
I turned and began up the path. Half way up my feet froze. A wall now stood in front of me. I looked back to see her emerge on the water's surface and dip back under.
POV: Shelby
I reluctantly re-surfaced from the water after that fight with Happy. He must think pretty low of me now to think I would kill myself like some weak ass bitch. He didn't even have the balls to answer me. Maybe he didn't have an answer because he didn't give a shit. Maybe Tig was right I am just not his type- a dumb, blonde bimbo. I jumped when I felt a hand on me. He was now standing across from me in the water. I didn't dare look down to see if the rest of him was as bare as his chest.
He placed his hand under my chin and I saw the rosary. He kept it. Why if he hates me so much?
"Don't ever fucking lie to me again, Shelby. You understand me, woman?" I didn't answer. I was too choked up. I just jumped on him and passionately kissed him. He kissed me back fiercely. It was all I needed to know he forgave me. I lost track of time as we made love. I was his. Tio Marcos had to have known this would happen. I knew I had his blessing. My head still spun but now full of Happy possibilities.