Told ya'll I would update again...
" We gotta talk." Kaline said as he saw the less than happy face his father had on upon seeing him; undoubtedly he would rather it be Cleo sitting at that table than him.
" Who fucked ya ass up?" Nathan said as the C.O unshackled him and let him into the attorney/inmate room.
" Cleo." Kaline didn't try to hide his bruise but instead was thankful it lead this conversation straight to the point, he didn't wanna be here but desperate times called for desperate measures.
Instantly Nathan gained a real interest in what his son had to say. Ever since he'd pulled off that hit on the man Hector had set him on, Nathan had been hounding Hector for answers as to why Cleo came to see him that day, but to no avail. He'd tap dance his way around Nathan's direct questions, and even when Nathan would try and slick up his candor a little the result remained the same. Hector had a hidden relationship of an unknown means with his Cleo, and this shit had only flown this long because of his continued effort to leave Ms. Jordan alone; a feat in and of itself. Now that Kaline was offering him a light into that dark tunnel of Cleo's life, the original Lavelle man was all ears.
" And what did you do to deserve that? Got some more children running round out here?" Nathan was taking shots at his son's character because now, as he looked at the still purple bruise on his cheek, he was jealous of him.
Not jealous of him in the normal petty sense, but jealous in the way Kaline could still happen upon Cleo in his everyday life and have an effect on her. If Nathan had the chance he would definitely not waste it, as his son seemed to have done.
" You done with the cute shit?" Kaline looked at the disgusted mug plastered on his father's face and knew he was criticizing him on not being able to keep the fucking angel that was Cleo. In that sense alone Kaline pitied his father. What he absolutely refused to do was see the bad in Cleo, but actually that was all about to change. Kaline was about to lay some shit down that'd have his father's head spinning for days, and the anticipation of Nathan's reaction was damn near killing him.
" Ya diction gon get you fucked up in here lil boy." Kaline's slick comment didn't escape his father's psyche, and the appropriated response was exactly what the pretty boy deserved.
" Man cut all that noise-" Before Kaline could continue his spiel Nathan had reached across the table and decked him quietly with a swift punch to the jaw.
" Hey! Velle no touching!" The C.O hadn't seen the swift punch but had heard the stirring as Nathan returned to his seat, and Kaline shifted in his while holding the left side of his face. He looked on his father with fiery eyes of rage as he took in the fact that although this man barely took on the dad role in his life, he still demanded respect as if he had. What did Cleo see in him?
" Watch your mouth youngblood." Nathan said as he flexed his hands on the table and looked on the young man that'd apparently come from his loins.
" Say what you gotta say and leave me be." Kaline moved his tongue around in his mouth as he tasted blood and decided to do as he was told for once. He leaned over the table so that he hovered just out of Nathan's reach and delivered the news with all the deep seeded hatred that he could muster.
" She's a fucking cleaner! The little angel you keep on that high ass pedestal is a murderer for hire just like you. Seems that money you send her don't do shit but wipe her ass, cuz from what I hear she in the big bucks like you. Just ask ya little friend. Remember what you used to tell me? If they want ya bitch, they take her. If they want ya woman they blind and bribe her. Now you tell me which bill she fits." Kaline threw recent pictures of Cleo while she was at the MGM grand as she slyly pulled a gun from her bag before entering Hamilton's hotel room the night of the fight, another flick followed of Cleo egging on Hamilton's advances towards her at Walt's after party( he'd stolen the tapes from Cleo's possession and consequently destroyed them). It'd cost Kaline a pretty penny to have a sly ass female do his bidding, but with the pipe and chunk of money he laid her down with, she had no choice.
Nathan's mouth was agape with obvious surprise as he realized the love of his life was heading down the same destructive path as he had; only her reasons were bigger than he could've ever imagined.
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