heâd be the one to inherit the throne.
âHowâs Hal?â Mitch asked as he stood up and stretched. âShe aâight?â
âShe was in the fucking rehab center. I had the muâfucka shot up with her inside. Now sheâs laid up on the fifth floor,â was all Malek could say, his voice cracking from emotion. Admitting to himself that Halleighâs circumstance was his fault was like taking a bullet himself.
âWhat?â Mitch asked. âWhat was she doing there? You shouldâve made sure she was in pocket before you put that order in, fam. You know that. She shouldâve been right underneath you, just so you were sure she wasnât in harmâs way.â Mitchâs tone was more that of a concerned boyfriend than a supportive best friend.
Malek didnât like the way Mitch was coming at him, but he couldnât really get mad, because everything Mitch was saying was right. He didnât appreciate another nigga speaking on his relationship with Halleigh, but he was too tired to start anything. He held his tongue, unaware that Mitch had larceny in his heart.
âI know, fam, I know. Donât rub salt in it, my nigga.â Malek extended his hand to Mitch.
Mitch embraced Malek and grabbed his coat as they began to leave. âI got to piss.â Mitch tossed Malek his car keys. âGo grab the whip. Iâll be out in a minute.â
Malek nodded his head and exited the hospital.
Mitch headed over to the elevator. He looked around inconspicuously before pressing the call button, and then slipped into the space unnoticed as he headed to the fifth floor. He walked casually down the hall, peeking his head into each room until he saw Halleighâs silhouette in a darkened room. He knocked lightly but didnât wait to be invited in before he stepped into the room.
Both his slight knock and presence caused Halleigh to open her eyes from her light sleep.
âWhatâs good, ma? How you feeling?â he asked as he walked over to her and sat on the edge of her bed.
Halleigh sat up and nervously fidgeted with her hair. She never felt completely comfortable around Mitch because of the history they shared. She looked behind Mitch, expecting to see Malek walk through the door behind him. When he didnât, she asked, âWhat are you doing here?â
âI came here with Malek to check on you. I just want to make sure youâre straight.â Mitch looked over his shoulder to make sure the coast was clear. He turned his attention back to Halleigh and began to speak in a whisper. âMalek went a little bit crazy, Hal. I donât know whatâs up with him lately, so be careful, ma. I know youâre with him now, but I care about you, and I donât want to see you caught out there on some bullshit.â
Halleighâs eyebrows furrowed, and a look of confusion washed over her face. âWhat are you talking about, Mitch?â
Mitch began his infiltration into his comradeâs relationship with the girl he truly had desires for. âMalek thought you were stepping out on him, Hal. He had you followed and then gave the order to have the building you were in shot up.â
Halleigh didnât speak. She just lay there shaking her head.
âItâs true, Halleigh,â Mitch said convincingly. âHe knew you were inside. His jealousy over you is crazy. I donât want to see you hurt.â
Mitch was manipulative. He knew he was planting seeds to cause problems in their relationship. His lies might not do much now, but they would remain in Halleighâs head until they manifested into a bigger problem. He was going to chip away at Halleighâs trust for Malek until he could snatch her, and then take the streets away from Malek.
âNo, he wouldnât do that,â Halleigh finally responded.
Mitch stood up and nodded his head as if he understood her choosing to be in denial over her boyfriendâs