A Gypsy Oath

Wtf

We make it to the outskirts of town when David’s phone rings and we pull into a little bbq joint. I’m the first one out of the truck and I do everything but rip the door off the car to get to Laila, who is shoved into the middle of the car I pull her out of the car, which is down right a u abusive because the top is up. I get her out tho snd stand her in front of me as everyone else runs into the restaurant and acts as tho they are minding their own business.

“ARE YOU OK, WHAT THE f**k WAS YOU THINKING ACTING LIKE THAT IN BAR PARKING LOT”

I don’t mean to scream at her, but I do.

She doesn’t say anything, she doesn’t even move she just stands there and looks at me.

“WHAT, WHAT IS IT LAILA. WHAT IS IT NOW”

I have never been this mad and wound up before, I have also never got my ass kicked for trying to get some one to marry me before. I have also never been rejected before. All this spun together has me on edge. I don’t know how to deal with any of it. I feel like a teenager trying to get with his first girl.

“Your hurt”

“What, I’m fine”

“No your not your eye is turning different colors and looks like it’s swelling closed and your bleeding. Come on we need to find a bathroom and get you cleaned up”

“I said I’m fine”

I tell her and go sit on the curb. I lean my head against my hands and just try to calm down as I hear her heels click away and the bells on the door chime as she opens it. I try to calm my temper snd my nerves as I sit there alone. After a few minutes tho the bells chime again and I hear the clicks and I hear the door to my car open. After a minute I look up to see piece of blue fabric flying into the car and Laila pulling on a shirt with a dancing pig on it over her head, she then rips more blue fabric from under it, however she keeps the boots on and why lie the lace going up her leg is a sexy. She comes over and stand in front of me with a paper cup in one hand and a wad of paper towel in the other, I look up at her and smile.

“Can I help you?”

“I got five older brothers, so we can do this the easy way or the hard way but we are cleaning those cuts. Now how do you want it?”

“Oh baby, give it me good and hard why don’t ya”

I don’t see it coming but she throws the cup of water in my face then kicks me, right between my spread wide legs. I see starts as I hear everyone hit the glass.

“Why can’t you ever just be nice and stay nice, ya know when your being sweet o let myself go and let my self think maybe you do like me but you can’t just go with that no you got to be a jerk and say stupid dirty things”

I’m on the ground holding my crotch trying to catch my breath. I swear I’m gonna killer when I recover.

“Your such a asshat. Why can’t you just be nice and let things take there own course why do you have to be such a perv huh”

I cough as I try to catch my breath and recover. Right then a waitress comes out of the restaurant, and to my shock I know her all to well. I have been messing around with Macy for years now, I broke it off a few months ago because she started talking about marriage and a life together, but I knew better then that. I knew if I married her I would lose everything. Macy comes over to me bends and try’s to help me up. She turns on Laila before I can say or do anything.

“What kind of b***h does the likes of this he wasn’t bothering you, you could have just went inside and left him alone. You didn’t have to hurt him.”

Laila is thrown off balance

“I’m sorry if I wanted the wait staffs help with my love life I think I would have solicited it”

“Not much of a love life from where I’m looking, more like a b***h who can’t take being rejected”

Oh s**t. “Please stop it, Macy go back inside please” I manage to mumble but it doesn’t help anything.

“Oh no you and Macy have fun together in the parking lot, I’ll leave. God knows I wouldn’t want to come between anything you two have going on”

Laila walks inside and then back out to my car gets in it and drives off.

“s**t, s**t, s**t”

David comes out and throws me the keys to his truck.

“Macy your needed inside, Bo drive fast”

That’s all he says as I make my way to his truck and drive off after her. Thanks to very special red light that happens to be broke I manage to catch up to Laila not far from where she left me. I pull the truck in front of the car, jump out and go to the door of my car. When she rolls the window down I reach in unlock the door and pull it open. I lean in put the car in park and remove the keys from it. I’m really sick of her s**t tonight.

“What are you doing you big jerk”

“I’m sick of your s**t now”

“Oh ok well then you should go back to the waitress she’s more your speed any ways. I’ll go back to the city and we will call it all off then.”

That’s what she wants is this called off, not because she doesn’t want me but because she’s scared. Scared of what I don’t know but I don’t care right now I’m this moment. I pull my phone out and dial my fathers number snd he answers on the second ring. He mumbles and ask if I’m alright, I ignore his questions tho and say the most shocking thing any one of us has ever heard me say before.

“I’m peachy, however I’m on my way to judge Matthews house. Me and the girl will be married by dawn”

I hang up the phone and push her to the passenger side. I turn the car on and flip it around, as I speed past the bbq stand I throw David’s keys out the window.

“What do you think your doing, I’m not going to marry you I can’t I’m only seventeen”

“I’m Texas a judge can over rule that and Matthews owes me big time”

“I’m still not going to marry you”

“Oh but you are tonight or in a few months but one way or another you will marry me”

“Well I’m not doing it tonight”

“Yes you are”

“No im not”

“Don’t try me Darlin, we are getting married tonight”

“f**k you Bo”

“That was the plan, Darlin”

She try’s to attach me in the small space of the car but I see it coming this time and block her.

“Jesus Laila, it was a joke. Will you stop for a minute and breath”

“A joke my ass your just a perv who wants to pop a young girls cherry”

“If I say perks of the job will I have eyes left in my head come morning?”

She wails on me harder and I laugh, I deserve it this time. However soon she flips back into the seat, folds her arms and looks out the window.

I pull the car over, throw it in park then get serious.

“All jokes dirty or not aside, I asked you this in the parking lot before the s**t hit the fan”

“Cause you was drunk and horny”

“I wasn’t that drunk and I could have got my d**k sucked off in ten seconds if I would have walked back into that bar”

Her mouth pops open as she looks at me.

“What it’s the truth, I’m being truthful with you”

“Then why would you want to marry me”

“Because”

“Because why”

Do I dare to tell her the real truth. The same truth I have been hiding from everyone for months now.

“Full truth all out is that what you really want?”

“Yes, yes it is”

“My real name isn’t Bo, it’s just what my sisters have called me since I was born. It stuck and everyone else has called me it since”

“What’s your real name then, and what does this have to do with anything?”

“My real name is Robert Montgomery- I pause for a moment and let the name I have been using on social media sink in then add -DeClare”

“No, your lying”

“No I’m not, I used my first and middle name that’s all”

“No, no way, nooooo”

She doesn’t want it to be me that she’s been talking to for months on end, she doesn’t want it to be me who’s been calling her very night, talking to her till she falls asleep. She doesn’t want it to be me that she told just the other day she couldn’t love because she was oath bound to a stranger, she didn’t know who but she knew when she turned eighteen she would have to marry him. She doesn’t want me to be her Bobby but I am. I take my hat off and mess up my hair and she starts to see it. She still doesn’t want to accept it tho.

“No, you can’t be Bobby. Your lying, he’s sweet and kind and nothing like you”

“Umm he is me so that makes no sense what so ever”

“Noooo, just noooooo”

Then she finds her purse and pulls out her cell phone and dials a number, my number come to find out when she looks at my phone that’s been sitting between us and her f*******: profile picture pops up she drops her phone and her hands fly to her mouth as she gasp.

“I’m sorry Laila I should have told you but I didn’t know how to”

She doesn’t say anything she just looks at me with a panic in her eyes.

“Baby please I’m sorry”

“How? Why?”

She looks at the dash as she ask.

“When I found out who you was I looked you up on f*******:, you wasn’t hard to find once I found your brothers page”

Shes quiet for longer then I like as she processes everything I have just said. She’s just found out that she’s been talking to me for months now, and knows me. I have been acting like a selfish prick since she got here hoping she wouldn’t put things together.it seemed to work to. She finally looks at me then at my phone she picks it up and opens it she goes three my f*******:, my text and then my f*******: messenger. She lets out a little gasp and it don’t take me long to figure out why. She’s looking at my messages to her and the last thing I typed out but didn’t send, the message where I thought to just tell the truth but she was walking in my parents front door. The only thing I lied to her about was my age and right now I don’t think that’s the biggest issue we have.

“You was going to tell me the truth, why didn’t you send this to me?”

“You was walking into my parents front door, what was I suppose to say “hi it’s me Bobby, nice to meet you in person call me Bo wanna get married”?”

“I don’t know but you could have pulled me aside and said something”

We sit in total silence for a while, I let it all sink in and just her space to sort it all out.

“Your not 20 years older your 24”

“Yes, I know that”

“Why did you lie? Did you lie to me about anything else”

“That was it and it’s because I didn’t want you to think I was to old and not talk to me”

“So it’s been you all along”

“Yep”

“You let me fall in love with you, you say and listen to my cry my heart out telling you I couldn’t be with you because of some stupid bullshit my parents did and you never thought to tell me the truth and save my heart from braking?”

“Oh it crossed my mind, more then once”

“So why didn’t you”

“Scared”

“Of what?”

“That you’d hate me”

She give me a look then launch’s herself across the car at me. When she wraps her arms around me, it catches me off guard. It’s not till I wrap my arms around her that I notice she’s crying.

“Darlin, what’s wrong why are you crying”

She doesn’t let go of me, she doesn’t move so much as a inch and I don’t push her to either. I just hold her. Thankful to God that she didn’t turn on me . When she finally pulls away, she whips at her eyes, and hiccups.

“I wish you would have said something, I have felt so bad since I told you about you. It’s why I was so hot and cold the whole time. I thought I would be to big of a headache that you would turn me back and I’d be free to call you and tell you I got you to give me up and I was free to be with you”

“Well then good news, you can be with me YAY!”

“Oh your such a jerk”

“Come on Darlin, forgive me please”

She whips at her eyes again as a fresh wave of tears come over her. I get out of the car and walk around it, open her door and pull her out and into my arms.

“Baby I’m sorry, I am. I didn’t want to hurt you, then I was scared you’d freak out and tell me to f**k off, but I never meant for things to go down like this.”

She nods and wraps her arms around my middle and holds onto me tight as she can. It’s the best feeling in the world. All I want is for her to tell me it’s ok, to tell me we are okay.

“Laila baby, please forgive me for being an ass, for not telling you, for the whole thing”

“I do”

It’s a whisper but I heard her loud and clear I pull back from her and lift her into my arms and kiss her. When I pull back she is still sniffling back tears.

“Tell me you’ll marry me, tonight. Tell me you love me and that you’ll marry me right now”

She nods again

“Woman, word I wanna hear you say it. To my face not a phone.”

“I love you, even if you are a jerk”

She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me into a hug.

“Why did you torcher me like this”

“Cause I’m a bastard”

“You are that”

“I am and I’m sorry Darlin”

She nods as I put her back on the ground and get down on my knees In front of her.

“Laila baby please I’m beggin ya, you know you got my heart and soul. You know me, for months I have spilled my heart out to ya please baby please put me out of my misery and marry me girl?”

“Oh my God get up now”

“Will you”

“Yes, if you just get up now. Your cousin is pulling up now get up”

When I turn my head I see David’s truck coming towards us. He pulls up behind my car. He pops his head out the window and looks at me on my knees on the side of the road.

“Ummm are you ok? Your dad is calling losing his s**t saying your taking her to marry her at Tobys. Should I tell him that we couldn’t find you or do we drag you home brother?”

I turn and look at Laila, it’s her call

“What’d say Darlin?”

She looks at my cousin, then to me, then all around then she grabs her phone and walks off. What the hell, I go to follow her but she hold her hand up as her phone goes to her ear

“Five minutes alone, then I’ll answer you”

I turn and go back to the car, on my way back I hear her twins name Lucas. She’s called her brother, who in the middle of the freaking night answered real quick. I hear her mumble back and forth to her brother on the phone and she cuts me a look two different times, then she nods and hangs up. She comes back over and yells to David “you couldn’t find us”

I look to David as he nods and pulls off then back to her.

“Lucas is calling our mother, he’s going to tell her everything and buy us time to go but we have to go now my father will lose his mind if things don’t go according to plan so that judge you know needs to be able to walk to the window of this car hand us the paper make it legal and we need to get out of Texas and fast. My father has already sent for my brothers and his men. Lucas said he will fill the rest of our brother in and calm them down on the flight down here but to get out of town for a few weeks till things cool down he said he will keep in touch.”

I open the car door and she get in, I call Toby who is formally known as Judge Matthews now a days and tell him everything. He tells me he already has the papers written up and pushed threw and he will be on the side walk in less then five minutes. As I pull up him and his girlfriend is waiting. He leans in the window

“Your Laila I take it!”

“Yes sir”

“Ok, do you really want to marry this piece of s**t loser?”

“What, umm yes”

“Ok then, what about you? You want to marry this girl who’s to good for you?”

“You better your ass I do”

“Ok sign where your names are”

We sign and he hands the paper to his girl friend who uses the hood so she can sign as a witness.

“We’ll look at us becoming a drive three service like Vegas” Toby says

Then he reaches in shakes my hand and give me the marriage license. It done we are legally married, I hit the gas and burn rubber out of town. I know what Lailas brothers can do, they are well known amongst our people for the damage they have done to others who have crossed them. I have done more then just cross them, I basically kidnapped their baby sister, married her and now I’m driving her out of the state to where I don’t know. Only silver lining is we jumped the broom and did what we was going to end up doing in the end anyways. Did I brake the rules? Yes I did, am I going to be lucky if I get threw the next month with my life? Yes I will be.

“Where are we going Bobby?”

Her question snaps me back to the here and now

“Darlin, I got one other thing I need to confess to you, I hate my name with a passion and I hate being called Bobby. Please please please call me Bo, call me dipshit call me anything else but Bobby.”

“Ok Jack off, where are we going?”

I smile at her, and she smiles back at me

“I don’t know where do you want to go”

She thinks for a minute then looks at me

“Paris”

“We ain’t got passports with us, we gotta keep it in the states”

“Florida we can go to the islands and Disney and universal. It will be fun”

“Florida it is then”

I make a u-turn and head the opposite direction. I pull out my wallet and tell her to get on my phone and use the internet to book hotels in the keys for a week and half and we will plan the rest once we are there. We drive till we hit the Florida state line and my eyes are crossing. I look over to tell her I can’t drive no more but she’s asleep in the seat next to me. I pull off a pretty busy exit and find a Hampton Inn and pull in. I get a room and park the car before I wake her up. There is a target across the street latter on we will pull over there and grab a few things, on the way to the room she starts fidgeting and I can’t help but smile at her and pull her close to me.

“Stop your fidgeting, your not getting lucky the second I get you in the room, hate to tell you but I’m for real dead tired and need sleep”

She stops fidgeting and seems to relax at that.

“Are you scared of me”

“No”

“Then why did you stop fidgeting and relax when I said I wasn’t laying hands on you”

“Cause”

Her face is bright red but I’m not letting up, on the phone I couldn’t shut this girl up. I can tell you everything about her, literarily everything.

“Tell me Laila, tell me what your scared of”

“Just stuff leave it alone ok”

“No not ok tell me”

We walk out of the elevator and she grabs the room key and takes off in a rush to the door. She knows I’m not giving up, it’s how I found out when she has her period cause I wouldn’t let up till she screamed at me. I take a minute and do a mental count. That’s not the problem so what the hell.

“Laila will you just tell me so I can go to sleep and not just lay there trying to think of a way to get it out of you”

“It that’s what’s wrong it”

She does a hand gesture and I’m even more puzzled, maybe I’m more tired then I think I am. I give her a puzzled look.

“Geez you are tired, ya know the whole thing “IT” and you know way more and I’m just me and don’t and stuff”

She’s playing with a piece of her hair and looking at the floor. She’s scare of being a virgin, of having s*x the first time. She’s not the first virgin I have been with but she is the first I have respect for.

“Laila I won’t hurt you or push you any further then you feel good with and I promise you this, when I do pop your cherry I’ll make it good baby”

With that she turns and walks into the bathroom and close the door I take my shirt, boots and belt. I empty my pockets of my wallet, my cell phone that has never stopped going off, keys and what ever else is in there. I ran out of smokes and snuff hours ago, so I trash the packaging. I hear the shower come on and with that I make my way to the bed and pass out.