His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies by C. Tamika novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251

Elena

Hi Lena,

It’s good to talk to someone from San Diego.

It took me some time to get back, and I would like to apologize for that, but I’m a bit shocked.

This is not quite what I meant when I said I needed someone to talk to, and I’m a bit confused as to why you would send me a prison riddle,’ but so be it.

You asked me if I knew what kind of bars

won’t keep a prisoner in jail.

The answer to that corny question is obviously chocolate bars. Even though the riddle was a bit weak, the intentions were definitely there, and you’ve caught my attention.

I think it’s only fair for me to ask you something in return. I was very intrigued by not only your way of talking but also your use of emojis, so I just have to ask. How old are you?

Marvin

“W-what?” I mumbled, confused. I almost fell from my bed and rubbed my eyes to see whether I was dreaming or not.

It was still early. Of course, I was dreaming. This couldn’t be real. I reached beside me to turn on my lamp before I took another look at my phone.

No matter how many times I read the message, it was still there. That Marvin guy from the pen pal program had really sent me something in return. I had forgotten all about him, and two weeks had already passed.

“What!” I gasped as I read through the message for what would’ve been the fifth time. This was the first time I interacted with someone in prison, and I could hardly believe it. “What the fuck.”

I dialed Victoria’s number and waited for her to answer the phone. “Come on, come on.” I whispered.

“Lena?” Victoria spoke. I let out a relieved breath and didn’t know where to start. “Tori, he has answered!” 1 yelled out. “The Marvin prison guy from the bet actually replied, and his message is kind of rude, actually a bit terrifying-but that doesn’t really matter, because he honestly answered, and I don’t know what the hell I have to do now and-”

“Calm down!” Victoria stopped me from talking before she let out a squeal. “Hold up, he replied?”

“Yes!”

“Oh my god!”

“I know!”

“So, what are you going to do?” Victoria wondered. I hadn’t even thought about that, and we hadn’t even expected him to reply. “I don’t know!” I stressed. “Do I write him back? Do I ignore him? What do I do!”

“Write him back, of course!”

This was all some kind of adventure for Tori. We lived in an extremely brave neighborhood where the chances of meeting someone who had gone to prison were about zero to one.

“Tori, are you serious?” I frowned. “Yes!” Tori spoke and let out another squeal. “Wait, what did he say? Read the message!”

“O-okay.”

I read Tori the message and cringed even more after reading it out loud. My message sounded so embarrassing, but it was only because I had no idea he would actually reply.

“Oh no!” Tori laughed out loud. “He’s definitely making fun of you, and he probably thinks you’re like fifteen.”

“I know. “I sulked in embarrassment. Something inside of me told me that it was necessary to reply, but only so I could clear up our misunderstanding. It probably didn’t even matter because it wasn’t as if I would hear from him ever again. “Tori, what do I say?”

“Just end the conversation on a good note, Tori told me. “Thank him for replying and tell him that it was all a stupid bet and that you wish him the best

“Good plan!”

“Don’t hang up. I’ll send something right now.”

I took my time to type my response and read it out loud for Tori.

Dear Marvin,

Yes, the answer is chocolate bars, but I must say, you’ve hurt my feelings ||

To be honest, this started as a bet, and I didn’t even know you would reply. I promise you I’m not always like this, and I also don’t make corny jokes in real life!

I’m 21, by the way (almost 22)

I’m sorry for my use of emojis, but I just can’t help myself

Anyway, I’m so sorry for bothering you, but now that you’ve actually replied, it means we can all let this rest!

Thanks for the reply, and wishing you all the best!

Lena

“See,” Tori spoke. “That wasn’t that difficult, now was it?”

“Should I send it?” I asked. I had the urge to keep this in my drafts and to delete his message. “You should!” Tori encouraged me. “You have nothing to lose, and it’s a polite thing to reply.”

“Okay,” I spoke with closed eyes as I carefully pressed send. “Wait!” Tori suddenly called out. “You didn’t add any emojis this time, right?”

“Shit!”