by Mz. Lady P
*****
Aunt Ruth was sitting at the kitchen table smoking on cigarette with a bottle of Jack Daniels in front of her. I grabbed a chair and sat at the table with her. I looked and there were numerous black and white photos on the table. I picked a couple up and looked at them. I was shocked to see pictures of Thug at different times.
“What’s all of this about?” I said as threw the pictures across the table.
“I’ve always had high hopes for you. That’s why I gave you the drug game. It was my dream to make you the Boss of all Bosses. You have the streets out here in the A on lock, but not like you used to. You’ve failed me. I don’t even feel right calling you God anymore. You let this motherfucker treat you like you’re beneath him. He’s too powerful. Little too powerful for my taste. Especially since you’re supposed to be the chosen one.
“The moment I took you out of that bitch Peaches’ arms, I had a plan for you. After I put all of my blood, sweat, and tears into molding you into the perfect Kingpin, you manage to fuck that up in one motherfucking visit to Chicago. The plan was for you to go down there and take that motherfucker out. Imagine my surprise when I get a call from Don Santerelli telling me you done fell in love with this nigga bitch. No, let me rewind that, you hit that motherfucker up and he didn’t die.”
“Hold the fuck up! I don’t know what type of motherfucking drug you’re own right now, but you sound crazy as fuck right now.
“What’s so crazy about what I’m saying, Quaadir?”
“I don’t know who you are right now. You’re not the woman that raised me. I’m trying to wrap my mind around what the fuck you saying to me right now. I walk in and you have pictures of my brother on the table like you’ve had him under surveillance or some shit!”
I watched as she poured herself a shot and flamed up another cigarette. She gave off this devilish ass smirk. It was then I saw a side of her that I never seen. This woman was the devil. This woman, whom I’ve loved all my life, never had good intentions for me. There was always an ulterior motive behind it.
“You should feel ashamed of yourself sitting over there calling that motherfucker your brother. He doesn’t give a fuck about you, that’s why you sitting over there with a broke ass nose. I know you wondering why I feel this way towards Thug. No man should have that much power. It’s time you do what the fuck you need to do and take over as Head Nigga in Charge. When I sent you out there to kill him, you failed. Now you’re in deeper and closer to him and his family. Now is the time for you to get rid of him, once and for all. I raised you. Your loyalty is to me, not to them or that Thug Inc. shit you walking around here repping.”
“Wait a minute, let me get this shit straight so that I can understand. You were the one who actually sent me out to Chicago to kill Thug and not Don Santerelli?”
I was now standing to me feet, looking down at her. She was sitting and speaking so nonchalantly. Like the shit she was saying to me was nothing.
“Exactly. Who do you think put them on the payroll? I’ve sent any and everybody at them that I could. All them motherfuckers failed and got themselves killed, including the bitch Tahari’s family members. I go wayyy back with her grandmother Serpent. In case you don’t know who Serpent is, that’s Venom, Snake, and Python’s mother. We were the best of friends growing up. We built the foundation for the Chicago faction. That shit was supposed to remain in our families only, not in the Kenneth family.”
“I can’t believe this shit. Did you ever love me? Was anything you ever done for me or my wife and kids genuine? You knew he was my brother and you sent me out there to kill him.”
I swiped all of the pictures off of the table.
“It was genuine to a certain extent, but I took you from Peaches so that you could serve a purpose in my life and in my drug empire. The moment I laid eyes on you I knew that you would be destined for greatness. So all this shit with you letting Thug steal your shine is unacceptable. I’ve stood back in the shadows in the hopes that Thug would finally be taken out, but it hasn’t happened. It’s up to you to take that motherfucker out and take your rightful place as King of the Streets. I didn’t lay the foundation for you to be a part of his crew. I laid it so you can run it. So like I said, you need to take that motherfucker out.”
“Do you hear what you’re saying right now? You want me to kill my brother. Not to mention your nephew.”
“Technically, you and Thug are my grandsons.”
“Oh really! I need you to enlighten me, because all my life I was raised believing you were my aunt.”
I looked up to see my mother, Aunt Gail, and Aunt Sherita coming inside the back door. I was glad I’d left it unlocked. Peaches came over and kissed me on the forehead.
“Aww ain’t that sweet,” Aunt Ruth said as she acted like she was going to throw up.
“Cut the bullshit you, old ass bitch. Tell us what the fuck is going on. What the fuck have we ever did to you? I’m standing here with a hole in my shoulder because you want me dead. Why are you working with Python against us? From the revelation that we just heard, this shit is deeper than what we think.”
Gail bent down and picked up the pictures and started looking through them. She shook her head and handed them to Peaches.
“You crazy old bitch!” Peaches reached across the table and started choking the shit out of her ass.
“Don’t kill her yet. We need to find out what we came here for.”
Sherita grabbed Peaches back. I was literally at a loss for words. I stared at her dead on, trying to figure out if there ever was a sign that she was against me, but there wasn’t. How is it possible that this lady was doing a complete one eighty on me? I can’t catch a break. I ran my hand over my face trying to keep the tears away. This shit was hurting me to the core. How was I ever going to get over this?
“Get to talking bitch. I ain’t got all day to be dealing with your psychotic ass. I’m just hurt to know that you went out of your way to hurt us. What have we ever done to you?”
“You were born and I never wanted girls. So each time I gave birth to a girl, I gave it to one of my hoes that worked at my brothel. Which is who actually raised you and you believed was your mother. But she fucked up when she gave you my recipe for dope and that wasn’t a part of the plan. I threatened to kill that bitch if she didn’t give me something to make me feel better and she knew not to fucking play with me. So that’s why she convinced you to give me Quaadir. He’s always been the chosen one, not Thug. No need to worry, he had the best life a kid could have. I guess it’s good he did come with me since you’re not that much of a mother anyway.”
“You are sick and demented. I’m happy as hell you gave me away. That’s the best thing you could have ever done for me and my sisters. I’m not mad at you. I’m actually glad that you did because it made me who I am today. My only regret was giving you my son. He was nothing but a pawn in your sick ass game. Just knowing that you have all these surveillance photos of Thug and you dealing with Python’s ass, I don’t need to hear anymore. It’s obvious who has been against my kids and me from the jump. I just hate it took us so long to figure it out.”
I couldn’t listen to this shit anymore. This bitch sitting across from me had caused too much pain. At this point, nothing she reveals or says will help me, my mother, or my aunts. She’s hurt us enough. And knowing that I loved her with everything inside of me killed my soul. I didn’t care whether she had cancer or not because that definitely wouldn’t be her demise. I pulled my gun from my waist and let off as many rounds as I had in it in her ass.
“Thank God! I was tired of hearing her ass. Let’s go home. You gone be okay, nephew. You’re with your real family and we love you,” Gail said.
“I think I’m going to be sick,” Sherita said as she rushed over and vomited in the sink. Gail went over and helped her get cleaned up. The whole time I was sitting in the same spot, holding the smoking gun, trying to will myself from blowing my own fucking brains out. Everything I thoug
ht to be real was fake. Peaches walked over to me and removed the gun from my hand. She lifted my chin up so that she could talk directly into my eyes.
“Let me tell you something Quaadir Kenneth, you are my son and one of the best things that has ever happened to me. Had I known that this bitch was just using you as a pawn, I would have fought for you to the bitter end. I was young and I didn’t know any better. I was raised to believe that Mona was our mother. No, she was my mother and she took damn good care of us. She’s not here to defend herself or explain, so it doesn’t matter and I don’t even care. I have you in my life and that’s all that matters.
There’s nothing this bitch can do now to rip our family apart. She thought that she could pit us against each other and act like she was a godsend to us, but in the end we won baby. We found each other. You don’t ever have to worry about shit again. I love you. We all love you. Come on, baby. Let me take you home to Chicago where you belong.”
Peaches grabbed me by the hand and led me out of the house. The same house that I grew up in was the now the house that I hated. How could a house full of great memories turn into a house of horrors? I had no idea how I was going to get through this shit. At the same time, I was glad that I found out Ruth’s true intentions. I would’ve ended up killing her ass anyway, because I was never going to kill Thug. Granted when I didn’t know he was my brother and I wanted to kill him. That shit was business. I’ve built an unbreakable bond with not only Thug, but my entire family. Thug is my best friend outside of being my brother. I would never bring harm to him. He would give his life for me without hesitation, and I would do the same for him.
About an hour later, I’d boarded a flight back to the Chicago, still confused about the things that had transpired. I’d lost so much in a matter of months. I needed Keesha and my kids more than ever at this point. The chapter of what I thought was my life was now over and it was time to let that shit go and focus on my future with my family.
Chapter 22- When It’s all Said and done
Thug
The whole family had been out all day trying to find Gail with no luck. It was late at night and I’d told everyone to just head home and we could regroup in the morning. Markese and Mike were apprehensive, but I knew it was for the best. I had met up with Adonis because he had some information on where I could find the nigga Python. I didn’t even tell the rest of the family how Adonis had been helping me. He was like my ace in the hole. So far all of the information that he’d brought me panned out. When he disappeared and then reappeared all of sudden, I was skeptical, but he’s proven his loyalty to this family. I’m glad he did because he was on my list for people to murk. My list was no longer that long since I’d killed all of my enemies over the years. Just sitting back and thinking about the shit is giving me a hard on out of this world.
I knew in my gut this nigga Python is behind kidnapping Gail. All the evidence points to him. I also needed to get at him for playing with my wife’s heart and wasting her time. I already had every intention on killing him from the jump. I was just waiting for a valid reason. Not that I needed one.
I just had to be able to show my wife that he wasn’t shit and he’d proved me right. I knew when he made his surprise ass appearance there was going to be trouble. Anything remotely related to Venom or Snake I knew was no fucking good. I had to give it to him though, he did a hell of a job at playing the victim to his child molester ass Momma. I don’t even believe that story now.
I was glad that Quanie no longer had dealings with Python. Quanie never elaborated to me as to why he hated his father these days, but I knew it had to be serious when he told me he didn’t care if I killed him because he’d never been a father to him anyway. For some reason I thought it was so much more to it than that, but I didn’t ask. I was happy he was onboard because I would’ve hated to leave my mother a widow and the twins fatherless. I have to kill any and all potential threats, but just seeing Quanie point his gun at his father and some of his men, I knew he didn’t care about that nigga.
As I headed towards Python’ condo I couldn’t do shit but think of Quaadir. I felt bad as hell for fighting him and breaking his nose. That shit just showed me that I was a crazy ass nigga behind Tahari. I never meant to break my brother’s nose. Just seeing my wife hugging him did something to me.
I’d been calling so that I could apologize but the nigga wasn’t answering. He was sending my ass to the voicemail and leaving my texts messages unanswered. I wasn’t mad at him, though. He had every right to be in his feelings. I just needed him to know that he was my brother and I was sorry. I pride myself on the love of my siblings, so the fact that he and I weren’t on the best of terms was fucking me up in the head. I finally have all of my brothers and that shit meant everything to me. I’ve never in my life been the type of nigga to apologize for shit if it wasn’t to my wife, and I hate to apologize to her ass because she takes that shit to the extreme.
However, Quaadir deserves the biggest apology ever. We’ve come too far in building our relationship and friendship to end it over my jealous ways. I just can’t help it, though. My wife got the best pussy on the planet. I’m not trying to share that shit with anybody. In my head I’m her first, last, and her everything. In reality, the only nigga I knew that had it was dead and I liked it that way. My brother got a sample by default. Had it not been for Peaches, I probably would’ve killed him years back. That’s my nigga though, and I wouldn’t trade him for the world.
*****
All of the lights were off at Python’s condo when I pulled up. I knew that his ass was most likely gone by now but I wanted to make sure I saw that shit for myself. I tightened the strings on my all-black hoodie and I checked the chamber of my gun. I hopped out my truck with my gun down to my side. I checked all of the doors and they were locked. I went around and saw that the patio door was shattered. I stepped inside and that’s when I heard a man’s voice and what sounded like moaning. I walked through the house trying to find out where the moaning was coming from.
I stepped into the kitchen and that’s when I saw Python on the floor in a puddle of his own blood. Someone was standing over him aiming a gun at him. I couldn’t see the full body of the person but I was able to see the black glove with the sparkle of diamonds shining on the wrist. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out who in the hell kills people iced the fuck out. I must say my money looks good on my wife. I stepped all the way into the kitchen and she locked eyes with me. She turned back around and let off a shot into Python’s gut.
“Ahhhhhh!” He howled out in pain as he held his stomach.
“I thought I told you to go home and wait until I got there.” I say in a low tone in her ear.
“If I was going to retire Boss Lady Inc., I needed to go out with a bang. Not to mention getting rid of the last of my bloodline that walked the Earth. I knew you could handle him, but it would be even better if we did it together. A Boss and his Boss Lady, what better way to end a dynasty than to do it with your better half?” Tahari reached back and pulled my head in so that we could kiss.
“That’s real. Did he tell you anything about Gail?”
“Yeah. She got away from his ass.”
Tahari let off another shot in his right leg. That shit made me jump because I didn’t expect for her to let off that shot in mid-conversation.
“You sexy ass fuck when you torturing people. Feel that, got me rocked up.”
I grabbed Tahari’s hand so that she could feel my dick. She turned around and we started to kiss passionately. The whole time that we were engaged in the kiss, I had my gun pointed and one eye opened watching his ass.
“I’m ready to take you home and do that motherfucker the right way.”
“Well you know we got a murder to commit first but before we do that. Let’s find out why he was talking to Feds and why he never meant you or your sisters any good.”
I felt Tahari needed to know so that she could have closure and move on from all of the year
s of hurt and pain that her family had caused her.
“After all that I’ve been through at the hands of these people, it doesn’t even matter to me anymore. I already know the reason and I’m looking at him. Every enemy, friend, or foe that ever trespassed against me was mad at me for loving you. I chose you then and I choose you now. I’ll do the shit all over again if it meant I could meet you, marry you, and give birth to all your babies.
“You’re all the family and validation I need. Nobody can hurt me to the point where I give up or walk away from you. You’ve made me the happiest woman in the world. Which is more than I can say for my supposed-to-be family members. This beef started before we were ever born. Our parents started it and we get to finish it and live our happily ever after. You see, you met me at my lowest point and you loved me despite the black eyes and bruises. I met you, and if I can remember correctly, you said it was fate that brought us together. I used to think you were crazy, but after all of these years together. I know for a fact it was fate. It was meant for us to go through everything with each other.
“When I was younger, I dreamed of a Fairytale life with my Prince Charming, but that was just a dream. I had no idea my reality would be a nigga named Thug with Pussy Monster tatted across his chest. No matter what, you’ve always been here to save me. Right now you’re here to defend my honor. Even when I’m hardheaded and I don’t listen, you turn right around and go hard for me.
“I’ll never love another man and another man could never replace you. You’ve been more than just a husband, my best friend, and the father of my children. You’re my knight in shining armor and I don’t know where I would be without you. From the beginning of our love affair you gave me that Thug Passion, you took me to Thug Paradise, and now can finally live our happily ever after in Thug’s Mansion. Let’s kill this motherfucker and go home to our babies.”