Allergic 2 Broke

by Carrey, Teruka

  “You better be damn glad you were saved by the bell! ‘Cause I was about to spank that ass!” Kali told her.

  “Whatever ho! I was ‘bout to be one hundred dollars richer fucking with you, but its all good though. Come on before these niggas start tripping. You already know how Black ass be buggin’ out,” Quita said.

  Lexi and Kali also took another shot before they all headed to the guys’ room.

  Quita knocked on the door. Bay-Bay opened the door with a big ass kool-aide smile on his face.

  “Hey baby.” Bay said as he grabbed Quita into a bear hug. He and Quita locked lips and weren’t trying to come up for air. Kali and Lexi had to push pass them to get in the room.

  “What y’all niggas over here doing?” Lexi asked Black.

  “We just sitting over here chillin’, putting our plans in motion,” he said.

  “Oh, that’s what’s up. Where the drinks at though?” Lexi asked looking around the room for the mini bar.

  “Y’all look like y’all already been gettin’ right. We gonna drink a little bit later, don’t worry.” He sat on the bed next to Kali.

  “Why you being so quiet?” He asked her.

  “I’m just chillin’ that’s all,” she said dryly.

  Black grabbed her face and gave her a deep passionate kiss Kali could barley catch her breath. She couldn’t believe he had kissed her like that. ‘Usually he walks around with a stick up his ass.’ She thought. Kali licked her lips and looked at him with a raised eyebrow trying to figure out what had got into him.

  “That was breath talking,” she told him pulling away.

  “Well you deserve it baby. You always come through in a clutch,” Black said.

  Kali just smiled at him.

  Lexi started looking around at everybody all coupled up and felt left out.“Dayyyum y’all mafuckas want me to leave? Y’all going at it like y’all about to fuck right here and now!” Lexi said.

  Quita was sitting on Bay-Bay’s lap playing with his ear.

  “Aww, Lexi we sorry girl. That was rude.” Quita told her.

  “Oh naw, y’all straight. I was just playing. Enjoy yourself.”

  “A’ight y’all, let’s handle business first and pleasure later,” He told them.

  Just then room service knocked on the door with the food Bay-Bay and Black ordered for all of them.

  “Yo, this here is how we gonna play this out ladies,” Bay said pounding his right fist in the palm of his left hand.

  “First of all this isn’t gonna be a regular run. I’m gonna tell y’all what’s going down and Black will tell y’all what role to play.”

  The girls just nodded their heads in approval.

  “There is this big time show off ass nigga named Sousa. He is the target. The nigga is big time. He moves mad work and supplies all five boro’s. Trust me when I tell you this lick is gonna have y’all straight on dough for a minute. The nigga got mad nightclubs and other establishments. This one spot he got over in Queens called the Firm where the major ballers go. It’s plenty money to get out there.” Bay-Bay continued.

  “My boy Mookie from the Bronx used to be one of his front men, so he knows where that nigga’s stash spot is. Our game plan for tonight is to run up in his shit and empty everything in sight. Y’all can’t get distracted ‘cause if you do it could mean your life! Last but not least don’t get too greedy!” Bay told them.

  The way Bay took charge had Quita ready to fuck. She was very impressed by the way he handled himself. The way he spoke very firm and confident had her pussy wet.

  “Right now I’m gonna let Black finish up and give y’all the run down on y’all’s particular parts to play,” Bay said winking his eye at Quita.

  Black stood up in the middle of the floor prepared to finish filling them in.

  “A’ight ladies this is what’s going down. Now that y’all know what we came here for it’s time I let y’all know the parts you’ll play.”

  “Okay, before you get started I have a question,” Lexi said.

  “What is it ma?” Black asked sounding fustrated.

  “Are we doing this tonight or tomorrow?”

  “Tonight, we move in tonight!” Black answered coldy.

  “Damn, we can’t parlay for the night, and handle business tomorrow?” Lexi asked him.

  “Nah shorty. We brought y’all here for business. Chill. As soon as we pull this off me and my boy gonna take y’all out,” Black reassured her.

  “Okay that sounds good,” Lexi told him and let him finish.

  “A’ight let’s get back to buisness. This is what were gonna do. Lexi we need you to go to the Firm and post up and look sexy as fuck to get this nigga’s attention. It ain’t no doubt in my mind that he will try to holla at you, so look. I got your sizes from Kali, and I went out and got you some things to wear,” Black told her.

  “Oh word? What you get me?” Lexi asked pumped.

  “Just chill I got you.” Black went underneath the bed and pulled out two bags.

  When Lexi opened the bags she was speechless. In one bag was a strapless red Versace mini dress and the other bag contained a matching pair of open toe sandals. Quita and Kali just looked at one another in awe, but nobody was as surprised as Lexi.

  “Damn Black you didn’t have to go all out like this,” Lexi told him.

  “I know right,” Quita and Kali said in unison.

  “Oh! Don’t hate ho’s,” Lexi said to them.

  “Neva that boo, boo,” Quita told her.

  “Look ladies, no fighting. All of this is an investment. Besides, if y’all can pull this off y’all can rock nice outfits like this everyday,” Black told them.

  What he didn’t know was that Quita and Kali could rock shit like this on the regular, but they kept it low key for now. They didn’t wannt to tip Black and Bay off that they were stacking their own loot.

  Changing the subject Lexi asked Black to give her a description.

  “Yo, tell me what that nigga looking like?” Lexi was ‘bout it ‘bout it now.

  “He a short light skinned, stocky nigga with wavy hair. I think it’s a fucking s-curl though,” Black said. They all laughed in unison.

  “He mad flashy, always craving attention. You’ll know him when you see him ‘cause he walk with a limp and he has a cane with a gold tiger head on it. He also has this ugly ass burn mark on the side of his face. All I need you to do is keep that nigga occupied until we handle this shit. Yo’ Kali I need you to put her hair up in one of those French buns with spirals. That nigga likes consertive freak bitches,” Black told them.

  “Who you calling a bitch?” Lexi spat.

  “I didn’t mean no harm to you, it’s just a figure of speech,” Black told her.

  Lexi nodded her head.

  “Now for you two. Bay-Bay gonna drive y’all to the spot. The nigga has no fucking security at all ‘cause he don’t think nobody know ‘bout the spot. All he has is two rotweiler dogs in that bitch. That’s nothing to take care of,” Black told explained.

  “Do you know where the dope and money is in the crib?” Quita asked.

  “Yeah I’m getting to that. In the basement he has a ragedy ass blue couch with holes all in that mafucka, but it’s a cover up. The couch is bottomed out and the money is taped under that bitch. He got the dope stashed in the master bedroom. Go upstairs it will be the third door on the right. His work is in the wall behind the armor with the TV in it.”

  Black got up again and went to the hotel closet and removed three duffle bags that contained black outfits, ski masks, and six pair of latex gloves.

  “Make sure both of y’all put on three pair of gloves each just in case one of them gets ripped.

  Black clapped his hands together and started snapping his fingers. Black instructed them to get gone so they could handle business.

  They all got up to leave the room and Black stopped them in their tracks.

  “Yo, Lexi when you get to the spot and chill with this nigga make sure
you call me so I can let Bay and ya girls know its all clear.”

  “That’s cool, what’s the number?” She asked. She pulled out her celly and stored the number in her phone.

  “Okay I’ll make sure I’m focused and call you.”

  Before they could get out the door good Bay yelled to them to remind them that they only had an hour to get ready.

  “We got it baby we’ll be ready,” Quita told him, and they left the room to get showered and dressed.

  Chapter 18

  Black had a limousine to pick Lexi up from the hotel. He had one of his right hand men to keep an eye on her while she was at the Firm taking care of Papa Smurf.

  Mookie knew had had to be seen at the Firm so that he couldn’t be implicated in the robbery. He also knew that even though he was there looking after Lexi, they would have to make it look like they didn’t know one another.

  When she walked inside the club she was blown away. The crowd was ridiculious. Niggas weren’t playing when it came to their rides either. She was tripping over the cover charge. They wanted forty dollars to get in. Back home the cover charge was only five funky ass dollars. She wondered why Black gave her three hundred dollars to get in the Firm.

  Lexi wasn’t in the club a good fifteen minutes and it seemed like every brother in that bitch was trying to holla at her. As much as she wanted to kick it wit ‘em she knew she couldn’t say shit to engage them into conversation with her. She took her seat at the bar and ordered herself a sex on the beach. Although she would have normally ordered a double shot of Henny, she had to hold back since she was there on business. Besides she was already tipsy from the drinks she had at the room earlier.

  Lexi was sitting at the bar looking around a little bit nervous about her surroundings and what she was there for. She looked at the end of the bar where Black’s boy was checking her out. ‘I might just have to fuck with that nigga when all of this is over with. He is kind of sexy with that Armani suit on. He smelled like Egyptian musk in the limo,’ Lexi thought.

  Lexi glanced at the entrance and saw the man of the hour, Sousa. ‘Ok its showtime!’ She thought.

  Black sat in his room watching sports center anxiously awaiting Lexi’s call. He was ready to tell Quita and Kali it was time. He looked at his Rolex and the time read one fifteen am.

  “Damn! When is this fucking girl gonna call? I knew I should have never fucked with these young ass bitches.” He cursed himself. In the midst of his shit talking his phone started ringing.

  “Talk to me,” he said into the phone.

  “Hey, dat nigga couldn’t resist. He been in the club five minutes and already sent somebody over to tell me to join him in VIP.” Lexi was feeling herself.

  “That’s good. He did exactly what I thought he’d do when he saw a new, pretty face. Look shorty make sure you keep that nigga busy for a while so we can get this money. I’m out,” Black said disconnecting the call.

  Lexi grabbed her drink and took a deep breath and exhaled. ‘Ok it time to GET MONEY BITCH! ‘She told herself as she walked over to the VIP area. She looked back at Mookie at the bar and winked her eye.

  Back at the hotel Black hurried and called Kali’s room.

  “Yo!” Bay answered the phone.

  “My nigga it’s showtime! Shorty just called and she already got ol’boy under control. Get the girls and make it happen,” Black told Bay.

  Bay-Bay hung up with Black and told Quita and Kali what time it was. They took a couple more shots before they left the room.

  Bay left before the girls so he could go get the car that Mookie set up for them to drive to the spot. Bay went and got the Blue Ford Escort station wagon from the parking lot and picked the girls up at the back entrance of the hotel. Quita and Kali hopped in the car scared as hookers in church on Sunday morning.

  Mookie had been working as one of Sousa’s front men for three years and he treated Mookie like shit. He was just his little errand boy. A few months ago he told Mookie his time was up and he had to bounce without a reason.

  When he first hooked up with Bay-Bay through a mutal friend they hit it off. The only thing that spooked Bay-Bay out about Mookie was that he would say crazy shit sometime and days later it seemed to come true.

  When he came to Bay-Bay and told him he didn’t trust Black he just listened. He didn’t know if he could trust him or if he was up to no good. He had known Black for years and if it weren’t for him he’d be a broke ass nigga on the streets. On the other hand he’d only known Mookie for a few months. Bay-Bay didn’t know who to trust at this point and figured he’d just roll with it.

  Black was five years older than Bay, so he knew that nigga had been around for a while. He was a stick up kid when he saved him from that beat down years earlier.

  They arrived at Sousa’s stash house around two in the morning. To their surprise he had a nigga on the roof keeping watch with a shot gun.

  “Fuck!” Bay shouted, as he circled the block trying to figure out how he would get old boy off the roof and into the trunk of the escort.

  “What’s wrong baby?” Quita asked.

  “This shit is unexpected baby. We been scoping this nigga’ shit for weeks and all he had for security was two fucking dogs. Not a nigga with a big ass shotgun on the roof.” He rambled on and on for a few minutes until Kali came up with an idea. Shit she needed that money and she was not turning around at this point.

  “Yo Bay I got a plan,” Kali told him.

  “What’s up ma?”

  “Look you and Quita get out the car,” she said.

  “What? Hell nol. I’m not feeling that shit!” Quita yelled. Whatever Kali was cooking up she was not with it.

  “Come on ‘lil sis, I got this. Y’all just hop out right here, so that way you’ll still have a view of what is going on. I will get him off and when I do Bay-Bay you gotta pop his ass so we can excecute this plan. ‘Cause I need this fucking money!” Kali was practically screaming.

  “Kali what are you gonna do?” Quita was curious.

  “Peep. I’ma pull down the street and act like I’m by myself. While the car is still running I’m gonna pull the key out the ignition like the car cut off by it self. Then when he comes down to help a damsel in distress. I will ask him if he got a phone that I can use so I can call Triple A. Y’all just need to be ready to take care of this nigga when I do get him off that roof, “Kali said.

  Quita was a little hesitant about Kali’s plan at first, but she knew her sister could handle herself. Bay looked at Quita with a raised eyebrow.

  “Baby, you okay with this?” He asked Quita.

  “I’m not even gonna front. At first I wasn’t, but Kali is a fucking beast. I’m sure she’ll have that nigga off the roof in no time,” Quita boasted in her sister’s favor.

  Nearly ten minutes later Kali had old boy coming off the roof ready and willing to help with the car.

  “What happen to ya ride shorty?” Ugly asked.

  “I dunno it just stopped. I got gas in it, so I don’t know what can be wrong with it.” Kali said.

  “Well ma, you do know it can be something other than gas right?”

  “Yeah I guess so,” She answered sounding as helpless as she possibly could.

  “Well lucky for you I know a little something ‘bout cars. Lift the hood.” Ugly instructed. Kali simply did as she was told.

  He put his shottie beside him against the car. When he stuck his head under the hood to inspect the problem Kali grabbed it.

  When he turned to check her for touching his shit, Bay-Bay bashed him in the face with the butt if his 9 milli.

  “Come on help me put this nigga in the trunk,” Bay told them. After they laid him in the trunk, Bay-Bay got back behind the wheel of the car and sent Quita and Kali in the house to finish what they had come to do.

  “Yo, hurry up and if I hit the horn twice that means dip out the back and meet me on the next street.”

  “A’ight!” They said, and proceeded into the crib.
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