by J Peach
I took him down and wrapped the chain around his neck, jerking his head back. “Put that torch in his mouth.” I looked down at Le’Ron and the nigga was barely breathing. “Fuck it.” I let him go.
He fell to the floor. I took my gun and emptied my clip into his face. King mugged me hard but I waved him off. “He wasn’t gon’ say shit else, you saw that shit. At least now I know it ain’t you or Sam’s ass so we good, baby.”
“Nigga, fuck you. If I wanted yo ass dead, I would’ve done that shit myself. I ain’t ‘bout to pay a nigga shit to do a job I can do. Nigga, yo fuck ass don’t scare me.”
I wasn’t fuck’d about what he said. I knew it wasn’t my niggas. We’d been through too much shit, and did hella dirt together. Especially, me and King, so I knew it wasn’t his ass. Sam ain’t get his hands dirty like we did but he ass was in the mix.
“Nigga, suck my dick. Bitch, I do scare yo ass. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be fuckin’ yo sister,” I shot back.
King stopped what he was doing and came charging at me. Kado jumped up snarling.
“Get that fuckin’ dog or I’mma shoot that possessed bitch,” King snapped, pulling his gun.
“Kado, come on, baby. Leave that bitch alone,” I said, laughing.
“I’m at yo ass when that mothafucka ain’t with you,” he threatened.
Ignoring his threat, I grabbed the can of gasoline and began pouring it over the bodies. I doused those niggas good then set them on fire.
“Look what that damn dog did to Poke’s ass. Damn!” King whistled.
Kado fuck’d Poke up. He had a gaping hole where his throat should’ve been. He chewed plugs out of his face. That shit was nasty.
“Yo, call the Twins,” King said.
I already had my phone out, calling Khyree. He answered after the second right. “Aye, we at the spot. This bitch over here nice as fuck waiting for yo ass. Y’all come on through.”
Khyree laughed into the phone. “I’ll be there in a half hour.” He disconnected the line.
I took the blunt from my pocket and lit it. King and I passed the blunt back and forth, blowing smoke to the ceiling, as we waited for them to arrive.
Once they showed up, they quickly cleaned up the burnt mess of bodies. After loading them in the truck, the twins came back cleaning up the bloody mess. They cleaned with ammonia and bleached the place down as if nothing ever happened.
It was a big mess, so I paid they asses more than usual but it wasn’t a problem because they always looked out when we called.
Shit was good now in my mind even though I didn’t really know who the chameleon bitch was, that was tryin’ to get at me. It could've been Macy. I didn’t know. Many questions remained unanswered, but it didn’t even matter because her puppets were dead.
More importantly, the nigga that got at Peaches was dead. That was all that really mattered to me.
***
After going to the crib, I took a shower then went straight to the hospital. When I got there, Peaches’ girls were there. So, I just pulled a chair to the other side of the room sat back in it. I pulled my hat down covering my eyes then fell into a deep peaceful sleep.
Shit was most definitely good.
Chapter 28
Blaze
Four Months Later
“What’s up, Peach. How you feeling?” I sat on the couch next to her. Taking off my hat, I rubbed my hand over my head before looking over at Peaches, only to see her eyes roll up. “What’s that about?” I stretched out on her couch.
“You always ask me that when you come over here and every time my answer stays the same. I’m fine, Blaze.” She glanced at me with a neutral look and then turned away, staring at the TV.
Ever since she got out of the hospital, her ass acted like she just didn’t want deal with me no more. She’d deal with Lil B but besides that she acted as if she ain’t wanna fuck with a nigga. Grabbing the remote, I turned the TV off.
“What, Blaze? I know it’s something.” She snapped at me.
There that fuckin’ attitude go. “Man, I just came by to see what yo ass been doin’, is all.”
“And you couldn’t call before you came or knocked on the door instead of just barging in here like you own the fuckin’ place?” Peaches sat up on the couch, her face contorted into a harsh glare.
I didn’t know where the hostility was coming from but as of late that’s all it’s been toward me. “Yo, kill that damn attitude. What the fuck is yo problem? I ain’t been tryna say shit about this fuck’d up ass attitude you got all of a sudden. Either tell me what’s up or lose that bitch, simple as that.”
Again her eyes rolled before she let out an irritated sigh. “I don’t have an attitude. Where Blake at? I thought you were dropping him off last night?” She changed the subject.
Rubbing my neck, I shook my head at her. “He at my moms’ crib. She got him some shit and told me to drop him off. I figured you could use a break from little dude.” Blake was in love with Peaches. When she was around, I couldn’t pry him away from her unless I had juice or some shit like that. But once it was gone, so was he. He’d be right back under her.
Peaches didn’t seem to mind, shid, she had him spoiled as hell.
“I’ll pick him up from there later on, then.” With that said, she grabbed the remote and went to turn the TV on but I took it from her. “Blaze, what do you want? I don’t have an attitude nor do I have a problem with you. I’m straight. You good. I’m good.” You could hear the annoyance in her voice.
But she wanna tell me she was good.
“Fo’real, I ain’t even ‘bout to deal with yo moody ass. I ain’t done shit to yo stupid ass and you wanna be a bitch just to be one. Fuck outda here.” I went to get up until her ass stole on me.
“Who the fuck you calling a bitch?” She snapped, jumping up like she was straight ‘bout to whoop my ass.
Shaking my head, I grabbed my hat putting it back on then picked up my keys. “Man, I’m out. I ain’t ‘bout to fight with yo ass.”
Peaches let out a sigh before grabbing my arm. “Blaze, hold up. I’m sorry, okay.” Sitting back down, she gestured for me to do the same. Once I sat down, she let out another sigh before talkin’. “I’m still dealing with everything that happened. It’s not your fault, but the reason behind it happening is because of you so I’ve been kinda taking out my anger on you. I should’ve listened but I didn’t and now whenever you come around…” Again, she took in a deep breath before exhaling.
“…whenever you come around, images of what could’ve been pops in my head. I’m having a tough time dealing with the miscarriage.” Tears ran down her face as she talked. Her eyes soon rolled up, looking at the ceiling to avoid looking at me as she wiped her cheeks.
“Come here.” I pulled Peaches to me and her arms wrapped around my waist, holding me tight. “Peaches, it wasn’t yo fault. Yeah, you hardheaded as fuck but you ain’t know. You did right, baby girl. You stuck to yo word and had me. You didn’t know what was gonna happen. I didn’t even think a mothafucka would be stupid to do some shit like that. Don’t go blaming yo’self. And if you want a baby, I can inject you right now.” Peaches let out a small laugh as she hit me. “Shid, I’m serious.”
“Shut up, you are so stupid.” Her eyes were still watery but she was smiling, which she hadn’t done around me in a minute.
“Truth though, its fuck’d up but you gon’ have to let that go, baby girl. You can’t dwell on that shit. Look at it as if it wasn’t our time. But when the time comes, I’ll give you another baby. A lot of ‘em, i’ight?” Peaches rolled her eyes again, making me laugh. Leaning back on the couch, I pulled her on top of me.
“Blaze, gon’. I’m not about to play with you.” Looking at me, Peaches looked away, shaking her head as a laugh left her mouth. Taking hold of Peaches’ chin, I turned her to face me.
“I ain’t playin’. I’m dead ass serious, yo. I’m trying to be on some real shit with you, Peach. No bullshit, no games. You gon�
�� give me another chance?” I asked, locking eyes with her.
She had long ago stopped wearing the ring I gave her. She didn’t even drive the truck I got her. I didn’t know where we stood since she had been brushing me off lately.
“Blaze—”
The doorbell cut her off. Glancing toward the hall then back at me, she let out a sigh before getting up to go answer it.
Peaches
I was so happy my doorbell rung because I didn’t know how to answer him or what I even wanted. After having the miscarriage, I couldn’t even stand to look at him. Thoughts of what we could have had, him, me and the baby that was taken away, made it difficult.
Opening the door, I instantly regretted the moment I did.
Dammit.
“Hey, Jerron. What are you doing here?” I asked, giving him a hug.
“I’m just leaving my moms’ crib and decided to stop by. I ain’t heard from you in a few days, so I’m just checking to see how you doing. How are you?”
This was the worst time for him to show up, with Blaze being over.
Jerron was pissed when he found out what happened to me and the fact that Blaze nor King informed him of what was going on caused a lot of drama between the three of them.
They had asked Jerron what he would’ve done besides bleed all over the place given he wasn’t fully healed.
“I’m doing okay,” I shrugged. “Considering everything, I’m as good as I’m going to be for now.” I told him truthfully, I knew he was worried about me since I’d been avoiding him like the plague. We didn’t talk nearly as much as we used to or hangout at all.
I’ve been keeping myself busy with my girls, Blake, King and Bianca over the last few months. I had been busying myself just to avoid both him and Blaze. Now suddenly they chose to pop up on me?
Realizing I still had him standing outside, I moved to the side. “I’m sorry. Come in, my head’s all jumbled up.”
“Peaches, who at the door?” Blaze yelled from the living room.
“Oh, I ain’t know you had company. I’ll just get up with you later.” Ron started walking back out of the door but I stopped him.
Now was the best time if any to put everything out on the table.
“Stay for a minute, come on.” Even though I wasn’t up for the talk, it needed to be done. A sigh left my mouth as we walked back to the living room. My eyes met with Blaze and like every other time my miscarriage came to mind.
My body felt so tired. My heart was heavy, my tear ducts felt swollen as tears welled in my eyes.
I just wanted to lay in bed and cry myself to sleep. I was in the worse stage of mourning and just wanted it to be over. Even though I didn’t want a baby at this moment, if I had known I was pregnant, I would’ve kept it.
I wanted my baby.
How could I feel so attached to something I didn’t even know was growing inside of me until I lost it?
The pain was too much. I just wanted to sleep it away. Pretend it never happened. But I couldn’t, one look a Blaze and everything came rushing back.
“Y’all want something to drink?” I asked, walking toward the bar.
“N’all, I’m good.” Jerron said.
“What the fuck is this?” Let it be Blaze to make a fuss over something.
“Blaze, please don’t start, okay? I just want to talk, is all. Now do you want something to drink or not?” Oh, he was pissed. The glare on his face said it all. When he didn’t say anything, I just sat down on the chair facing the sectional where they sat. I jumped straight into it.
“Ron, you know about me and Blaze’s relationship. You know my feelings toward him because we’ve talked I’ve told you almost everything. Blaze, you don’t know about Jerron and I. You think he’s just some random ass dude but he’s not. We have a history together.
“Point being, you both are important to me and I don’t want to hurt either of you. Ron, I know you never said anything about it nor tried to pressure me into anything, even though we got something. What it is exactly? I don’t know.
“Blaze, I don’t even have to go there with you because you already know where my feelings stand when it comes to us. Right now, though, I can’t do a relationship because I know me and with the way I feel it’ll only cause more trouble. Plus, I won’t be faithful if I was in a relationship with either of you. I’d cheat on one of you with the other and knowing this I’m bound to hurt the both of you and I can’t afford to lose y’all as friends.
“For this reason, I can’t be with either one of you. I can’t keep leading the both of you on and I’m sorry if that’s what I’ve been doing. I get if y’all need time away from me, take it. In the end, I want you guys happy and waiting around on me for it it’s not going to happen.” Once I finished talking, I wiped my eyes before looking between the two men.
The room was quiet for a long while, neither of them said anything. That was until Ron’s eyes locked with mine.
“Peaches, don’t sweat it. I told you from jump it ain’t matter what we are as long as I’m a part of yo life, whether we together or just friends. I knew where yo heart was but I chose to fuck with you anyways. So, stop that. We gon’ be cool regardless of who you with, believe that.” Ron words brought a slight smile to my face.
It made me feel better knowing he didn’t hate me. He opened his mouth to say something else but was cut off by his phone suddenly ringing. Pulling it from his pocket, he answered.
“What’s up, Leon?” His brows rose and he glanced at me before looking away. “Get the fuck outda here. Nigga, I just left Ma’s crib. I’m at Peaches’ now. Hell n’all, that ain’t got shit to do with me. Nigga, yo dick gon’ fall off. What the fuck I’m supposed to do when I get her? Leon, get the fuck off my phone. Alright, I’m on my way. I’mma drop her ass off at yo crib, leave ol girl at Ma’s then go home and deal with yo girl. Man, don’t be dragging me in yo shit. This the last time, no bullshit.” After that, Jerron hung the phone looking frustrated.
“Leon being Leon?” I asked, causing Ron to look at me.
“Hell yeah, dumb ass nigga tryna be slick. One of his side chicks done popped up at my moms’ crib where him and his girl going.”
I just shook my head knowing how Leon’s triflin’ ass got down. I’m surprised his nasty ass ain’t caught shit yet.
“Tell him not to go to your moms’ house, problem solved.”
Jerron shook his head as he stood up. “He gotda take my moms somewhere. Come walk me out.” Getting up, I followed him to the front door. “I’mma call you later tonight when I get to the crib, i’ight?”
“Okay, don’t be over there tryna breakup Leon’s girl fights. Them bitches can get vicious and they ass probably got rabies or some shit.” Jerron laughed before he pulled me into a hug, kissing my forehead. “Tell your momma I said hey.”
“Okay and I’m telling Leon what you said about his girls.”
I rolled my eyes at that. “He knows I don’t like his bitches, none of them.”
Jerron started laughing at that. “What you mean? You fuck with one of his bitches?”
My brows rose at that. “No the hell I don’t.” I couldn’t stand the bitches Leon fuck’d with. I didn’t know where the hell he found they asses at but he needed to stop going to that place, picking them bitches up. They were cute, no doubt, but they asses were straight crazy.
“I’ight, Peaches, whatever you say. Yo ass better answer that phone when I call.” He yelled from the street. I waved at him as I watched him pull off before closing the door.
I turned around to go back into the living room but ended up jumping back against the door. My hand quickly went to my chest as I tried to calm myself down.
“Why are you standing there looking like a creepy serial killer?” I snapped at Blaze as he stood leaning against the wall with his arms folded over his chest and staring at me.
“So, you giving me free range to do what I want?” Blaze asked.
“What?” The confusion could be heard in
my voice.
Blaze pushed off the wall then made his way toward me. “You’re saying I can do what the fuck I want without you getting pissed and going off on a nigga. I can go out and fuck any bitch I want with no problems from you, no fighting and shit?” My eyes rolled at that and I went to walk past him but he stepped in my way. “N’all, fuck that. Answer the question.”
“Blaze, if fuckin’ other bitches makes you happy, then by all means do what you want.” I didn’t know what I wanted at that moment but a relationship wasn’t my main focus anymore. I’ll hurt over this decision later but right now I wasn’t going to really think on it.
Finally moving past Blaze, I started walking back toward the living room. It wasn’t long before Blaze had his arms around my waist as his head found its way to my neck. Shortly after that, his lips pressed against my skin.
“Blaze—”
“Kill that noise, man. I ain’t tryna fuck with no other bitches. I done already told you I’m tryna be on some serious shit with you. If you need time, I’ll give you that but don’t just try and write a nigga off.” Blaze talked with his head still tucked in the side of my neck.
I didn’t say anything because I didn’t know what to say. When I wanted something serious, he didn’t and now that I didn’t, he did.
If the miscarriage hadn’t happened, then maybe but right now I just couldn’t say yes because it hurt to look at him sometimes.
I wanted my baby, our baby.
Blaze lifted his head and grabbed my chin, turning my face toward him.
My eyes closed and immediately tears started running down my cheeks.
Blaze’s lips pressed against my right then left cheek before coming to my lips.
I turned in his hold. Grasping the back of his neck, my lips pushed into his.
Grabbing my thighs in both hands, Blaze lifted me up and automatically I clung tightly to him. My legs locked at the ankles as one arm hooked around his neck while my other hand held the back of his head.
I was so lost in the kiss I didn’t notice he had started walking. It wasn’t until I was falling back and landing on something soft that I realized he took us to the guest room where he slept when he stayed over.