A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD II

by speight, shameek

  “Open the fucking door,” Black Ice ordered.

  “Yes, boss,” one of the gunmen said as he entered a code and the lager steel door popped open.

  Black Ice walked in with Tiffany following.

  The room was large and dark and smelled of urine and crack. Tiffany looked around curiously as she couldn’t believe her eyes. There were more than twenty five women chained to the wall all around the room and she could see some of the gunmen having sex with them, some three or four at a time.

  Some women sitting and others were standing smoking endless supply of crack in front of them.

  And worse a lot of them were pregnant. Tiffany continued to follow Black Ice. Then her eyes met with a young girl that looked to be no more than fourteen years old and six months pregnant. She had a glass crack pipe to her lips and was taking deep pulls of the thick white smoke. “You two get off now,” Black Ice yelled at two of his henchmen that were fucking a woman in the corner.

  Tiffany took her eyes off the fourteen year old girl to see who Black Ice was yelling at. Her body began to tremble in horror as she watched the two men pull up their pants and get off her friend Star. Star stood up and picked up her long T-shirt off the floor and put it back on and sat back down.

  She picked up her glass pipe and took pieces of crack off a small metal tray that was in front of her and began to smoke never paying any mind to Black Ice and Tiffany standing there. “Go ahead and talk to your friends,” Black Ice said as he smiled his devilish grin and looking at his work.

  Tiffany ran over to her friend, “Star! Star, what are you doing? Are you okay?” Star looked up at Tiffany kneeling down at her and put down the crack pipe.

  “Tiffany, is that you? I must be fucking high. Yo, Yasmin I think I see Tiffany again and am I smoking too much?”

  Tiffany looked to her left two feet away and couldn’t believe it. Yasmin was sitting on the floor smoking. “Oh shit! I think I see her too, girl,”

  Yasmin replied.

  Tiffany took Star’s hand, “It’s me, Star. I am here.”

  “Oh my, Lord! It’s really you, Tiffany,”

  Star and Tiffany hugged. Yasmin came over and the three women hugged and cried. Tiffany broke their embrace and looked at them. The crack they have been smoking have ate away at all their body fat. They were skinny in the face and had blemishes. Yasmin and Star had on nothing but a long white T-shirt to cover their bodies. ‘I can’t believe this. My best friends are full blown crack heads,’ Tiffany thought to herself.

  “Tiffany, where have you been? We thought you was dead,” Star stated. Tiffany lowered her head. So many times she wished she was dead from being trapped in that room and being raped by Black Ice and forced to smoke crack. Her mother used to always say ‘no matter how bad your situation is there’s always someone in the world doing worse’. She now knew that was true. Here I am stressing and crying because I’m being beat and raped by Black Ice, but stay in a room as big as an apartment full of luxury and sleeping on a bed while my friends are being raped by five different men every day and sleeping on the floor.

  “No, I’m not dead even though I wish I was many times. I been with the man with the scar on his face and you were right he is Black Ice.”

  “I knew it!” Star shouted.

  “Star, you want to hit this?” Yasmin said passing Star a glass pipe filled with crack. Star held the lighter to it and inhaled deeply the thick smoke.

  She passed the glass pipe with more crack. “Here Tiffany hit this,” Star said passing the pipe.

  “I want to, but I can’t,” Tiffany said fighting the urge to get high. And what was even sadder was to see that her friends were now smoking on their own free will and now addicted.

  “Tiffany, what’s going on? Why are we being kept here? I don’t even know how long we’ve been here. I just keep smoking to fight the pain of what these men do to us every day and from missing my family. I see some women and girls leave here and never come back. I think they kill them and bring new girls and women in. Tiffany looked back just to make sure Black Ice was nowhere near them. He was walking off and talking to some of his henchmen and was looking at some of the other women.

  “Star and Yasmin, I need you two to stay strong. I’m going to find us a way out of here.”

  “How?” Star asked not believing it.

  “I don’t know. But I will. Black Ice uses this place to bring women and get them addicted to crack and pregnant then sets them free and it brings him more business because there’s a new generation of crack heads,” Tiffany replied.

  “So, that’s what they’ve been doing?”

  Yasmin said really getting into the conversation for the first time.

  “I think I’m pregnant,” Tiffany said looking at her stomach.

  “Me too,” Yasmin added.

  “I am too. So what are we going to do?”

  Star asked.

  “Don’t worry I have a plan. We just have to be ready okay. I’m going to try to get us out of here real soon. Every other Wednesday, Black Ice has a meeting with henchmen and workers and once every month they go and kidnap new women. One of those days when their busy, that’s when we will escape. Try your hardest to stay clean and not smoke and get too high. We’re going to need clear heads when it happens.”

  “Alright Tiffany I’m with you,” Star replied.

  Yasmin looked at Star then Tiffany and put her glass pipe to her lips and inhaled more thick white crack smoke. “Yea, I’m done even though I think the two of you are fucking crazy,” she said while talking with smoke still in her lungs.

  “Being fucking crazy is the only way we’re going to get the fuck out of here. They may let the other women and girls go, but I have a feeling Black Ice isn’t going to ever let us go free, unless it’s in a body bag,” Tiffany stated while looking in both her friends eyes.

  “Tiffany, your time is up,” a voice boomed.

  Tiffany looked behind her to see Black Ice coming for her. He grabbed her by the arm. “It’s fucking time to go.”

  “Bye I love you both,” she yelled while being dragged out the lager room.

  “We love you too, Tiffany,” Star and Yasmin shouted back.

  Chapter 9

  Michael, Envy, and little Mike spent the morning shopping for clothes for him and then stopped at IHOP. Mike sat down at the table and looked at Michael and Envy. He never felt so good in his life. “Thank you Michael and Ms. Envy for the clothes. No one has ever been so kind to me.”

  “It’s okay, baby. We did it because we want you to be happy,” Envy replied.

  “Yea, so what would you like to eat?”

  Michael asked.

  “Uhmm, I want strawberries on my pancakes with eggs and bacon and can I have a strawberry milkshake too, please?”

  “Sure baby, you can have anything you want,” Envy stated. ‘Damn, he reminds me so much of Michael. He have the same cold eyes filled with pain and at the same time look like their full of love,’ Envy thought to herself.

  “I think I’ll have the same thing too,”

  Michael stated.

  “Oh yeah, I called ACS and spoke to a social worker and she said all they have to do is come look at our house and from there they will give us the answer if you can stay with us from now on. Would you like that Mike?” Envy asked.

  “What? Yes, I’ll love that,” Mike replied while stuffing his mouth with pancakes causing Envy and Michael to burst out laughing then smiled at each other.

  “Mike, I’m just happy were done shopping.

  Fashion is like a drug to Envy she’ll have us shopping all day if she could.”

  “Shut up, Michael,” Envy said and kissed him.

  Mike just smiled. He never had been around people so kind and loving. “Okay, after we finished eating we’ll go visit my mom.”

  “Okay, that be nice baby it’s been a week since you seen her.”

  “Yea, that’s the longest I’ve been away from her. I don’t like being away f
rom her even though she drives me crazy just like you, baby.”

  “Shut up, Michael,” Envy said as all three of them got up and left IHOP.

  Michael drove in silence with everything on his mind from his cousin and those men trying to kill him last night to him now taken Mike in his and Envy’s life and missing his mother and wondering if she was safe, but in his heart he knew she was.

  He took a quick look at Envy and then looked at the backseat at Mike and could see both of them were asleep. He slowly pulled up to his mothers East Orange, New Jersey house. “We’re here,” he said as both Mike and Envy woke up. Mike looked all around at the house and the neighborhood. Envy stepped out of the car and walked to the trunk and opened it and took out a bag. She followed Michael and Mike to the house door. Michael used his keys to open the door and walked in followed by Mike and Envy. Food could be smelled from the kitchen.

  “Junior, my little man is that you?” Rachel called out.

  “Yes, mom it’s me,” Michael replied.

  Michael walked into the kitchen to see his mother cooking and Janet helping set up the table. “Hey mommy, I miss you,” Michael said as he kissed her on the cheeks. “Hi Janet,” he said and kissed her as well.

  “Hi Miss Ice,” Envy said.

  “Oh baby, I didn’t see you. I can feel when my boy is around and you know to call me mom,”

  Rachel replied as she kissed Envy on her cheeks.

  “We got something for you mom,” Envy said and passed her the bag.

  Rachel opened it to see a blue church dress with a big blue church hat to match. “Awww, thank you babies,” she said and kissed them both. “Oh who is this little guy?” Rachel asked as she noticed Mike for the first time.

  “This is Mike mom. He’s from Brownsville Brooklyn. Me and Envy decided to take care of him for awhile.”

  “Hi Miss Rachel,” Mike said speaking for the first time.

  “Hey baby,” Rachel said bending down to get a better look at him. Her eyes opened up wide when she did. He looked just like Michael even down to his eyes she thought to herself. “Michael, Envy, come with me,” she said as she stood up and walked towards the basement door with Michael and Envy following her.

  The basement was dark. Rachel hit the light switch and turned around to face Michael and Envy.

  “Baby, the devil is coming for you.”

  “Mom, are you going to start talking about that devil stuff? Please don’t start talking that bullshit. I didn’t come for this.”

  “Baby, this is no bullshit. The signs are clear. God has shown me in my dreams and that boy upstairs is another sign you need to get away from him, baby.”

  “Mom, you’re bugging.”

  “Michael, I’m not fucking bugging as you say. You have a gun baby?’ Rachel asked while touching his waist and feeling his 45 handgun there.

  Envy eyes opened up wide with shock. She never had seen a mother that wanted her son to carry a gun. But she knew the past with Black Ice. “Boy, I’m telling you the devil is coming for you. You don’t have to believe me, but I have something for you and Envy.” Rachel hit a switch and a secret door opened to reveal arsenal of guns.

  “Damn mom, I thought you was all holy and stuff?” Michael stated.

  “Boy shut up. I am and you never doubt that. I’m just ready for the devil when he comes.”

  Envy and Michael stood there in shock looking at all the guns. They were more surprised than anything. Michael always knew his mother was a fighter and knew that’s where he got it from.

  Rachel pulled out two melt cases and opened one to reveal two chrome 50 caliber desert eagle handguns with holsters. “Damn mom, where you get those?

  There beautiful.”

  “Don’t worry about that, baby, but they’re yours and one of the most powerful handguns in the world. There 50 caliber and the clips are extended so you get 22 bullets in each one. Michael picked up the guns. He had seen a lot of guns in his short life, but never none like these and so pretty. Then he noticed the handles were pearl and there was word writing on the side of them that read, ‘The right hand of God.’ “This is for you, Envy,” Rachel said while opening up the next melt case. Inside were twin forty caliber handguns. They were the same in every way as Michael’s guns with two things different: the handle was pink and pearl and the guns were smaller. “Envy baby, I don’t know how you feel about guns. I really don’t like them myself, but you must be a strong woman being with my son.”

  “Guns don’t bother me, Rachel. I’m from Brooklyn. I know how to use them but never thought I had too.”

  “Girl, if you call me Rachel one more time.”

  “Ok mom,” Envy said with a smile on her face.

  “I got one more than for you Envy. This is a 3.57 sub nose magnum with strap holsters. You put this on your thigh under your jeans or dress. I know how much you love you some fashion and I don’t want you to mess up none of your pretty outfits, but I don’t want you trying to carry the other two around, but Envy I want you to carry this all the time. I see it in my dreams you need this child.”

  “Mom, we’re going to be okay. You need to stop this you’re just having bad dreams.”

  “Michael, I am not going to keep telling you. God shown me signs in my dreams. I’ll pray for you two.”

  Michael looked at his mother then kissed her on her forehead and grabbed the two melt cases.

  “Boy, listen to me the devil is coming. Be ready and watch out for that boy. There’s something about him.”

  “With that note we’re leaving. Envy, come on. Love you, mom,” Michael said as he walked up the basement stairs and seen Mike talking to Janet and laughing. “Come on Mike, we’re going home now.”

  “Okay,” Mike replied and said bye to Janet as they made their way to the car.

  On the ride home Envy had so many questions she wanted to ask Michael, but knew it wasn’t the time. As they pulled up in front of their brownstone house on Gates Avenue in Brooklyn, they saw a brown skin woman in a gray suit standing there. “That’s Ms. Green. She’s going to take me anyway!” Mike yelled and was looking around for ways to escape.

  “No Mike, I spoke to her this morning. She said you can stay, but she has to check out our house to make sure it’s safe and sit and talk with us.

  That’s all Mike,” Envy stated.

  “You swear,” Mike replied.

  “Yes baby, that’s all.”

  The three of them got out of the car.

  Michael and Envy began to unload all the bags from the trunk. “Hey Ms. Green, nice to meet you. I’m Envy Kartel and this is Michael Ice, Jr. We spoke earlier.”

  “Yes, nice to meet you to Miss Kartel.”

  “Oh just call me Envy, Ms. Green. Come on in,” Envy replied as they walked into the house and Mike followed nervously and scared that he would be taken away.

  “I’ll put up the bags,” Michael stated. Envy sat down on the couch and Ms. Green did the same.

  “Okay, from your files I see you go to school for fashion and work with mental patients and that Michael Ice, Jr. is the owner of the community center in Brownsville that also gets funded by the state.”

  “Yes Ms. Green, you have everything right.

  Okay, so Mike can stay here. You and Michael have to sign some paper and finish showing me around.”

  “Not a problem Ms. Green.” Envy took Ms.

  Green around the house and she was more than impressed. The house was decorated with the best things money could buy.

  “Who decorated the house?” Ms. Green asked.

  “Please girl, you know it was me. It takes a man to buy a house, but a woman to make it a home.” Envy replied.

  “I hear that girl. I love your place. You have great taste. Now all I need is for you and Michael to sign here.” Ms. Green said as she pulled out some papers. Michael came down the stairs and signed the papers. “Ok Michael and Envy, we’re all done. I have to come by once a month to visit the house and I’ll bring you the rest of the
paper work you need on Mike.”

  “Ok Ms. Green it was nice meeting you and we look forward to your next visit.” Michael said while shaking her hand.

  “Bye Envy and girl you have to take me shopping with you one day or help me pick out nice things for my place.”

  “I got you, Ms. Green. You have a good day,” Envy replied.

  “I guess everything went our way baby,”

  Michael said while wrapping his arms around Envy.

  “You should have known it would. We make a great team in and everyone loves you and loves my fashion style.”

  “Yea they do baby.” Michael replied while slowly kissing her lips and making her wet as each kiss was deeper than the last. There tongue danced in each other’s mouth.

  Mike walked into the living room. “So am I staying?” Mike asked causing Envy and Michael to break their embrace.

  “See we can’t be doing that now. We have a child around,” Envy said walking away very seductively.

  “Damn something about a woman in heels is so sexy,” Michael said out loud to himself. “Yea, you’re going to stay Mike. We worked everything out. You’ll be with me and Miss Envy for now on and we’re going to take good care of you.”

  “Really?” Mike said with a cheesy smile on his face.

  “Yes really, now go try on some of those new clothes Envy picked out for you.”

  The door bell rang and Michael walked to it,

  “Who is it?”

  “It’s Detective Roy and Tommy. May we speak with Michael?” Michael opened up the door.

  “Are you Michael Ice, Jr.?” a short white detective asked. He had on a grey suit and had blond hair and next to him was his partner who was overweight with black hair.