A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD II

by speight, shameek

  “Yes, I am sir. What is this about?” Michael asked.

  “May we come in, sir?”

  “Yes, come in,” Michael replied and led them to the living room where they all sat down.

  “Okay Michael, like I said, I’m detective Roy and this is my partner, Detective Tommy. I have to ask you a few things. Where were you last night around 9pm?

  “I was home with my girl. Why?” Michael replied.

  “There was a shootout in the parking lot of the project in Brownsville right next to the community center that you own. Do you know anything about it?

  “No, Detective Roy, I don’t,” Michael replied.

  “Listen, Michael or Evil, yes I know what they call you on the streets.” Detective Roy said with a smirk on his face. “I know who your father is, Black Ice. My father spent his whole career chasing him and lost his partner just like you, Michael or Evil. I am a junior my father was Detective Roy, Sr. and my father wasn’t able to get your father, but I will and if I can’t fucking get him, I’ll get you. There have been bodies in the last ten years popping up with missing body parts -- your father’s style, but I don’t think it’s him. I believe it was you.”

  “It sounds like you have a problem, Detective Roy. I’m not like my father and if you feel like you must follow your father’s footsteps go ahead, asshole. I work with the state and have friends in high places and more than the Chief of Police, who will love how you been questioning me, someone who’s trying to better the community and slow down the drug rate in Brooklyn.” Michael stated with his devilish grin on his face.

  “You’re just like him. I’ll fucking prove it somehow and will put your ass away behind bars where you belong just like your father,” Detective Roy shouted.

  “I think you need to leave my house, now,”

  Michael replied.

  Detective Roy and Tommy got up and left.

  “We will be seeing you again.” Detective Roy said as he walked out the door.

  “And you will be losing your job,” Michael stated then laughed and shut the door.

  Detective Roy and Tommy jumped into the car. “I know he knows something, Tommy. And it’s a matter of time before we get him.”

  “I hope your right, Roy, because he does know people in high places. I seen the pictures of him with the police chief even the DA.”

  “Fuck that black, mother fucker, I doubt they do anything to help him and did you see how nice the inside of his house was? We work hard and we’re still not living that good,” Detective Roy replied.

  “But Roy, he does help women and children.”

  “I don’t care. Do you like him or something, Tommy?”

  “No Roy, I’m just stating the fact.”

  “I don’t want to hear the facts. He’s a monster that’s all there is to it,” Detective Roy said as he drove off.

  Michael dialed a number and the person picked up on the first ring. “Hey Michael, what’s going on? What can I do for you?”

  “I have an issue. It’s a Detective Roy. I think he’s going to be a problem for me.”

  “Oh don’t worry, Michael, I’ll take care of it.”

  “Thank you,” Michael replied and hung up.

  “I’m about to cook,” Envy said as she walked in, “Who was you talking to baby?” she asked.

  “I’ll tell you all about it. So, can me and Mike help you cook?” Michael replied.

  “Sure why not?”

  Chapter 10

  Pooky lay on the bed still in pain. He now had a bag strapped to his thigh. There was tube in it that was connected to his bladder for him to urine in. He felt his ear and noticed for the first time a big piece was cut off the top of it. “Shit not only am I deaf in that ear, it’s also cut up. I’m going to kill Evil and that little fucking boy!!” Pooky yelled out in anger as the older man with long dreads walked into the room and looked at him lying on the bed. “I messed up man. I almost had him if it wasn’t for that little boy.”

  “Don’t worry, Pooky. We will get another chance and we will kill off them both,” the older man replied, “By the way, why do you want Evil dead?”

  “I have my reasons, but you never told me yours. You just came to me with a plan to kill him and I was down with it. I hated him for years.”

  Ceaser looked back down at Pooky, “It’s not Evil I want. It’s Black Ice. I hope you kill Evil and you help me kill Black Ice. Ten years ago, I worked for Black Ice and he took everything from my woman, Roxy, my son, and my place in this world and he thought he took my life.” Ceaser said as his mind flashed back to him sitting in that tight, dark barrel with his son’s head and arms on his lap as he sunk to the bottom of Coney Island Ocean.

  “And I would have died if it wasn’t for the police in a boat in the middle of the ocean that seen Black Ice dump the barrel in the ocean. When they sent four divers to get the barrel not knowing what was inside and was shocked when they opened it and found me halfway dead, passed out, and covered in my son’s blood and body parts. I kept on living in hiding for ten years. I’ve been waiting for the day to get my chance to have my revenge on Black Ice, but he hasn’t shown his face yet. And with all the kidnapping and more crack heads popping up in Brooklyn, I just know it’s him behind it. Somehow and when we kill Evil he will show his face and will be next. The sins of the father will be paid by the son,” Ceaser stated as him and Pooky both smiled as they thought of Evil and Black Ice dying.

  Tiffany looked at Black Ice go to the steel door and punch in the code. The door popped open and he walked out and it shut behind him. She knew it was Friday and Black Ice was having a meeting with his henchman and also to go out and grab more women and girls from off the street.

  ‘This is my night I can feel it. I know I can pull it off and get away,’ she thought to herself as she quickly jumped out of the bed and stumbled a little.

  Her legs were weak and her pussy was sore from the beating Black Ice did to it. She made her way to the shower and hopped in and washed up as fast as she could and put on an all black sweat suit. I’ll wait for an hour until I feel him and his henchmen are out.

  Across town in Brownville Brooklyn, two black vans pulled up on a dark block on Howard Avenue. Four men dressed in black jumped out of both vans than opened the back door in each van.

  There were six women wearing only white dirty T-shirts and looked to be only eighty pounds each, scared, and shaking for their life. A few of the girls had fat stomachs, not from being pregnant. The first henchmen spoke, “Listen, you remember what you’ve been told if any of you say a word about what happened to you or where you have been. We will find you and if you think the last few months of your fucking life have been hell, you don’t know what the fuck we will do next to you. Now get the hell out of here. You’re free,” the henchmen yelled while the other guys grabbed the women and pulled them out of the van then handed them each crack the size of an eight ball. The women looked around with fear then slowly walked off like zombies.

  Some sat right there on the sidewalk and pulled out there crack pipe, filled it up, and began to smoke.

  Black Ice smirked and was more than pleased as the vans pulled off.

  Two women got off the train from work and were heading home. Two men jumped out of a black van and grabbed them from behind and pressed knives to their throats. They screamed and kicked, but it was no use as the strong men tossed them in to the back of the van crying.

  Three sixteen year old girls were leaving from a party then were knocked out with small baseball bat and dragged into the van.

  Tiffany’s instincts told her it was now or never. She knew Black Ice and most of his men will be out in the street kidnapping more women or making drugs sales. She walked to the door and punched in the code 5, 17, 32, 7. “Yes I got it right,” she said out loud as the door opened and she looked both ways sticking her head out of the door making sure there were no guards there. She crept down the hallway making sure to stay close to the wall so the cameras wouldn’t see he
r. She stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the basement. Once in the basement, she slowly headed down the hall to the third big steel door. In her heart she knew there were a few guards around, but she couldn’t leave without Star and Yasmin. There were no henchmen guarding the big steel door to the room where all the other women were kept. She knew it wouldn’t be because all the men were getting a new women or fresh meat as Black Ice would tell her. She punched in the code she seen Black Ice use. The door popped open a cloud of white smoke rushed out and hit her face. “Shit, what the fuck am I doing?” she said out loud as the crack called to her and made her want to smoke.

  She walked into a large room and had to wait until her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She looked around and saw there were only a few women chained to the wall. “Good that means Black Ice and his men are setting some of the women free, but kidnapping more,” she said to herself as she used her hand to fan some of the smoke out of her face.

  She could see her best friend sitting on the floor rocking back and forth. “Star, it’s me!” Tiffany said bending down next to her.

  Star stopped rocking and looked up at Tiffany. “I did what you said and stopped smoking until you came, but the voices in my head kept telling me to smoke and my body hurts and calls for the crack. I didn’t know how long I could fight it.”

  “Me too, Star. It’s the same for me, but we have to fight so we can get a way. You must have a clear head. Where’s Yasmin?” Tiffany asked as soon as she asked the question moaning could be heard. Star pointed her finger to the dark corner where a henchman was pounding in and out of Yasmin. “Can your chains reach over there into that corner? I have a plan,” Tiffany stated.

  “Yea, it can reach,” Star replied.

  Tiffany and Star both got up without making a sound and walked slowly and quietly over to the henchmen that was still so deep in Yasmin’s sweet wet box. He never noticed them. “We have to kill him Star. It’s the only way,” Tiffany whispered as her and Star threw the chain that was around her ankle around the henchman’s neck.

  “Oh shit!” He tried to yell as Star and Tiffany both pulled on the chain and put their knees pressed into his back.

  “Pull, Star pull!!!” Tiffany yelled as the henchman gasped for air as he tried to pull the chain off his neck. His eyes rolled back into his head and a loud snapping noise was heard as his neck broke.

  “Oh my God, we broke his neck,” Star said as she and Tiffany let go of the chain and his body fell on top of Yasmin.

  “Get him off of me!”Yasmin yelled as she pushed his body to the side and his dick slid out of her. She lay there the whole time just watching them choking him.

  “Hurry Star,” said as Tiffany started to dig in the henchman’s pocket and found a key in on his shoulder holster. She pulled out his heckler 9mm handgun. “Give me a leg,” she ordered. Star leaned her feet towards her and she unlocked the chain. “Now, you Yasmin,” Yasmin did the same.

  “What about the other girls?” Star asked.

  “Listen, we don’t have time to free them all only free two. The rest we have to leave. I’m sorry we’ll come back with the police to help them.”

  “Okay,” Star said as she unlocked two girls,

  “Come on follow us,” she said to the two women she set free.

  The other women in the room began to cry and scream, “Free us, free us please! Please, don’t leave us!”

  “We will be back for you I swear,” Tiffany yelled back as she crept out the steel door with the heckler 9mm in her hand. Star, Yasmin and the other two women followed quickly making their way down the hallway. They got into the elevator and pressed floor one. They got off on the first floor.

  “Which way is it Tiffany?” Star asked.

  “I don’t know. I’m trying to remember, but there are too many doors,” Tiffany replied as all four of the women crept down the long hallway.

  Men voices could be heard coming from behind a steel door, “Sshhhh,” Tiffany said as she put her finger to her lips, “Be quiet. One of these doors goes to the parking lot of this warehouse. I remember that’s the way they dragged us in here, but I can’t recall the door.”

  “I know which one,” Yasmin said speaking for the first time, “Follow me.”

  “Okay,” Tiffany replied as she followed her with the other women.

  “It’s this door here!” Yasmin said pointing to a big black steel door.

  “I think I know the code to open it, but you have to go out first, Tiffany, because you have the gun,” Yasmin stated.

  “Okay, just move faster,” Tiffany replied while looking up and down the hallway scared their going to be spotted. Yasmin punched the code in the keypad and the door creaked open. Tiffany’s instincts and whole body told her something was wrong as she walked through the door with the gun aimed into the darkness as the other women followed. “Yasmin, I think this was the wrong door,” Tiffany said as she walked into what looked like a dark room, but couldn’t tell because there were no light.

  Yasmin watched all four women walk deeper in as she stood outside of the door. “I know it was,” Yasmin yelled then laughed as she pushed the door a shut.

  “What the fuck!” Star and Tiffany yelled as they turn around to see their friend locked them in.

  Tiffany ran back to the door and tried to push it open.

  “Get it open! Get it open! Hurry!” Star and the other women yelled.

  “I can’t I’m trying the code call, but the door won’t open up,” Tiffany said.

  “Why would Yasmin lock us in here? She’s one of our best friends in the world?” Star asked while looking over Tiffany’s back as she tried to punch in the code.

  Then laughter could be heard in the dark.

  All four women stopped and turned around. The room was pitch black. They barely could see their hands in front of their face. “What! What was that?” one of the women asked.

  “Shhhh, be quiet. I don’t know, but it don’t sound right,” Tiffany replied. The laughter got louder and footsteps could be heard getting closer and closer.

  “What the fuck is that?” Star yelled as fear ran through her body and the other women as well as the laughter went on hysterically.

  “It don’t sound human,” Tiffany said as she pointed the gun into the darkness as the footsteps and laughter got louder and closer. The four women looked down at twelve pair of glowing eyes.

  “What the hell?” one of the women screamed then something grabbed her leg and locked on to it, “Help! Help! Help, please, ahhhhhh!” she screamed as she was dragged into the darkness. “Ahhhh, oh god! Oh god! Ahhh!”

  she screamed louder and louder and sounds of her flesh could be heard being ripped and torn apart and bones cracking. What sounded like something eating her alive. “Help!!” she screamed then all that could be heard was her choking on her own blood.

  “Oh lord, what the hell is that? I can’t see her,” the other women screamed along with Star.

  “I think there dogs,” Tiffany said while pointing the gun into the darkness.

  “Shit, those are not dogs. That shit was fucking laughing. Dogs do not fucking laugh, Tiffany.”

  “I don’t know what they are, but they look like dogs,” Tiffany yelled just as the glowing eyes looked their way and started to run towards them.

  “Oh shit! Their coming,” Star yelled.

  Tiffany aimed at their eyes. The only thing she could see clear and began to pull the trigger of the heckler 9mm. Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of gun fire echoed through the air as one of the dog like creatures flew in the air to bite Star. A bullet hit it between the eyes killing it and sent it flying backwards. Tiffany continued to shoot.

  Bullets crashed into two of the dog like creatures killing them. Then one got close enough to bite and lock on to one of the other girl’s leg that had escaped with them, “Ahhh help! Help!” she screamed as Tiffany aimed and shot it in the side causing it to release its grip and hollered in pain and died while the other creatures
retreated into the darkness. Their laugh echoed through the room.

  “You shot my pets, bitch!” was the last thing Tiffany heard from Black Ice voice as something hit her on the back of her head and she lost consciousness.

  Star and the other women screamed as Black Ice hit both of them in the head with a small metal baseball bat knocking them out.

  Two hours later, Tiffany woke up to the sounds of moaning. She focused her eyes and couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her friend, Yasmin, was on her knees licking the tip of Black Ice’s dick then pushed it all the way in her mouth as he held the back of her head and fucked her mouth like it was pussy and let out a loud moan as he busted all in her mouth. Yasmin stuck her tongue out to show him the cum then moaned,

  “Mmmmm!!” as she swallowed it.

  Tiffany tried to move then realized her hands were chained up on the wall above her head and her feet were chained as well. She looked over to see that Star and the other women that were with them were chained to the wall also. Their eyes were opened, but they were too scared to speak or move.

  “Get off of me now, bitch,” Black Ice yelled as he pulled up his jeans and threw in an eight ball of crack onto the floor. Yasmin quickly grabbed the ball and broke a little piece off and stuffed it into her glass pipe and held the lighter at the end of it and inhaled the white thick smoke. “So, you’re finally awake, Tiffany?” Black Ice asked as he walked towards her with a metal baseball bat in one hand and a cigarette mixed with crack in the other he inhaled and let out the smoke out from his nose.

  He now stood face to face with her. “So, you thought you could escape me, bitch? What did I tell you! I said no one ever gets away from me and if they do they will pay! Ha ha ha!” Black Ice let out his sinister laugh and swung the bat hitting her in the knee.

  “Ahhhh!” she cried out in pain.

  “Bitch, I told you to never run and you killed four of my pets!” he yelled as he swung again hitting her in the thigh so hard she screamed and cried as tears ran down her face. She felt like she wanted to pass out from the pain. He then walked to Star and the other woman and hit them both repeatedly in the legs and thighs with the bat. The women cried and screamed and tried to wiggle away, but it was in vain with their hands chained up over their heads and feet chained to the wall they couldn’t move.