A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD II

by speight, shameek

  “What? Do Michael know?” Kema asked with a shocked look on her face.

  “No, I didn’t tell him. I just found out the other day and I was about to tell him then some crazy shit came up.”

  “So, are you going to tell him soon?” Kema asked.

  “Yes, I am. I have to. I still have the papers in my purse, but that’s not the worse part that I’m about to tell you and I’m only telling you because I can trust you. We all know the stories of Black Ice and the things he did or they say that he do and that Michael is his son. So now we living in the house that Black Ice left him and got to worry about when he will come and get Michael.”

  “But, Envy you knew all of this before you got with Michael or moved in.”

  “Yeah Kema, I did, but now he has more enemies. His cousin, Pooky tried to kill him one night by the center, but Michael handled it. The other day two gunmen broke into our house that worked for Pooky. I shot and killed one and Michael killed the other one.”

  “So, what’s wrong with that Envy? Shit, if someone breaks into my apartment, I’ll kill their ass too.” Kema said while pulling out a chrome baby 9

  mm from her purse. “I know grand mom raised us, but we live on these streets and know we have to protect ourselves as women. I taught you how to use a gun when you were fourteen. So tell me, what’s the problem, Envy? You have a good man that helps women and children, you go to school, and he loves you.”

  “Kema, I know how good my man is.

  There’s just crazy shit going on. I done seen that little boy, Mike, black out and start stabbing the dying gunmen I shot. We had to yell and pull him off the guy to snap him back. Shit, he’s only ten years old and that makes me think what if Michael blacks out like that? I won’t be able to control him.

  I heard about his other side. His street name is Evil, but never seen him wild out myself. I know his eyes can get so cold and evil at times, just like that little boy.”

  “But Envy, you know you can’t listen to rumors or the streets. If you did, you know Michael or Evil, as they call him, would never hurt a woman, only men that abuse them,” Kema stated.

  “I know Michael would never hurt me. I’m just thinking now that there are two boys out there with Black Ice’s blood in them and there might be three.”

  “Envy, you think Black Ice knows that he has another son?”

  Envy stopped and thought for a while. “Hell no, if he did, I’m sure he would come for him.

  He’ll be easier to control more than Michael. He always wanted to control him,” Envy replied.

  “Yeah you’re right, so you know you have to be strong and ready. I got your back and what you mean three people with Black Ice’s blood in them? There are only two we know about right?”

  Envy lowered her head. “Kema, I’m pregnant.”

  “What girl? That’s great!” Kema yelled and hugged her and was smiling from ear to ear.

  Kema pulled back when she noticed that Envy wasn’t smiling. “What’s wrong, girl? You’re not happy? You don’t want the baby?”

  “No Kema, it isn’t that. I want the baby and I’m happy about it. I just found out when I took the test in your bathroom yesterday because I haven’t been feeling so good. I’m sad because what if my baby has Black Ice’s rage like Michael or Mike, and even worse, what if Black Ice comes for my baby?”

  “That would never happen, ever. Michael would never let that happen and you’re a fighter.

  You wouldn’t let that shit happen and I sure as hell won’t let that go down.”

  “Yeah, I know you right girl, that’s why I love you. You always clear my head.”

  “So, when you going to tell Michael about the baby and Mike being his brother?”

  Envy looked at her sister in the eyes, “Soon, real soon.”

  Chapter 12

  “Your mine Roxy, don’t you forever forget that!” Black Ice yelled with each pump he made inside Tiffany making sure to give her all that long nine inch dick with hard deep strokes. Tiffany’s hands were chained to the wall by her wrist above her head with her back pressed against the wall and legs spread wide open with Black Ice between them pumping fast and hard, then real slow. “Your mine and always will be Roxy!” Black Ice yelled as he pumped even harder.

  “Yes, I’m yours. I’m yours,” Tiffany screamed back. She could tell by the look in his eyes that she better say what she had to in order to keep him calm. ‘Damn, why his dick got to feel so fucking good,’ she thought to herself as she came and looked at the sweat dripping down his muscular body onto his six pack stomach and ripped arms with muscles popping out from everywhere. Her pussy couldn’t help, but to get wetter. Black Ice pumped as fast as he could go and nutted all inside Tiffany.

  “Damn, that’s my bitch.” He pulled out of her and pulled up his jeans, threw his shirt over his shoulders, and let it hang there. “If you keep being good, I might take your ass out this fucking room with these bitches and my pet hyenas chained to the other side of these rooms.”

  Tiffany turned her head to see Star hanging right there next to her and Yasmin chained to the wall as well. Tiffany and Star’s eyes met and she could see the sadness in them. “I kind of like it in this room,” Tiffany said out loud.

  Black Ice stopped from walking out of the room and stood there with his back turned. He turned around and pulled out a six inch knife that was curved at the tip. He walked over to Tiffany looking in her eyes. Her whole body began to shake. She knew there was nothing in his crazy mind that he wouldn’t do to try and harm her or anyone else. It was as if he fed off of the pain of others. Black Ice raised the knife to her face. “You like it here, Tiffany, in this fucking room and have the nerve to talk back? I think I know why and I will cut the problem at the source.” Black Ice moved from Tiffany and walked over to Star. He grabbed her face. “No, please no,” Star screamed and began to cry.

  “Don’t hurt her. Please, don’t hurt her. I’ll be good.”

  Black Ice looked at Tiffany then smiled. In one swift move, he swung slicing Star’s cheek leaving a wide cut at first you could see the meat and then the blood started to pour out of it. Star screamed out in agonizing pain. He then cut her next cheek. Star cried and screamed. “Please, stop no…no more!”

  At the scent of blood, the four hyenas chained up started to get excited and started pulling away from the chains to get away, free to attack.

  “Please, I’ll be good I swear. I didn’t mean what I said!” Tiffany yelled while crying.

  “Now, you listen bitch and you listen good,”

  Black Ice said while looking at Tiffany. “You not in this fucking room to enjoy yourself. The only reason your little friend here is alive is because of you as soon as you get that through your head the better. I’ll kill her if you try to run again and if you talk back. I’ll cut your ass so badly you would wish you were dead. Then I will fuck, Star, here and then cut off her arms then feet and feed her to my hyenas, very slowly. So, she and you both can watch them enjoy their meal. Are we fucking clear?”

  “Yes! Yes!” Tiffany screamed and shook her head up and down.

  “Ha Ha Ha!” Black Ice laughed. His laughter sent chills through Tiffany, Star, and Yasmin’s body even the hyenas stopped laughing and sat down out of fear. As he walked out of the room and the steel door shut behind him, outside the door was one of his henchmen, Tiwan. “How’s the drug selling going? Did we make the quota this month?”

  “Yes boss. We did better than last month.

  We made over 300,000 dollars. It’s getting easier with all the drug dealers buying all the weight of crack from us. The increase of all the women that we’ve made crack heads. They go back on the street and sell their bodies or do anything to buy crack even turning their men into crack heads by telling them they would love it if they just tried it,”

  Tiwan replied.

  This only made Black Ice smirk his devilish grin. “Yes, just as I planned. I think we soon need to do this in other boroughs and states. Tiwan, I
made you in charge of all the other men because of your actions of killing that fool who had no idea and I think you know better than to cross me right?"

  Black Ice said as he looked at him from the corner of his eyes.

  "No boss. I'm not foolish enough to cross you and will kill anyone thinking of it." Tiwan said meaning every word.

  "Good, keep it that way and you'll live long and be rich." Black Ice replied as his mind began to think of Michael. "My boy, you should be ready for me by now. I've let you grow and watched you and know the killer you've become. Soon it will be time to see if you have more of my blood in you or your mother's," he said out loud.

  Tiffany and Star both felt as if they both couldn't stop crying. "Don't cry, Star, I swear I'll find a way for us to get out of here. I swear,"

  Tiffany said as she let the last tear roll down her face. "I hate that motherfucker and will get him."

  "Tiff we're never going to get out of here.

  He'll never let us go. He'll feed us to them dogs first. He has something for you and in his sick mind, its love." Star explained while still crying.

  Yasmin couldn't help but cry too as she looked and listened to her two friends. "I'm sorry, Tiff and Star. I know we will be alright and we'll get out one day," Yasmin stated.

  "Won't you shut the fuck up bitch? I blame your ass for us being in this room. Now, we might have gotten away if we found the door to the parking lot, but you had to sell your own friends the fuck out for an eight ball of crack and the dream of him setting you free. You're no fucking better than him or his men. Two young women died because of you. We are in this room because of you,"

  Tiffany yelled.

  "But, I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. That crack was calling me and I wanted to be free. I wasn't thinking straight." Yasmin replied while crying and thinking of her actions.

  "What the fuck you mean, you couldn’t help it, Yasmin? We’ve been friends our whole life. We constantly talk to women every day. We talk them through a drug problem and you couldn’t help yourself, bitch? I think your true side came out at the end. You only care about yourself, but I swear you are going to fucking get yours.” Yasmin held her head down in shame. “Yeah I hope you fucking die or he feed you to them damn dogs, Yasmin.”

  “Why would you hurt me? I would never hurt you. I love you,” Star yelled.

  “Don’t waste your energy on her, Star. She could care less and she’s just waiting for the next time they come in here with some crack for her to smoke. That’s the only thing she seems to love now.”

  “Yeah, you’re right, but even as a crack head these monsters made me. I know who my true friends are and where my loyalty belongs,” Star replied.

  Chapter 13

  Envy couldn’t believe how beautiful the house was in Long Island and wished they moved there first instead of the town house in Brooklyn.

  She loved Brooklyn and was a Brooklyn woman all the way, but there was something about Long Island she was starting to love. She spent the day shopping with Michael and Mike buying things for the house. Roosevelt Mall was becoming one of her favorite shopping spots now. “I love this, Michael, decorating is my favorite thing to do next to making myself and people pretty.”

  “I know, Envy, that’s why I let you do it.”

  “No Michael, you let me do it because I’m great at it,” Envy said laughing. “Come on Mike, we have to hurry up and get to the car so we can meet the delivery trucks at home for our new stuff.”

  “Yes, Miss Envy,” Mike replied while walking as fast as his little legs could while carrying three shopping bags in each hand.

  “Envy, leave him alone,” Michael said laughing while loading bags into the truck and Envy doing the same. Mike had stuffed his bags in the car. “Did you have fun today, Mike?”

  “Yes, Miss Envy, I did and thank you for buying the outfits for me and most of all the outfits for my friend, Crystal. Now, she is going to love it with the sneakers.”

  “It was no problem, Mike, and you can stop calling me Miss Envy baby, just call me Envy, okay?”

  “Okay,” Mike replied. Michael smiled as they drove home. He loved the way they interacted with each other. “It’s good to have you back. I was starting to worry that all that happened scared you and besides me and Mike was making a mess of the new house.”

  “Oh, don’t blame it on Mike. Michael I know how messy you are at times. The both of you better keep your butts out my living room with the new white living room set coming in. I’ll beat the both of you,” Mike and Michael smiled, but knew Envy meant serious business. As soon as they pulled up to the house, delivery trucks pulled up right behind them and Envy hopped out of the passenger end and started giving orders telling the men what to do and where to put the new couch set and her master bedroom set even a new bed set for Mike’s room.

  “Damn, I guess you didn’t like anything I left in the house because you just changed it all,”

  Michael said as he watched the old things go out and new things come in. He was impressed by Envy’s good taste in fashion. The house became homier with the white living room set, the brown bedroom set for their room, and more. “I guess the saying is true it takes a man to buy a house, but a woman to make it a home.” It took five hours for Envy to get it the way she wanted.

  “Okay, now it looks like someone loves the two of you.”

  “Someone does love us. You Envy,”

  Michael replied.

  Mike looked at them both and hugged and kissed them. “Umm, you two love me? No one ever said they loved me before.” He said then looked down at his feet as if he were scared of what they might say.

  “Yes baby, we love you very much. Now, come give us a hug sweetie.” Mike lifted his head up and smiled and ran into Envy and Michael’s open arms.

  “I love you, Mike,” Michael said, “We both do.”

  “I love you too, Michael and Envy.” Mike replied as a tear rolled down his face and he hugged them even tighter not wanting to let go for the first time in his life he felt love. He wasn’t being beaten or mistreated or someone calling him a child of a crack head that was supposed to take care of him.

  Envy wanted to cry as she wondered how a child could be mistreated so bad his whole life the same thing that Michael had been through. She felt the only thing different Michael had his mother. Then her mind raced. ‘Oh shit, I almost forgot they’re brothers. I have to tell them,’ Envy thought to herself. “Okay, I guess then I think we should go out tonight and celebrate because of how nice our new home looks,” Envy said as she broke their embrace.

  “Oh that sounds good to me, baby, and it will give me and Mike a chance to wear one of the outfits you picked out for us.”

  “Okay, so then it’s a date with my two favorite guys. I’ll start getting ready and you boys do the same.”

  Two hours later, Envy, Michael, and Mike were fully dressed and since it was in the middle of November, they all had on matching gray leather jackets even though under Envy and Michael’s jacket their guns were on their shoulder holsters.

  After living with Michael, Envy knew what it meant to stay on point. So she made it her business to never go anywhere without the guns Rachel gave her and the knife Michael gave her strapped to the holster on her thigh under her jeans. “All my boys look so handsome.”

  “Thank you, Envy,” Mike said.

  “These shoes just don’t match the gray is too different and my outfit is lighter. Michael, do you think we can step at the old house to grab my other pair of gray Gucci shoes?”

  “Damn Envy, out of the hundreds of pairs of shoes you got here and the new ones you brought today, you still can’t find a pair to match?” Michael replied.

  “No I can’t and you know how I am about my shoes. I don’t know why you left five pairs behind when you packed and moved my stuff, baby,” Envy said while poking her lip out. “Please baby, we’ll be in and out then we’ll leave. I promise and then we’ll never have to go back to that house again.”

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sp; Michael could see that she wasn’t going to be happy until she got her shoes. “Damn spoiled butt, come on. We can stop.” Michael said as he headed for the front door followed by Envy who was smiling from ear to ear with Mike holding her hand. They jumped in the car and headed to the belt parkway towards Brooklyn.

  A half an hour later they pulled up in front of their brown stone house. Envy stepped out of the car with the house keys in her hand. “Hold up, baby, I think we all should go in with you,”

  Michael said as he stepped out of the car followed by Mike.

  “Yeah, you right.” Envy said as she got up the steps to the front door and used the keys to unlock and they then stepped inside. Michael closed the door and pulled his gun out of his holster at the same time as Envy. They walked up their stairs slowly with their guns. Leading the way, Michael opened the bedroom door and looked around. “Grab your shoes and let’s get the fuck out of here. I got a bad feeling we shouldn’t be here.”

  “Oh baby,” Envy said as she quickly went in the closet and grabbed the Gucci shoe box and the other boxes. Michael just looked at her and shook his head. “What, I’m not leaving my shoes,” Envy said as she raised her eyebrow and then followed him and Mike to the front door. Then they put their guns back in their holsters before walking outside and got in the car.

  “You happy now, baby?” Michael asked as he pulled off.

  “Yes baby, I am,” Envy replied while pulling the Gucci shoes out of the box and took off the shoes she had on and put the gray Gucci’s on.

  “See, I told you Pooky if we wait here they’d come back,” Caesar said as he started up the black truck.

  “I think we should’ve of attacked them when they was in the house or when they came out.

  We have more than enough men with us,” Pooky stated as he turned his head around from the passenger seat to look at the four gunmen sitting in the back and could see the next truck parked two cars down with five of their gunmen in it.