A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD II

by speight, shameek

  “In other words, no one can take you from us ever,” Envy stated.

  “You promise Envy, you really mean it?”

  Mike asked looking her in the eyes.

  “Yes baby, I promise, I mean we promise that no one will ever take you away.”

  With Envy’s words and Michael’s love, Mike smiled the biggest smile he ever had in his life and went back to eating. Envy smiled then gave a look to Michael, Michael knew the look and what she wanted him to do. “I’m not ready Envy, but I will be soon,” he replied and went back to eating.

  ‘I’ll tell him when I’m ready. It’s all a little too much for all of us to deal with. There’s so much changing that’s happening so fast. How am I going to tell him we have the same father and he’s my brother? He will ask where I have been his whole life when he was being abused. How do I tell him I didn’t even know he was born?’ Michael thought to himself as he tried to push the thoughts out of his mind.

  Chapter 16

  Black Ice looked at Tiffany and Star then at Yasmin chained to the wall and smiled his devilish grin. He pulled a key out of his pocket and uncuffed Tiffany’s hand. Then he looked at Star’s face and was amazed at the two deep cuts he left on her cheek. Star closed her eyes and her body began to shake as he stood face to face with her as if he wanted to kiss. “HA HA HA,” he laughed and grabbed her face then kissed her on the lips. He uncuffed her hands and feet then looked at her stomach that was growing from the baby inside. He walked over to Yasmin and uncuffed her. One of Black Ice’s guards came in with three plates of food and a tray full of crack with three crack pipes.

  “Ladies you know the routine. You get two hours free from your chains to eat and smoke, but first,”

  Black Ice said as he pulled down his jeans and his nine inch dick stood straight up in the air, “Come and please me.”

  Tiffany felt as if she wanted to throw up as she crawled to him with Star and Yasmin by her side. She took his dick in her mouth. ‘Damn I wish I could bite this shit the fuck off,’ she thought to herself as she sucked the tip of his dick. Star slowly sucked his balls taking each ball in her mouth one by one then both at the same time. “Shit, that’s right, suck that shit you filthy whores.” He took his dick out of Tiffany’s mouth and stuffed it into Yasmin’s and grabbed the back of her head and began to pump fast and hard. Yasmin felt as if she wanted to choke as his dick hit the back of her throat. “Don’t you fucking move,” Black Ice yelled as he seen her grasping for air. He pulled out and lifted Star’s face up and stuffed his dick all the way in with long strokes while Tiffany sucked his balls and Yasmin licked around his private. Black Ice clenched his teeth and pulled out of Star’s mouth.

  “Lift your fucking face up,” he yelled. Yasmin, Tiffany, and Star did as they were ordered and he jerked his dick hard and fast pumping it back and forth until he nutted and cum shot out of his dick spraying all onto three women’s faces. “Oh shit, that was good,” Black Ice groaned as he pulled up his boxers and jeans. He looked at Tiffany wipe the cum off her eyelids and forehead and tossed it on the floor with her finger. “Bitch, are you mad. Pick that shit up and swallow.” Tiffany’s face balled up in anger. “Tiff, don’t make me tell you again.” She nervously bent over and stuck out her tongue and let it travel across the floor where cum was and licked it up. Black Ice smirked then looked at Star and Yasmin wiping the cum off their face and putting it in their mouth. “Very good ladies, come here Tiffany,” Black Ice ordered. Tiffany stood up barely looking him in the eyes. She walked over to him. Black Ice looked at her stomach that was now poking out and rubbed it. “You’re getting big, Tiffany. What are you now maybe four and a half months?”

  “Yes, I think I’m four and a half months, but I’m not sure because in this room with no clocks or television. I don’t even know what day it is,”

  Tiffany replied as she lowered her head.

  “You should have never tried to run and you wouldn’t be in here with the fucking dogs and these bitches. You belong to me personally, and me only, but your damn actions and mouth is what got you in here and what kept you in here. You stay in here for just two more weeks and I’ll move you. And I might think about taking your friend with you, but not out of kindness just to keep you in line. For whenever you act up, she will feel pain for your mistakes. Now sit down and eat. I’ll have more food sent to you,” Black Ice said as he walked across the room to his four hyenas and laughed as he pet them. He unhooked one and held him by a leash. With the hyena by his side, he entered the code for the steel door and it opened. He left and shut the door behind him.

  Tiffany and Star both spit out the cum they were hiding under their tongue. “I hate that fucking animal. I swear one day I’ll kill him,” Tiffany yelled.

  “Yeah, I’m with you. Shit, I wanted to bite his dick off,” Star replied.

  “Hell yeah, you bite his dick then I bite his balls,” Tiffany said while eating.

  “I could see his face now,” Star said laughing and making Tiffany laugh also.

  “You both need to stop thinking and talking like that before he hear you and feed you to those damn hyenas across the room,” Yasmin said while letting out crack smoke from her mouth. She stuffed the pipe with more crack rocks and held the lighter to it and inhaled the thick smoke.

  “Why the fuck do you care you back stabbing bitch and why are you still smoking that stuff? There’s no one in the room to force us anymore. Now, it’s out on our own free will to smoke it or not. You’re pregnant, Yasmin,” Tiffany replied.

  “Fuck that! I mean, well smoking takes the pain away and makes me forget about being here and I could care two shits about this baby inside of me. Those men raped me repeatedly every day. I don’t even know which one of them is the father and I don’t care. If I could kill this child growing in me, I would.”

  Tiffany and Star shook their heads in shame.

  “You’re a counselor for abused women and drugs you should be able to fight the need to smoke that shit. We have, even now it hurts and it calls us. We have to be strong. We can’t tell women to be strong every day at work and we can’t even do it our damn self and I don’t know which one of those evil men got me pregnant. They raped me too over and over, but I’m going to love this baby because it’s a part of me. If we ever do get away from this beast, my child will have a good life,” Star stated.

  Yasmin rolled her eyes and stuffed her pipe with more crack then began to smoke. “You bitches are crazy if you think we’re ever going to leave this place alive and I will ever love this child. If I did keep it, it would always remind me of this place and my life is over. Look what the fuck happened to me? I’m a fucking crack head at twenty two and this baby will only be another child of a crack head.

  Tiffany you shouldn’t be shaking your fucking head and judging me. You’re the one with the seed of a monster growing inside of you. Shit, you’re a fool girl because in his sick mind he loves you. I’d be sucking his dick and fucking him and telling him I love his ass too because I know he had your ass living better than this being chained to a fucking wall in a dark ass room with fucking dogs that laugh all damn night and day that’s just waiting for the chance to eat us.”

  Tiffany jumped up and ran across the room and smacked Yasmin so hard that her head turned and the crack pipe flew out of her mouth. “Who the fuck are you? You’re not the same woman I grew up with, not the same friend I loved,” Tiffany yelled as she was about to hit her again, but then stopped and watched Yasmin search on the floor until she found the crack pipe and picked up the piece of crack that fell out and tried to stuff them back in.

  Star and Tiffany looked in amazement their friend turned into a true crack head and that was the only thing she cared about. There was a full tray of crack right by Yasmin, but she was so in love and hooked to the drug, she couldn’t bear to see even a little crumb go to waste.

  Tiffany walked back to where Star was and sat back down. “Damn, in his mind he does love me, but that’s only because he thin
ks I’m Roxy at times and he won’t let none of his other men touch me and this baby is his, but more of mine and I’ll love it,” Tiffany said out loud to no one in particular. Star saw her friend hurting and hugged her and then held each other crying.

  “Don’t worry Tiff. We’re going to be fine.”

  “You bitches are really crazy. We’re sitting on concrete floors and shitting and pissing in buckets and we’re going to be okay?” Yasmin said then laughed while she rocked back and forth and inhaled more smoke from the crack pipe.

  “Yasmin, shut the fuck up because I’ll do more than smack your ass like Tiff just did,” Star yelled. Yasmin got quiet and knew Star’s words were more than a threat. She stuffed her pipe with more crack and continued to smoke.

  Chapter 17

  Caesar woke up in a dark room. He tried to move, but couldn’t when he realized his hands were cuffed behind his back and his whole body had been wrapped around in thick chains to the chair he was sitting in. He had his head down and could see he wasn’t wearing any shoes and the chair was bolted onto the floor. He lifted his head up and tossed his long dreads to his back that came down to his shoulders. Caesar looked around the room, but couldn’t see anything but darkness. Then a large steel door opened. He had to close his eyes from the bright light. He opened his eyes to see two figures and what looked like a dog walking towards him. “So, Caesar you didn’t learn from the first time around,” a voice boomed. The voice sent chills through Caesar’s body he knew it all too well.

  Black Ice stepped into the light with a machete in one hand and a leash in the other that held his hyena. Then his new lieutenant, Tiwan, stepped by his side. “Tiwan, I want you to meet Caesar. My old lieutenant, Caesar, meet Tiwan, he has your job now,” Black Ice said with a smile on his face.

  “Caesar, Caesar, you’re such an ass. You live after I threw your ass in a barrel in the Coney Island Ocean. It’s been ten years and you stood on the low in hiding. Why the fuck you didn’t stay there?”

  Black Ice asked with a smirk on his face.

  Caesar looked at him in the eyes. It had been ten and a half years since he laid eyes on Black Ice and his heart still pounded with fear. The eyes of Black Ice were still the eyes of a demon. A part of him was hoping on the day he did find Black Ice, he’d be a full blown crack head, skinny, weak, and smoked out, but that was not at all what he was seeing now. Even in his forties, Black Ice was stronger than most men half his age. Muscles popped out everywhere from his body like he worked out every day.

  Black Ice had seen the shock in Caesar’s eyes. “What you expected me to be some washed up crack head didn’t you? You stupid ass. You haven’t learned shit from ten years ago just like you thought I was washed up and unable to run. Shit, I saw through you and Ace’s plan. To answer the questions that must be running through your mind.

  Yes, I still smoke crack fool, but I learned how to control it and not smoke as much. I take steroids to keep my weight up and work out every day because I’m waiting for my boy and I have to be ready for when he comes. Speaking about that topic, why the fuck you come out of hiding?”

  Caesar knew he was a dead man no matter what. Black Ice had failed once on killing him. He knew there wouldn’t be a second time he’d get away. “I’d been waiting and watching for you to show your black face for years to get revenge. You took everything from me, my son. You monster how do you chop up an eight year old boy? So, to get even I decided to kill your son and bring you out of hiding,” Caesar yelled.

  Black Ice smirked, “So, how did that go, huh, not so easy to kill a child of mine as easy as it was for me to chop your fucking son’s head off.”

  “Fuck you! Fuck You!” Caesar yelled repeatedly. Black Ice looked at his lieutenant and Tiwan knew what to do in a swift move Tiwan elbowed Caesar in the nose breaking it and sending blood squirting out of it. Then he began to work on Caesar’s face and punched him in the eyes then went wild and sent blow after blow to Caesar’s jaw and used his face as a punching bag. “That’s enough Tiwan.” Tiwan stopped and was smiling as he looked at Caesar lumped up face covered in blood and knots. “I bet your ass wished you stayed in hiding,” Tiwan said as he stepped back.

  Caesar spit up blood before he spoke, “I know you’re going to kill me, but I just got to know how you found me?”

  Black Ice laughed, “It was easy. First, you kept attacking my son and I’m always watching him in some kind of way, but if he couldn’t handle you.

  He didn’t deserve to live and have my blood flowing through his veins. Shit, to be honest, if I didn’t get you, he would have found you in time.

  And how I found you was so easy. That young crack head your men were fucking belongs to me. I promised to set her free for good if she could lead me to you. Of course, I lied and fed her to my hyenas. Caesar, you’re right. I am going to kill you, but very slowly and painfully,” Black Ice said and raised the machete he had had in his hand and swung with all his might and chopped off Caesar’s leg from the knee. “AAHHH,” Caesar howled in agonizing pain with blood gushing out of his open wound.

  Tiwan passed Black Ice a small bottle.

  Black Ice opened the bottle and poured out the liquid onto the machete. Then pulled out a lighter and flicked it. The machete caught on fire. Tiwan and Caesar both looked as Black Ice held the machete in his hand with the blade now on fire.

  When Black Ice was sure enough that the blade was hot, he looked at Caesar then pressed it on the open wound where Caesar’s right leg used to be. Caesar screamed and squirmed as the hot blade cooked and melted his flesh. The smell of cooked meat was in the air. “AAHHH,” Caesar screamed and tears rolled down his face. When Black Ice was sure that the wound was closed and the bleeding had stopped, he removed the machete that was now smoking and melted and cooked flesh stuck to it. Caesar head was held down to his chin as he felt as if he wanted to pass out. “Don’t pass out like a little bitch, Caesar. I want you to see this.”

  “Fuck you! Fuck you!” Caesar yelled barely able to get the words out. Black Ice chained the hyena to the wall and it began to laugh with excitement. Black Ice picked Caesar’s leg off the floor and walked over to the hyena and held the leg over its head enticing the hyena. Blood dripped out of the leg and watched the hyena rip through it cracking the bones and swallowed a large piece of meat.

  “You know Caesar, I seen him eat more times than I could count, but it always ceases to amaze me how strong their jaws are and then eating even the bones. Shit, I found the best way in the world to get rid of a body. They never leave any evidence. That’s how I’m going to kill you. I think every three days I’m going to chop off one of your limbs and feed it to my pet here. And he’s going three days at a time not eating is going to have him go crazy. When you don’t have any more arms and legs, I’m going to set him free and see how long it’s going to take a starving hyena to eat the rest of you,” Black Ice said then laughed. “I burned your leg because I don’t want you bleeding to death. I want you to live to watch everything,” Black Ice said as he and Tiwan left the room and the steel doors locked behind them.

  Caesar watched in horror as the hyena made a meal of what was left of his leg and began to scream. “AAHHH,” he screamed for hours knowing he’d never be heard or saved and never leave that room alive.

  Chapter 18

  Michael had been planning for the festival for a month now and now the big day was finally here. Twice a year he started giving a festival in the streets of Brooklyn right by his center where people from all over would come and eat for free, listen to music, and their kids could play games. There was a contest from everything to who cooked the best Chili to who danced the best. The festival was one of the ways Michael could give back to the community. People from all over would come and support it from the Mayor to the Chief of Police.

  People donated money and then there were those who had a little more of things they didn’t need and they donated clothes and toys for the women and children in the center. Michael couldn’
t believe this year’s turn out. He had to block off four blocks just for the festival and it still wasn’t enough. Cops in blue uniforms stood by the road blocks so no cars could get in and the others walked around to make sure everyone was safe. Michael loved this benefit most of all by doing so much to help people the city was always willing to help him. The festival was full of women and men of different ages listening to loud music, drinking, and dancing. Children of all races and ages were running up and down the street to get on the rides that were set up for them.

  Michael walked around the festival greeting people shaking their hands with Envy by his side. He was dressed in an all black Ralph Lauren suit and Envy had on a red Dolce and Gabbana dress with the shoes to match and a black thin cut jacket. They stopped every now and then to take pictures with everyone. A photographer followed them around and channel seven news team was out filming everything that was going on.

  Michael stopped in front of the police chief and shook his hand. “Michael, you know I have to take a picture with you and your lovely lady.”

  “Sure, Chief Kells,” Envy smiled. “You always know what to say to make a woman smile.

  If you were a little younger, you might just steal me from Michael,” Envy said joking around as they posed for the picture.

  “Miss Envy, I still got some kicks in me,”

  Chief Kells replied. It always amazed Envy how older men loved to flirt even when they’re in their fifties.

  “Michael, I took care of that problem you were having with Detective Roy and his partner. I suspended him for harassment and I’m more than sure you won’t have to worry about him anymore.

  He’ll learn his lesson. No one should be able to blame you for your father’s mistakes. He took lives and you save them. You cleaned up this community pretty good, Michael. And the donuts you send to the precinct every year helps a great deal.”

  “No problem, Chief Kells. And thank you for your help as well,” Michael replied.