“How ya’ll know anyway? I…know ya’ll don’t fuck wit’ Trell.” Sweat was starting to bead on JJ’s forehead and nose.
“You scared nigga?” Dame taunted him. “Where’s the video?”
“What video?” JJ’s voice was trembling.
“You know exactly what video I’m talkin’ ‘bout. Where the fuck is it?” Dame used the butt of the gun to bust him in the forehead.
The blow opened his skin and blood started to pour down his face.
“Go see what was in that room while I find out what this fuck nigga knows.”
I was thinking the same thing and as soon as he suggested it I was heading back up the steps. Although I wanted to know what JJ was saying, I really wanted to know what the fuck was in that damn room. When I swung the door open my mouth fell open and I made my way back down to the basement with my own gun drawn.
“Fuck that! I’m ‘bout to kill this fuck nigga!” My gun was at his temple as Dame gave me a questioning look.
“Man wait. This nigga ‘bout to tell me where the damn video is. Shit, calm the fuck down.”
I was fuming as I breathed all hard. “Fuck that! I found at least ten bricks of Kush on the bed in that damn room. It’s packaged exactly how I do my shit. That nigga took my shit! How the fuck you know where I keep my stash nigga?”
Tears were falling down JJ’s cheeks. He was acting like a straight bitch, but having two guns in your face when you got caught up in your shit could do that to a nigga.
“Dame told me,” he snitched.
Dame looked at me. “It wasn’t like that man…I forgot that shit even slipped outta my mouth to that nigga.”
“Was you in on that shit?” I had to know.
“Hell fuck no nigga. If I was in on it I wouldn’t be here right now!”
I was ready to blow JJ’s brains out, but we needed that damn video first.
“How many other mufuckas got that video nigga?” I asked JJ. For some reason I believed Dame.
“As far as I know I’m the only one. You pissed me off Keys. That’s the only reason I took yo’ shit. You can take it back. I’ll give ya’ll the video. Just don’t kill me or tell Trell…I’ll tell ya’ll everything.”
I laughed hard as fuck. That nigga must’ve been smoking something other than weed if he thought that shit was going to be that easy.
“I can take my shit back? Nigga, you funny as hell. Damn right I’m takin’ my shit back. Not only are we takin’ my shit back, but we takin’ the video and we gon’ take yo’ life too!” I wasn’t playing with his ass.
Because of him I was mad as hell at my pops. I was even plotting on that nigga and his girl. It crossed my mind that Kelly really wanted to fuck me and it had nothing to do with my weed getting stolen. Damn, that was fucked up. That hoe was really willing to fuck her own man’s son. Trifling ass thot bitch.
“Please don’t…please. We been boys since we were kids man.” Dame begged.
“Let’s just kill this cry bitch ass nigga,” I said. “We’ll ransack this mufucka ‘till we find what we lookin’ for.”
“No, I’ll tell you what you want to know. Just don’t kill me,” he pleaded, but his pleas fell on deaf ears.
Dame gave me a look that told me to go along with acting like we’d spare his life, so I backed down.
“A’ight. Where’s the fuckin’ video nigga?” Dame asked as I just looked on with venom in my eyes.
“It’s in a shoebox in my closet in my bedroom.”
I left the room and ran up to his bedroom. There were a lot of shoe boxes but only one of them had a DVD in it with no writing on it. There was no way for me to know if it was the right one by looking at it, so I looked around until I spotted a laptop on the bed. There was a password on that shit and that only added to my frustration.
“Damnit! Shit! Fuck!” I yelled before running back down to the basement.
When I spotted a desktop computer in the corner I made my way over to it and turned it on. Dame was still holding the gun on JJ who was still begging him not to kill him. I blocked all of that shit out as I waited for the computer to boot up. There was no password. Once it was on the home screen I found the CD Rom and opened it. I placed the DVD inside and pressed play after it closed.
Sure enough, it was what we were looking for. I removed the DVD and walked over to JJ. I pointed my gun at his head again.
“Are you the one that Trell got to watch Sen while he’s gone?” I asked.
“Who is Sen and how ya’ll niggas know so much?” I could tell that he didn’t recognize that name.
“Jasenia, Mendosa’s daughter.”
“Oh, nah. He ain’t tell me to watch her.”
I nodded. “Okay. Did he tell you everything we need to know?” That question was for Dame.
Dame nodded. “Yeah, we done wit’ him.”
“Good.” I turned my attention back to JJ. “I would’ve let you live, but you stole my shit nigga.”
Pow! Pow!
I let two rounds off and turned to leave the room before his body could even fall. Shit, all I wanted was my ten bricks back. That snake ass nigga got exactly what he deserved. Before we left we packed my shit up in a bag that I’d found in the bedroom’s closet. Then we made it look like a robbery by trashing the place. After that I made sure to put another DVD in the shoebox to throw Trell off just in case he came looking for it. Once he found out that JJ was dead, I was sure that he’d look to see if it was there. That would throw off any suspicion that Sen was in on the murder. I just hoped he didn’t watch it before I killed him.
* * *
Jasenia
“I’m on my way over. I miss you.” I told Keys over the phone.
It had been at least a week and a half since Trell had left for Savannah. I didn’t know who he had watching me, but I was trying to be careful since we knew that it wasn’t JJ.
I was aware of the fact that JJ was dead and was just grateful that at least we had one of the videos in our possession. Things had still been kind of different between me and Keys, but I was working on getting us back to where we were.
It was my idea to go back to my condo. I needed things to seem normal just in case someone was really watching me for Trell. Knowing that Keys was never too far away was comforting. He was scared that somebody would be coming after me although Trell was gone, so he kept a close eye on me too. So far nothing out of the ordinary had happened. The only places I went were to my father’s house and back home. I hadn’t seen Keys since the day I left, although we talked on the phone constantly.
“Okay, but be careful,” he simply said before hanging up.
I grabbed my purse, walked out of the side door and down the street. I’d already accessed my Uber app and gave the address of a nearby Burger King. Anybody that Trell had watching me wouldn’t have ever thought I’d be walking, let alone waiting at a Burger King for Uber.
In less than an hour I was where I wanted to be. I knocked on the door and waited to see his handsome face. When he opened the door his reaction surprised me.
“Hey,” he said and stepped aside without hugging me or giving me a kiss.
After he closed the door I had to ask, “What the hell Keys? You’ve been actin’ funny for a minute. What’s the problem?”
“I don’t wanna come across as wantin’ too much too soon,” he threw my words back in my face.
“Oh, so that’s what this is all about? I didn’t mean it the way you took it.”
I followed him and sat down on the sofa. He didn’t say anything, so I did. “I only meant that you want me to reveal everything about me in such a short amount of time. Just like you said before, we don’t know each other as adults. I love you Keys and I don’t want to push you away by letting you know about every little fucked up fragment of me.”
“You gave me your heart and your body though Sen.” He shook his head. “See, that’s yo’ problem yo’. Instead of being real and keepin’ shit one hundred yo’ ass is so worried about losi
n’ somebody. I ain’t gon’ leave you and yo’ pops ain’t either. You gotta stop worryin’ about what we think. When a person loves you none of that bullshit matters. You see how I’m willin’ to murk a nigga for you. C’mon, why the fuck you doubtin’ me? I’m here. I ain’t goin’ nowhere…no matter what. Kill that shit ma.”
I shivered with desire at how he took control. He wasn’t controlling like Trell though. Instead of being violent and disrespectful with it, Keys was more thoughtful. He was only demanding because he really gave a fuck about me.
Without saying anything to spoil the moment, I simply undressed and stood in front of him with my heels still on.
“Didn’t I say I missed you baby?”
He shook his head and closed the distance between us.
“See, here you go wit’ that sexy ass shit.”
I gave him a sly, but lustful look. “Shut up and kiss me.”
He did, but when he pulled away his facial expression matched mine. My man was turned on.
“I got other plans for you,” he said as he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bed.
Of course he had to partake in his favorite pastime and eat me all good first. When he entered me I came instantly.
“Damn,” I breathed as I held on to him.
I was on top, but he was obviously in control.
“Tell me you love me,” he demanded.
“I love you Keys…”
* * *
The sound of shouting woke me up from the most peaceful sleep I’d had in a while. At first I thought Keys was in the living room watching television, but the voice that was yelling sounded familiar. I jumped out of the bed butt naked and realized that I had to throw on some clothes. I found my shorts and a t-shirt that I normally slept in and tiptoed out into the hallway. When I peeked around the corner what I saw shocked the hell out of me.
“What the fuck?” I reacted.
They both looked at me with guns pointed at each other’s heads.
“I knew she was here!” My father growled in anger. “Are you fuckin’ my daughter nigga! I ain’t gon’ ask you again.” He cocked the gun and I rushed over to stop him before he killed the man I loved.
I grabbed his arm. “Daddy, please, just calm down. It’s not what you think!”
“That’s the same shit that nigga said.”
Keys just glowered at him proving that he wasn’t afraid. If he killed my father, I didn’t know how I’d be able to forgive him. Then again, if my father killed him, I wouldn’t be able to forgive him either.
“Because it’s true. Please, put the gun down…” I looked at Keys. “Both of you.”
They were both being hard asses because neither of them seemed to be listening to me.
“I said put the fuckin’ guns down!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. “If you two give a fuck about me you’ll think about me and how I feel about this shit! Not just how you feel!”
They both slowly lowered their guns, but the hostility was still thick in the room.
“What the hell’s going on Sen?” My father’s voice was finally a little bit calmer, but fury was clear in his dark eyes.
“How’d you know I was here?” I asked.
“I didn’t really know that shit for sure. It was just…a feelin’ I had. Call it father’s intuition. The way you were lookin’ at each and shit. It was naggin’ me. Then that nigga was actin’ all strange when he copped the other day. Like he was hidin’ some shit. I stopped by your condo first, because I been worried about you for some reason. Something told me you was fuckin’ wit’ this nigga. Keys man, how you gon’ fuck my daughter nigga? You know how I feel about my only daughter.” His teeth were clenched as he talked.
Keys paced the floor and then rubbed his free hand across his head over and over. “I ain’t plan this Mendosa. I ain’t just…fuckin’ yo’ daughter yo’. I love her.”
“Oh my God, so ya’ll are fuckin’,” Mendosa groaned miserably. “Shit!” He pointed the gun at Keys. “I should kill you right now!”
“Daddy no! Please! I love him…” I couldn’t hold the tears back. “Because of him I’m alive. Please, just…just listen to me.”
He lowered the gun again and turned to look at me. “Yeah, he mentioned protectin’ you. Is somebody tryna kill you? Why didn’t you just come to me? You know I’ll protect you from anything. You fuckin’ know that Sen.”
I shook my head. “No daddy. This is different. I knew you’d be mad at me. You’re the only person who loves me…well other than Keys… and I didn’t want you to stop loving me.”
“Just talk to me baby girl.” His eyes were suddenly softer, but that gun was still in his hand. “I’ll never stop lovin’ you.”
“Uh, can you put that away?” I asked nervously.
“If that nigga put his away,” he said cutting his eye at Keys.
Keys tucked the gun in his waistband and finally sat down on the sofa. I guess he was just glad I was going to tell my father the truth finally. My father put his gun away too and I went ahead and confessed.
“I’ve been seein’ Trell. Uh, he was my boyfriend. Well, technically he still is…”
“Oh hell nah!” My father really went off then. “Please tell me you didn’t. You didn’t fuck him too did you? I’m confused right now Sen. You wit’ Keys, but you wit’ Trell too? What happened to my little angel? Shit! Didn’t I tell you to stay away from Trell! Huh! I told you that shit for a reason Sen! Fuck!” He acted like he wanted to fuck some shit up, but he kept his self-control the best he could.
“I was pissed because you were with Sybil. I wanted to get back at you somehow. I’m so sorry daddy.” I explained what Trell had planned and the video that he had of him killing his father. “Why’d you kill him?”
Suddenly my father’s whole demeanor changed. He let out a sigh as he took a seat on the love seat across from where Keys was sitting. He ran his hand over his face as he seemed to contemplate what to say next. I figured that the news about Keys and Trell was enough for now. I’d eventually let him in on what I’d done to lead to Will’s murder.
“Boss was my nigga,” he started. I was aware that Boss was Trell’s father. “We took over the game together, but over the years we seemed to drift apart. He called me out of the blue one night and told me he needed to talk. I got in my car and went straight to his crib. Shit, I wasn’t thinkin’ ‘bout no damn surveillance camera. I knew that he had them all over the property, but when I get mad ‘bout some shit I don’t give a fuck ‘bout no consequences. When I got there that nigga confronted me time I got out of the car ‘bout fuckin’ his wife. He told me that he knew everything and he was gon’ tell Melissa to keep you away from me. Then he said he had fucked Melissa too. That shit made me snap. I had my gun on me, but I wanted to kill him wit’ my bare hands. As I’m chokin’ him out he tells me that he knows that Trell is mine ‘cause he was locked up when Angela got pregnant. I couldn’t chance him tellin’ your mother anything…”
“Is it true…were you fuckin’ his mother? Could he be your…son?” My voice was faint and I felt sick to my stomach. Was it possible that Trell could be my brother? Could that shit really be true?
He looked up at me and I saw the truth in his eyes before he even confirmed it. The bile rose up to my throat and I jumped up to make it to the bathroom. Oh my God, I’d fucked my brother. I couldn’t believe that shit. That was why my father was so adamant about hating Trell and keeping me away from him. Suddenly everything made sense. As I retched I cried my eyes out. I was really going to hell. Fuck! As if shit could get any worse.
* * *
Keenyn
The shock of what Mendosa had revealed had got to me too, but I got up to check on Sen. I held her hair back as she threw up in the toilet. She was on her knees and she was also crying as she vomited.
“Baby, you gotta calm down before you choke yourself.”
Her voice was weak. “I fucked my brother Keys.”
“You didn’t know.”<
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I heard Mendosa walk up behind us. “I’m sorry Sen. I never wanted the truth to come out.”
“Does he know that he’s my brother?” She asked.
“No,” Mendosa answered.
“He doesn’t look like you,” Sen whined.
“He looks like his mother.”
“You know that he’s your son one hundred percent?” Sen asked still not wanting to believe it. “I mean, if she fucked you who knows who else she fucked.”
“I’m at least ninety percent sure,” Mendosa confirmed.
“So Angela went crazy after Boss was killed right?” I asked.
“Nah, she didn’t love Boss. She was glad he was dead. She went crazy because I didn’t want to be with her. After I killed him, I got rid of his body by feedin’ it to some hogs. My nigga got a hog farm in Macon. Hogs will eat anything. Even bones and hair. My ass never thought to go back and get the video. That was messy, but after so many years had went by, I thought that shit would never come back up.”
Once Sen was done and she was only dry heaving, I managed to help her up. She brushed her teeth and I just stood there and watched her. I felt so helpless. I couldn’t protect her from herself.
“You gon’ be okay? I’m gon’ talk to yo’ pops.”
She nodded, but her sad eyes told it all.
Me and Mendosa walked off to the living room.
“I need you to help me get rid of that nigga.” I filled him in on the plan, the bug and Trell’s visit to see his mom in Savannah.
Mendosa nodded. “I’m gon’ help you ‘cause she’s my daughter and it’s my fault she’s goin’ through this. Just know that I still wanna kill you Keys. The only reason yo’ ass is still alive is ‘cuz she claims she loves you, but any wrong move nigga and yo’ life and yo’ father’s life is over. Got it.”
Because of my love for her, I had to respect what her pops had said, although it would never be that easy to kill me. Not even for Mendosa.
“Yeah man, but what’s really important right now is makin’ sure we kill yo’ son.” There was an evil smirk on my face and it was clear that he felt my wrath.
“Yeah nigga, just don’t hurt my fuckin’ daughter. You hurt her, you get hurt…permanently.”
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