Thug Paradise 2

by Mz. Lady P

“Let her go, she wants to hear this shit and I want both of you to hear it. I hate both of y’all asses because you look just like my father. The both of you are a product of rape. My father raped me my entire childhood and teenage life. I hate to look at y’all. So, when you walk out the door don’t ever bring your asses back.”

  “So, you hate us for what he did to you? You old ugly decrepit-ass bitch. You made our lives a living hell because of what he did to you. We didn’t ask to be born. If you didn’t want us, you could have put us up for adoption.”

  “Shut the fuck up, Chris with your booty-bandit ass. Just like him. He loved to take it up the ass, too. Like father like son.” For the first time I saw hurt in Chrissy’s eyes.

  “You evil-ass bitch. How could you say that shit to her?”

  “Ha! Ha! You can shut the fuck up, too. You’re just like me. A horrible-ass parent. You abandoned your daughter silly-ass girl. You ain’t shit. Just like me.” Tears streamed down my face as she sat and belittled us. I don’t know what came over me. I reached inside my clutch, pulled out my gun and shot her in between her eyes.

  “Ahhhhhhh! Why the fuck did you kill her?” Chrissy snatched the gun from my hand.

  “Why the fuck would I let her live? A bitch like that doesn’t deserve to co-exist. Let’s go. We have a dinner to go to.”

  “Bitch, bye. Fuck Dinner. Your ass has killed my entire vibe. I need a damn drink. Looking at her half of head ass has me nauseous.” We both exited the house and went for drinks. Although I put on a brave face for Chrissy, on the inside, I was in a million pieces. Not because I killed the bitch, but because of everything that she had put us through. It was uncalled for. Life for the both of us could have been different. Then again, everything happens for a reason. This was the way God wanted my life to turn out. Had it been different, I probably would have never met Malik or I had my babies. He has changed my life for the better. No matter his flaws. He’s the best thing that has ever happened to me.

  After drinking for a couple of hours I dropped Chrissy off and headed home. All I wanted to do was get some much-needed sleep. Momma Peaches had the kids, so I had the house to myself. It was a good thing that I was good and tipsy. Hopefully that evil bitch doesn’t haunt my ass. As soon as I stepped inside my house, I went straight up to take a shower. As I stood under the showerhead, I shed a couple of tears and let them all fall down the drain. I washed away all the pain, hurt, and resentment. I cleansed my soul and I felt damn good about it. I forgave myself if nobody else did. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off as I entered my bedroom.

  “God damn it! Malik, you scared the shit out me.” I placed my hand over my chest trying to calm down. Malik was sitting on the edge of the bed with his head down in his hands

  “Sorry about that.” I walked over to my dresser and put on a pink nightgown. I walked over and sat bedside him on the bed. There was an awkward silence between us. We had been doing so much arguing and fighting lately, I would be surprised if we could sit and have a civilized conversation with one another.

  “What brings you here?”

  “I realized how fucked up I’ve been with this entire situation. I just couldn’t deal with the fact that you had kept that shit from me. I’ve had a lot of time to sit back and think about us. Not to mention, everything I put you through. I guess finding out about Zaria gave me a dose of what you felt when you found out about KJ.”

  “I just wanted to tell you everything. It was never my intention to hurt or betray you.” I moved closer to him and grabbed his hands into mine. His soft, strong hands felt so good in my hands.

  “It doesn’t even matter what happened. It was before me. I know that you have a logical explanation for everything. I love Zaria as if she was my own. I would never treat her different from the other kids. She’s a piece of you, so that makes me love her even more. I just want to say that I’m sorry for disrespecting you. Most of all, I’m sorry for putting my hands on you. You didn’t deserve that shit.”

  “You don’t know how happy that makes me. I love you so much.”

  “I love you, too.” We hugged and kissed each other. It felt so good to be wrapped up in his arms. I finally got a good look at his eye. I popped his ass real good. I laughed like a motherfucker on the inside. He deserved that shit.

  “What have you been putting on your eye?”

  “Peaches been putting Witch Hazel on it. Your ass hit hard as hell. You closed my shit up. I’m just now able to blink without it hurting.”

  “Awww.” I reached up and kissed his eye. We sat up and talked for a little while longer. I climbed in bed and started taking off his clothes to join me.

  “What the fuck you doing?

  “I’m about to go to sleep with my wife.”

  “I don’t fucking think so. You can take your ass in the guest room. I accept your apology and all, but it ain’t that easy to just come back home and think everything is cool. That’s not the way this shit works. Nigga, you walked out on me. I can’t get over that so easily. I forgive you but we need to work on things. So, until further notice, you will be sleeping alone. Goodnight, Malik.” He stood at the foot of the bed looking stupid as hell. I was about to make that nigga work to get back in my good graces. I loved him but I can’t let him just come back and think that we’re going to just go back to that happy couple. In my heart of hearts, I know that with each other is where we want to be. Malik will take this time and reflect on his actions. I demand that he does everything in his power to make shit right between us. In the end, he will think twice before he ever decides to walk the fuck out on me and our kids.

  Chapter 26- Tahari

  Boss Lady Official

  I was so happy when Dior hit me up letting me know about the move that Thug Inc. was about to make. I immediately sprang into action and called all the girls up, so they could meet me the next day. Unbeknownst to anyone, I had been staking out their hangout spot. Every day at the same time they all sat outside drinking and smoking cigars. These motherfuckers were out parlaying like shit was sweet. They were acting like they weren’t trying to hurt me or take my husband out. I had something for these motherfuckers. I played many motherfucking games, but I didn’t play about my husband. I didn’t care that Thug had told me to sit my ass down somewhere. When they locked him up, I made a promise to myself that I would get at anyone who was trying to take him away from me and our kids. Thug will never know. My plan is fool proof. I even got a surprise for my girls. These bitches about to go crazy when they see what I got for them. I went out and purchased an abandoned warehouse. It was only right we had a place to hold our meetings without interruptions. Plus, we needed somewhere to hold our toys and, of course, artillery. If we were going to build our brand we were going to have to do this shit right. I was already suited and booted when Keesha, Barbie, Dior, Gucci, Chanel, Khia, and Ta’Jay walked inside. I was actually surprised that Ta’Jay had come. No words needed to be spoken between us. Her being here spoke volumes.

  “Okay, Boss Ladies. Let’s get down to business. As you know, in order for us to finish this shit out we have to move in sooner on Marciano. I’ve been keeping a close eye on their hangout over in Little Italy. As we speak, they’re all out front chilling like it’s nothing. That motherfucker Marciano is plotting to take Thug Inc. out, but what that bitch ass nigga failed to realize, Boss Lady Inc. is who they should have been worried about. When our niggas got locked up, we vowed to hold them down. I’ll be the first to admit it when I say they all have been a pain in the ass but that’s because they’re used to being in control. They won’t admit it, but without us, they’re nothing. Keesha and Barbie I know shit has been hectic as hell. Just y’all being here lets me know that y’all love them stupid-ass brothers.”

  “I told you no matter what I was laying them motherfuckers down behind fucking with Quaadir.”

  “Same here. I’m riding for Malik until the wheels fall off.”

  There was a time when some of us didn’t even know each
other. Now, we were inseparable and living the life that most bitches dreamed of. What we have is a Sisterhood, an unbreakable bond. “I love each one of you ladies and I’m so happy that we’re more than friends. We’re a family. When one of us hurts, we all hurt. When one of us is in danger; we all are in danger. United we stand and divided we fall. It’s Thug Inc. and Boss Lady Inc. against the motherfucking world. Now, let’s lay these motherfuckers down! Come on, I have a surprise for you bitches.”

  “What the hell you got up your sleeve?” Gucci asked looking at me all suspicious.

  “Bitch, who you done kidnapped?” Barbie said.

  “Would y’all shut the fuck up, so we can see what it is?” Keesha hollered. We all started laughing because this bitch ain’t been in a good mood since she left Quaadir. Her ass pregnant and can’t handle it. I pulled the chain up and it made the door come up.

  “No you didn’t, bitch,” Chanel said, as she took off running and got on one of the motorcycles. That’s right, I had purchased all of us hot pink and black Kawasaki motorcycles along with matching leather jackets and helmets.

  “These motherfuckers are so dope,” Dior said, as she ran her hand over the seat.”

  “Come on, get suited and booted. The city just closed down the street due to the festival starting tomorrow. Inside the jackets are Uzi’s. Once we pull up on them motherfuckers, let your trigger finger do the talking. Trust me, this shit is about to be a piece of cake. By the time they know what’s going on it will be too late. With that being said, let’s get it.”

  We all got dressed and climbed onto our bikes. The ride to Little Italy was short. As we rode down the streets of the Chi, we were turning heads as we rode through the different hoods. This shit was normal. To the spectators we looked like a motorcycle club. They had no idea what the fuck we were on.

  As I knew already they were all sitting outside. I zeroed in on Marciano and, to my surprise, Max Briggs was sitting beside him laughing without a care in the world. I gave the girls my signal and we let loose. I made sure to lay Marciano and Briggs down instantly. I looked behind me and I could see that some of the men hadn’t been hit and were returning fire. I observed my girls and they were laying motherfuckers down. I felt like a proud parent as I watched Gucci, Chanel, and Dior do the damn thing. Once the smoke cleared, Boss Lady Inc. was still standing and Thug Inc. was still in full effect. The ground was littered with bodies. I smiled at our handy work. We drove away on our bikes like it was nothing.

  Now, let that be the reason you don’t fuck with Thug Inc.

  Chapter 27- Thug

  I Need You Now

  Here I was again watching the news hearing that motherfuckers had been killed before I had a chance to get to their asses. God must really want me to retire because I’ve always been able to get at my fucking target. First, it was Detective Jones, now its Marciano and Briggs. Some shit was just not adding up. Whoever got at Marciano and his crew laid their asses down. That shit reminds me of when I eliminated the Santerelli Family before I knew I was kin to their asses. It was crazy because I had just met up with my crew and we were setting everything up to take out Marciano.

  “I need a motherfucking drink right now. Can somebody please tell me what the fuck is going on? Are you niggas seeing this shit?” We were watching surveillance footage of the massacre. It was obvious that it was some females. These bitches were rocking all black leather on hot pink and black bikes.

  “They nice with that artillery,” King said, as we all continued to watch the tape the news had provided to the public. These bitches must be assassins or something. They were out in broad daylight. That’s a bold motherfucking move. Not to mention, they looked sexy as hell in their all pink and black. Taking another look at the screen something caught my eye, so I zoomed in.

  “Son of a bitch!” I grabbed the Remy bottle and threw it up against the wall

  “What the hell, bro?” Quaadir said as he jumped up and wiped some of the liquor off his clothes.

  “I know who the fuck it is and y’all do, too. Take a good look. Only my wife would rock a sixty thousand dollar ring while she commits a fucking massacre.” Ta- Baby’s ring was shining bright like a motherfucker on the screen. I could see it plain as day.

  “Get the fuck out of here,” Malik said, as he hit the table with his fist.

  “I can’t believe Keesha ass out here on this bullshit and she pregnant with my seed.”

  “On everything I love I’m fucking Chanel hard-headed ass up.”

  “All this shit is making sense now. They got our asses good. It’s been them all along. Dior better hope the old Dutch don’t come out and beat her ass for old times sake.”

  “Khia stanking ass looked me dead in my face and lied. I might slap slob out of her lying ass.”

  “I might go to jail for killing Gucci ass.”

  “I can’t believe Ta’Jay ass. She sneaky as hell with her shit. She been talking all that shit and she right with them raising the damn crime rate. Let me go home and get her ass. This shit is unacceptable. Our wives out here killing motherfuckers, coming home, fucking us and taking care of the kids like they ain’t did shit. I don’t know about you niggas, but this shit make me feel some type away.” Sarge walked out the door and the rest of the crew followed.

  This shit really had me fucked up. I needed to calm down before Ta-Baby came home. I was glad my mother had the kids because I knew it was about to be some shit.

  *****

  “Hey, baby. I missed you so much today.” Tahari walked into the living room and sat next to me on the couch.

  “Oh yeah. Where have you been?”

  “Out with the girls at the gun range. We had so much fun.” I just looked at her ass. She was smiling from ear to ear. It was then I saw the shine in her eyes. She loved killing people.

  “It’s that easy for you, huh?” I grabbed the Remy I was sipping on and drunk the rest of it from the bottle.

  “What’s so easy for me?” Tahari was now standing in front of me with her hands on her hips.

  “How you could just stand here and lie to me. Like I’m some bitch-ass nigga. I got the right mind to beat your ass just for being hard-headed and doing what the fuck you want to do.” At this time I had stood up and was in her face.

  “Get out of my face, Ka’Jaire. Your ass is drunk. I haven’t lied to you about shit.”

  “Why can’t you just listen to what the fuck I tell you? When I say I got shit under control, that’s what the fuck I mean. So, you out here on your Boss Lady shit. You and your crew laying motherfuckers down without permission from the motherfucking Boss. Maybe, I should retire and let you run this shit since you making calls like you the motherfucking Boss.”

  “I was just trying to help you, Ka’Jaire.” She tried to grab me but I yanked away from her ass. Never in the history of our relationship did I not want to feel her touch.

  “I didn’t ask for your motherfucking help. If memory serves me right, we agreed that you would fall back and follow my lead. But, of course, you go and do what the fuck you want to do. Had I known you would bring so much shit to my operation, I would have left your ass walking down the street looking a fucking mess.”

  “You’re absolutely right. You should have left me looking a mess. It would be a whole lot better than being married to an ungrateful-ass nigga like you.”

  “Quit playing with yourself. Bitch, I saved your ass. Your ass is the one that’s ungrateful. I give you whatever your heart desires. You don’t have to do shit but spend my money and raise our kids. That’s all I ask of you. Yet, you insist on getting out here doing shit I tell your ass not to do.”

  “That’s just it. You can’t tell me what the fuck to do. I’m not one of our kids. I’m your wife. I know that I lied but I will not apologize for protecting my husband and his empire. But I do regret the day I met your ass.” She tried to walk away but I yanked her ass back by her hair.

  “Going forward, if I tell your ass to do something I expect for
you to do it. That shit you pulled could have got all of y’all killed. So, fuck the fact that y’all are mothers. In case you forgot, you are the mother of seven kids. It would have been eight, but of course, you killed my fucking seed so that you can become a damn killer.”

  “You don’t have to remind me of how many kids I have. I’m always fucking pregnant. How could I forget? It’s funny how you’re mad at me for lying to you when all I was doing was protecting you. On the other hand, your sneaky ass was cheating, lying, faking your fucking death, and paying off doctors to keep me barefoot and pregnant. Let my hair go. Your ass is a joke.”

  “The joke is me wifing your disrespectful, smart-mouth ass.” I really didn’t mean that shit the way it came out. I was just so mad at her ass for this shit.

  “You know what, I’m glad I see the real you. I love you and I want you, but I don’t need you. I’m tired of you making me feel like you did me a favor because you picked me up when I was in a fucked-up place. I’ve tried over and over again to let you know how much I appreciate you. Can’t you see that, Ka’Jaire? No matter how happy we are, in the back of your mind you helped me. So, I have to abide by your rules. After five years of marriage and everything that we have been through, our marriage is a joke. It’s good to know that you regret marrying me. The crazy thing about all of this is that I still love you and I’m still in love with you. That will never change. However, I won’t be with someone who doesn’t appreciate me.”

  “Don’t start all that reverse psychology bullshit. You know I love you more than anything in this world. I have every right to be mad at your ass for going against me and doing what you wanted to do. We talked about this, Ta-Baby, so miss me with that shit. Get the fuck out my face before I hurt you.”

  “Too late, you already did.” Tahari grabbed her car keys and left out the door. Something was telling me to go after her but I didn’t. I had already said some shit that I really didn’t mean, that I would regret later. Everybody knew I love me some Ta-Baby. I just want her to respect me as a man and my position as Head of this Family.