Trap Fever Trilogy

by MJ Cannabliss

  “Wassup cuddie?” Scarface asked as soon as he walked through the door. Scarface was tall and dark-skinned with a bald head. He looked like the singer Tyrese, except for the scar across his baby face that went from above his right eyebrow down to the bottom of his chin. He had gotten the scar in a fight when he was younger, giving him the name Scarface.

  “Shit, same ol’, same ol’,” Savage said, giving him dap as they met in the center of the shed.

  “You looking beautiful today Ms. Aleesha,” Scarface said as he reached in to hug her.

  “Don’t I always?” she said with a smile as she exchanged a hug with him. “So what do you have for us today?” she asked, looking around at all the plants.

  “I just grew some shit called Purple Cheese,” he said as he walked toward the back of the shed. Savage and Aleesha followed behind him. “Shit’s beautiful, ain’t it?” he asked as he grabbed a nug from off one of his plants.

  “Oh wow!” Aleesha exclaimed in amazement as she stared at the crystalized deep purple bud. She sniffed it and almost got high just from the pungent smell. “Damn baby, smell this,” she instructed Savage as she handed him the nug.

  “Damn,” Savage said as he smelled it, getting the same effect as Aleesha. “Let’s fire this shit up,” he said as he handed Scarface the weed back.

  “Bruh y’all already know I got some in the house waitin’ for y’all,” Scarface stated to him.

  “Shit, let’s go,” Savage said, ready to smoke.

  They left out of the shed and Scarface led them into the house and to the den. Nothing was in there except for a couch, a coffee table, a stereo, and a three-foot bong. Aleesha and Savage took a seat on the couch, while Scarface went into another room to get the weed. He returned and handed Savage a glass jar containing the weed.

  “I have three pounds of it ready right now,” Scarface said as he turned on some music. “Passenger Seat” by Snoop Dogg started bumping from the speakers.

  Savage packed a bowl into the bong. He took a hit and immediately started choking off the weed smoke. “Damn this shit’s fire,” he said once he could breathe again. “Here babe,” he said as he sat the bong in front of Aleesha.

  She started taking a hit and instantly began coughing, not able to take in the rest of the smoke. “Shit,” she said as she felt her whole body start to relax.

  “Oh yeah, I still got that other plant for you Aleesha,” Scarface said, turning his attention toward her, “you wanna see it now?”

  “Yeah,” she said as she stood up. “We’ll be right back babe,” she said as she placed the bong back in front of Savage.

  He was sunk into the couch with his eyes closed, listening to the music. “Aight,” he said as he opened his eyes and leaned up to hit the bong again.

  Aleesha followed Scarface out of the den and into the next room. There was a desk with a lamp, different sized scissors, and a few jars on top. There was also a trashcan on the side of the desk. Scarface used this desk to separate the buds from the rest of the plant and to make hash from the stems and leaves that he cut off of the buds. There were a few plants placed in the room that were curing. Scarface walked over to one of the plants and picked it up. “This all you,” he said as he showed her a thick purple plant.

  “Oh my gosh, it’s beautiful,” she said, admiring the plant. Scarface laughed as he looked at her staring at the plant. “What’s so funny?” she asked, looking up.

  “Your face, bruh,” he replied, still laughing.

  “Whatever,” she said as he put the plant back down. “You know I love me some purp,” she said with a giggle.

  “I know. It should be finished curing by the end of the week. You still gone be out here to get it right bruh?”

  “Yeah, I’ll be out here until next week. How much you want for it?”

  “That’s all you. It’s a gift,” he said with a smile.

  “Really!” Aleesha exclaimed. “Thank you,” she said as she gave him a hug.

  “You’re welcome,” Scarface said as his hands caressed her body. They pulled apart and there was an awkward silence between them. “Ay, I almost forgot, Bull in the kitchen waitin’ on you.”

  “Okay,” Aleesha said as she turned around and headed out the door. She walked to the kitchen and Bull was at the counter, making a sandwich. “What’s up, B?” she asked as she got her some water out of the refrigerator.

  “I got that nigga for you,” Bull responded, with a look of satisfaction across his face.

  “Yeah I know, I heard. That shit was all up on the news. Good lookin’ out for real. Here’s the rest of what I owe you,” she said as she pulled out the wads of money from her Coach Rhyder satchel.

  “No doubt,” he said as he took the money and disappeared with his sandwich from the kitchen.

  Aleesha walked back into the den and Scarface was rolling up a blunt. She took a seat next to Savage and they started discussing business with Scarface as they smoked. After everything was all said and done, Aleesha and Savage got ready to leave.

  “Ay, I’m about to use the restroom real quick,” Savage said to no one in particular as he left out of the den.

  “Everything good bruh?” Scarface asked Aleesha, noticing the relieved yet worrisome look on her face.

  “Hell yeah, I just hope Savage won’t find out. He always told me to come to him to handle shit like that, but I had to get that handled on my own. You know?” she asked in a hushed tone, making sure only Scarface could hear.

  “Yeah I feel you, and don’t worry, your secrets will always be safe with me love,” he told her with a smile and a wink.

  Two minutes later, Savage reappeared. They exchanged money with Scarface for the pounds of purp they just sampled, and were out the door with their new product.

  Grown Man

  Once they arrived back home, Savage and Aleesha went into their home office and started doing inventory. They calculated how much product they were going to put in which shops, and how much they would sell it for. Savage called Eli as soon as they left Scarface’s and was expecting him at any moment.

  They were almost done with the last little bit of paper work, when all of a sudden, Savage received a shocking text message. “What the fuck?” he said as he stared at his Samsung Galaxy Note 3.

  “What’s wrong babe?” Aleesha asked her man as she noticed the troubling look on his face.

  “Hold on babe, I gotta make a call real quick,” he said as he got up from the desk and left the room. He went outside to the back yard to make sure his fiancé didn’t overhear his conversation.

  “Bitch what the fuck?” Savage said into the phone, trying not to raise his voice.

  “What do you mean, ‘what the fuck’? And don’t call me out of my name, Savage,” she said back, raising her voice all the while.

  “Man don’t be textin’ me no shit like that.”

  “I wouldn’t just text you that for no reason, stupid ass.”

  “Fuck man. Yo ass stay playin’ games.”

  “Ain’t nobody playin’ games, nigga. I wouldn’t make up no shit like this.”

  “Man I swear to God if you lyin’, I’ma fuck you up.”

  “One, you’re not going to do shit. Two, don’t ever threaten me again. I don’t know who the fuck you think you are.”

  “Shut the fuck up with all that.”

  “Whatever. So are you comin’ back or not?”

  “Fuck!” he screamed. “Yeah man. You better be glad I got other shit to take care of.”

  “Whatever. When are you gonna be out here?”

  “I’ll be out there tomorrow.”

  “Don’t lie to me.”

  “Man, bye,” Savage said as he hung up. He walked back into the house and into the office.

  “Everything okay, babe?” Aleesha asked. She had already finished the last of the paperwork, and was rolling up a blunt for them to enjoy.

  “Nah, I gotta head back to the I.E.,” he replied back, gathering his things.

  “Are
you serious? What the fuck for?” Aleesha asked, knowing she was about to hear some bullshit.

  “I got this real important meetin’ in a few days,” Savage humbly stated.

  “WE,” she said with emphasis, “don’t have a meeting with anyone for the next couple of weeks.”

  “I know. I said I have a meeting.”

  “The fuck. With who?” she asked, getting angry.

  “I can’t tell you all that right now,” he said, hurrying to gather the last of his things. “Look babe, I will be back in a few days, a week tops. Stay up here, relax, and start plannin’ the weddin’.”

  “There won’t be a wedding if I find out yo sneaky ass is lying,” she said as she stared at him. She could tell he was lying because he wasn’t trying to look her in the face.

  “Man babe it’s not even like that. Please just trust me this one time,” he said as he finally looked at her with pleading eyes.

  “Uh huh. Let me find out,” she said, not believing one thing he said.

  “Babe, I promise. I’ll make it up to you as soon as I get back,” he vowed.

  “Yeah, whatever,” she said as she shook her head.

  “Look, I’ll handle the business with the shops so that we can stay up here longer. And I promise when I come back I will make it up to you,” he restated.

  “Okay,” she said, giving up. “You just better call me when you touch down.”

  “I will babe. I love you.”

  “I love you too,” Aleesha said as she and Savage kissed. Then he was out the door.

  Aleesha had a gut feeling that Savage was lying to her, but she didn’t want to push the issue anymore. She was tired of stressing over him and the dirt he was or wasn’t doing. As long as that shit stops once we’re married, she thought to herself. In the meantime, she smoked the blunt and waited for Eli to show up.

  ***

  As soon as Savage touched down in the I.E., he went home and called Aleesha to let her know he made it safely, then a few minutes after laying down he was knocked out. The next day when he woke up, he decided to pay his mom a visit before he made a stop that he was surely going to regret.

  About a year back, Savage purchased his mom a condo in Moreno Valley, with a brand new 2013 E550 Mercedes-Benz. He pulled up into the driveway and parked next to her car. He had a spare key to the house so he let himself in and found Debra in the kitchen, smoking and playing cards with one of her friends.

  “How you doin’, mom?” Savage asked as he gave her a kiss on the cheek, frightening her.

  “Shit!” Debra yelled as she took a deep breath and held her chest. “Nigga, you scared me. But I’m good. How you doin’?” she asked as she continued her card game.

  “Good,” Savage said as he took a seat at the table. “Hey, Niecy,” he said to her friend.

  “Hey, Sav,” Niecy simply replied back.

  “Where’s my daughter-in-law at?” Debra asked, stopping to look at him.

  “She’s still in Oakland,” he said, looking at his mom. He always thought he got his looks from her, but now he couldn’t see the resemblance besides their eye color. She was brown skinned with high cheek bones, a small nose, and small lips. She was a few inches shorter than him, and had a slim but curvaceous figure.

  “What are you doin’ down here? I thought y’all would be up there for a week?” she asked as she passed him the blunt and continued playing cards.

  “Yeah we was, but I gotta take care of some business,” he said as he hit the blunt.

  “You know that ex of yours called me the other day.”

  “Man, sayin’ what?” he asked as he hit the blunt again. He passed it to Niecy. “How did she get your number anyway?”

  “She’s been havin’ it,” Debra stated annoyingly. “But you need to take care of your business.”

  “Man mom that bitch is crazy,” Savage said as he shook his head. “Don’t believe that shit.”

  “I don’t care if she’s crazy or not, you keep goin’ back fuckin’ around with her,” she acknowledged. “I told you to stay away from her the first time y’all broke up. You better hope she don’t go to Aleesha wit’ that shit.”

  “She not, she ain’t that crazy,” he stated knowingly.

  “Boy,” Debra said as she stopped to look at her son, “a woman’s emotions is nothin’ to play around wit’. You don’t know what she’s capable of.”

  “I know.”

  “Well if you know, act like it,” Debra said as Niecy passed her the blunt. She took a hit then continued playing cards. “These girls don’t deserve to be played around wit’.”

  Savage sighed, but agreed with his mom. He told her and Niecy he’d see them later, gave out big hugs, then he was out the door. He hopped in his Charger and was on his way to handle his business.

  “Might as well get this bullshit over wit’,” he said aloud as he drove to his first destination. Savage arrived at Noelle’s apartment and knocked on the door.

  “Hey baby!” she squealed excitedly as soon as she answered the door, wearing nothing but a t-shirt that was barely long enough to cover her pussy.

  “I’m not yo fuckin’ baby,” Savage spat, walking inside. He refused to sit down because he didn’t plan on staying that long.

  “Don’t come over here on no stupid shit, Savage,” Noelle said, taking a seat on the couch.

  “You on that stupid shit,” he countered.

  “Yeah whatever,” she said as she rolled her eyes. “Anyway baby daddy we need to start discussing this whole parenting thing.”

  “Ain’t no ‘parenting thing’,” he said, mocking her. “Yo ass probably ain’t even nowhere near pregnant. I don’t know why the fuck I even came over here.”

  “Why the fuck would I lie about somethin’ like this?” she asked, starting to put on a show. Her eyes started watering and tears were about to drip from her eyes.

  “I swear yo dramatic ass ... fuck, man ...”

  “Whatever, I knew this shit was going to happen,” Noelle said sadly, still putting up the act.

  “Yeah, you should have known. Like I been told yo ass, I’m not fuckin’ wit’ you no more. You just tryna trap a nigga.”

  “Nigga, don’t nobody want yo triflin’ ass but the dumb bitch you wit’.”

  “Don’t call my girl out of her name, bitch!” he yelled as he felt his temperature rising.

  “Don’t call me out of my name!” she yelled back.

  “Man whatever. I’m out,” Savage said, walking toward the door. He had his hand on the handle when Noelle stopped him.

  “Look,” she began, as she handed him the at home pregnancy test she had taken. It read: positive.

  “Anyone could have pissed on this,” he said, handing her back the stick.

  “Really, Savage? I’m gonna stoop that low. You must have me mistaken for another bitch, but it’s cool, cuz I’m abortin’ this baby. I don’t want it and I definitely don’t want you.”

  “Good!” Savage yelled, giving her a round of applause. “Get an abortion. Lose my number. Don’t text me, call me, Facebook me, DM me, tweet me, none of that shit. I been through with you and I damn sure don’t want shit to do with you now,” he said with a look of disgust as he left out the door.

  “Bitch nigga,” Noelle murmured as soon as he closed the door.

  Savage had so many thoughts racing through his mind. All he wanted to do was go home and clear his head. He didn’t believe in abortions, but knew that if Noelle was pregnant with his child it would ruin his relationship with Aleesha. He was somewhat relieved she was going to have the abortion, if she really was even pregnant. But no matter how bad he wanted that to be his last encounter with her, he knew he would have to face her again, at least to make sure that she went through with the abortion.

  ***

  The next morning, Savage got straight down to business. He stopped by the other dispensaries they decided to put the new product in, which were the two in San Bernardino. After all that was taken care of, he headed to
his other home in Los Angeles.

  Once he arrived there, he took a shower and freshened up. Although he hid the fact that he came back to SoCal for Noelle, he really had an important meeting to attend. He was in the process of starting his own music producing company, and he had a dinner meeting with an investor that night. He had kept it a secret from everyone, and wanted to surprise Aleesha when the time was right, if it ever happened. He wanted to make sure they always had a steady stream of money coming in, and this was another way he planned to make sure it was. Plus, his love for music—and lack of real talent with today’s artists—motivated him even more to chase this small dream.

  After the two-hour meeting, Savage was overstressed, overworked and needed some much desired relaxation. For him, that meant a fifth of Hennessey, some fire weed and a random bitch’s ass in his face. He called Mac to roll with him to Freaky Fridayz, a strip club in LA. When Mac made it to LA, he met Savage at his house and they rolled to the strip club in Mac’s car. They got a private room and invited two strippers named Chocolate and Juicy Fruit, to join.

  After making it rain and tossing around bills all night, Savage and Mac were ready to go to a hotel and finish their fun. Even though Savage had a home in the same city, he would never do anything as disrespectful again as inviting another female there, so he and Mac rented a room and went their separate ways.

  Savage had been flirting with Chocolate all night, so that’s who he spent the night with, and he couldn’t wait to have her fat chocolate ass bouncing on his dick. He knew he would regret it later, but the alcohol and kush flowing through his body made all his bad decisions seem so right. After their sex session and a few blunts, both of them were out cold.

  When Savage woke up the next morning, he called Mac to make sure he was up. They sent Chocolate and Juicy Fruit on their way, then Mac dropped Savage off at home. Savage took a quick shower then he made sure he called Aleesha before he got his day started.

  “Good mornin’ beautiful,” he said into the receiver as soon as she answered.