by Ive Rogers
“Chanelle, don’t play with me,” I warned her.
“So Auntie Sasha this is your squad?” Tori wanted answers. I am pretty sure everyone wanted answers. Everyone thought this was Chanelle’s squad. Hmm, wrong.
“Yeah,” I turned towards Chanelle. “Because of your slimy ass ways, you have disgraced this squad. What has gotten into you? You turned these girls into your slaves. You turned them into a rampage. You got them tricking and they’re only fourteen, fifteen years old,” I told Chanelle.
“The fucking nerve of you, like really. You got some balls coming up in here and accusing me of all this. What about you and all the shit you did. This little organization started because of you. I learned how to do this because of you. Now you’re mad, because I won’t listen to you and we are making more money than you thought we would,” Chanelle said. How dare you talk to me like that.
“So you’re making Vicious fuck Roc! Ms. Sasha made you do that to?” Kareema asked Chanelle.
“I’ve been waiting for you to say something to me you know?” Chanelle turned to Kareema.
“Kareema, don’t sit up here and act like you don’t know what they are really about. You how they wanted this squad to be,” Chanelle said.
“Chanelle, Nobody…” I said to Chanelle.
“Shut up,” Chanelle had cut me off. “Just shut up,” Chanelle told me again.
“I’m trying to understand how could you do something like that, she only fifteen,” Kareema wanted to understand Chanelle’s ways.
“How could I do what? So tell me where you have an issue?” Chanelle asked.
“Seriously, why the fuck would you make her go fuck Roc?” Kareema asked. Chanelle gave a smirk. See, this bitch does not care.
“She is still alive right? Isn’t she sitting right here?” Chanelle asked.
“Are you out of your fucking mind?” Kareema asked. Chanelle took her blunt out and lit it.
“I did what I had to do to keep her alive. I did what I had to do to keep all of us alive and you know that,” Chanelle explained.
“How so Chanelle? I want to hear your valid reason for this,” Kareema said.
“I want to hear this shit too,” Some of the girls stated.
“And I definitely want to hear this,” Vicious said. I have not heard her say one word all night.
“Kareema,” Chanelle stopped to inhale and exhale her blunt. “You and I know both know weak links don’t last. You and I both know they would have gotten rid of her if she did not pull her weight in,” Chanelle paused.
“What?” Vicious asked loudly. As I took a deep breath, I was preparing myself to speak.
“You don’t have the right to talk, not now. I’m about to air it all the fuck out. Bitch, I am about to put you on blast,” Chanelle told me. My phone vibrated. Jezebel texted me that we need to shut Chanelle up. I texted back I am thinking.
“What are you talking about Chanelle?” Kareema asked.
“Since we want to blame me for everything, let me just let it all out. Kareema you’re mad because she gave her pussy away for one night? For one night, she gave her pussy away for one night. How many nights did we give our pussy away? How many nights did we get fucked in every way possible?” Chanelle said.
“Oh my God,” Simya let out.
“Kareema, if Vicious had not pulled through, they would have gotten rid of her like they got rid of Constance and Dymond,”
“What?” Tori asked in disbelief. “What did you do?” Tori looked and ask me. I didn’t answer.
“We gave our souls away. Her one night cannot compare to our many nights Kareema, and you know that,” Chanelle said to Kareema. Tears began to fall down her face.
“I am still your mother,” I shouted.
“Bullshit. You’re a criminal just like all of us, your goons and crack head ass sister sitting next to you. Oops, I mean our aunt. Do you really want to know what’s going on?” Chanelle asked everyone.
“Chanelle,” I called her name.
“Please, shut up,” she said to me.
“Because of me, I gave you life,” I reminded her.
“And? What is that supposed to be mean? You gave me hell. You ran a criminal organization inside of a fostering system. So you think you did due diligence? Fuck you. You turned me into a monster that I am. You took innocent girls that had nowhere to go and turned them into whores and criminals. You aren’t a fucking mother. I am my own fucking mother and father bitch. Where were you when I was getting fucked every which way possible before I even had a period? Bitch, you were the one who sent those guys. Bitch, you were standing right there. You and Dollah,” Chanelle said. I looked at everyone and saw everyone’s face expression. If looks could kill, I would be dead. “This is the life you created for me and I accepted it. I couldn’t get out. I couldn’t get out knowing you were still walking on this Earth. They don’t know what you are capable of doing, but I do. I knew if I had gotten out, you would send someone to kill me,” Chanelle paused to inhale and exhale her blunt. “Be honest, tell them why you really did not come around. Tell them really how Vicious ended up here. Your crack head ass sister couldn’t stop getting high,” I looked at Jezebel. “I don’t give a fuck whatever your looks mean to each other. Jezebel kept going into debt and started owing too much money. That is why you wanted us to start stealing from other squads, to pay back your crack head ass sister’s debt,” Chanelle said.
“Auntie Sasha is that true?” Kareema asked. I remained silent.
“Kareema, she voluntarily gave Vicious up. But you’re calling me ruthless?” Chanelle asked me looking into my face. “You are a cold son of bitch. You wanted us to start robbing from other drug dealers. It was a price keeping these girls out of the system. So if I have to go down, you’re going down with me,” Chanelle told me.
“Auntie Sasha,” Kassidy called my name. I didn’t answer just looked at her.
“Kassidy, I know I fucked up,” Chanelle said. Kassidy looked at her. “Ms. Sasha why don’t you tell Kassidy what you did with Carmelo after she had last seen him,” Chanelle suggested. If Chanelle revealed this, Kassidy would never speak to me again.
“What?” Kassidy stood up and walk towards me. “What did you do with my son?” she asked me. I could not remember the last I stood face to face with Kassidy. She is so beautiful. She resembles me so much. Her natural hair forms a lovely shape around her face. “Tell me right now, what you did with my son,” Kassidy ordered as her eyes began to get watery. I could hear when Chanelle got up and started walking towards my direction. Kassidy began to walk closer inch by inch slowly.
“You’re not going to tell her?” Chanelle asked me.
“Tell me what?” Kassidy asked Chanelle and I.
“What are they talking about?” I heard Ceyanna whisper to Retta.
“I don’t know, what the fuck is going on?” Retta asked.
“Somebody say something,” Tori asked.
“You’re not going to tell her who you gave Carmelo to for two hundred thousand dollar’s worth of coke you’re about to push to clear your crack head sister’s debt plus how you got them dusty ass bitches to rob us, to pay her fucking debt. We did all of this, to pay her fucking debt. They are her fucking mistakes, her fucking issues that we had to pay for,” Chanelle said pointing to Jezebel. In a matter of seconds, Kassidy reached towards my shit, pulled me close to her and punched me in my face. I fell back out of the seat to the ground. I could feel blood leaking. This bitch. Kassidy stood over me as she raised her leg up to stomp me.
“Kassidy, Stop,” I heard Chanelle tell her.
“How could you? How could you do that to my son? How could you give your own grandson away? I just saw him. I just saw my son and told him he would be coming home. I just saw my son,” Kassidy yelled. “I just saw my fucking son and you gave him away?” Kassidy yelled at me crying. Kassidy could not stop crying. “I’m going to kill you. I’m going to fucking kill you. He’s my son. He’s your grandson? Why?” Kassidy conti
nued to scream. “I’m going to kill you and her I swear to God.” Chanelle grabbed Kassidy. “No Chanelle, no Chanelle, let me go. LET ME GO,” Kassidy yelled. Chanelle continued to hold her back. Kassidy broke away. She pulled out her gun from behind her back and aimed it over me. The girls ran over. “Don’t come near me,” she said to the girls pointing the gun at them and they stood back.
“Get your ass over here,” Jezebel whispered to me.
“Move away from her,” Kassidy ordered Jezebel. “Bitch, I don’t even know you and I don’t like you,” Kassidy said to Jezebel.
“You took my son and gave him away. You’re making decisions for him as if you’re his own fucking mother. Bitch, that is my son. He is my son. How dare you? You had us do all of this for you?” Kassidy asked pointing the gun towards Jezebel. “Bitch, who the fuck are you? Who are you that we owe our lives for you?” Kassidy asked pointing the gun back to me.
“I’m not surprised because if you can do that with us and we are your daughters, you can do that with anybody’s child,” Chanelle said.
“Huh?” Vicious asked. Kassidy looked at me.
“Oh, you didn’t know. Kareema, you didn’t tell Vicious that you, Kassidy and I are her sisters?” Chanelle asked Kareema.
I will admit that the game is fucked up. I will admit that trading off my own grandson, my own flesh and blood, is no doubt a fucked up thing to do. But in my eyes I have always been a business woman. With my power, my knowledge, my expertise I ran a multi-criminal organization in the City of Philadelphia with neighborhood cities that held my outside territories. I am the undercover boss in this city. Some of my territories were never mentioned and unspoken of. I am the Head Bitch in charge all over the city of Philadelphia. All these neighborhood gangs and territories are under me. All of the decisions I ordered for everyone to do, was nothing personal, it’s just business. I promise, just business.
Chapter 30
Vicious
I got up and walk over and stood over the woman who is my real mother. I took the gun out of Kassidy’s hand. This is the woman who destroyed my life. This is the woman who took my soul away. This is the woman who gave me away. Things have gone too far.
“You wouldn’t dare,” she said. She obviously does not know me very well. I heard Simya calling my name as she started coming towards my direction.
“No, Vicious, this is not the way,” Simya said. Then what is the way because if I do not get rid of her then she is going to get other girls and do the same thing. So tell me what is the way? By her staying alive there will be so many girls in jeopardy because she does not care about human lives. So what is the way? I didn’t like anything I did. I am not proud of anything I did. I was manipulated by the woman who presumed to be my mother when the woman who is really my mother never gave a fuck about me. So what is the way? If she can take girls from a foster system and turn them into criminals and then have the heart to kill them if she feels as though that is what she wants to do, then what is the way, prison? Why give her a chance to attempt to portray an insanity plea? What is the way? Why give her the possibility of ever seeing life again when she can easily take any of ours or all of ours? Hearing what she did with Kassidy’s son, my heart cried out for her. I never knew I had sisters. I never knew Kareema, Kassidy, Chanelle, and I are related. She played all of us. The way she kept us apart she knew this was going to happen all along. She made Chanelle seem so evil when it was her being evil this whole time. I pointed the gun at my Aunt Jezebel. She is just the same as Ms. Sasha. Her bitch ass is always following after money and drugs. She should die. Want to talk about what people deserve, she deserves to die right now right next to her sister.
“Vicious, put the gun down,” Retta said. I turned around with the gun in my hand. They stood back. I wasn’t going to shoot them. How could I? There are my sisters.
“Vicious,” Kassidy called my name.
“I’m not going to shoot you. I didn’t know the reason why I had to leave and join the squad. But I wanted to know.
“Tell them,” Chanelle spoke. I looked at her. Chanelle walked over to me to try and take my gun. I refused. I pointed the gun at my mother at shot her bluntly.
“Vicious,” the girls yelled. Chanelle pulled and took the gun out of my hand and pulled me away.
“Tell them what you did to us,” Chanelle yelled. “I swear to God, you better tell them you destroyed our lives,” Chanelle ordered. “Tell them, before I take you out of your misery, and I promise you I won’t think twice about doing it,” Chanelle threatened.
“Chanelle, put the gun down,” I heard Simya whine. I felt her whine. I felt her weeping through me. This is the only way for us to be free. We have to do this or there will be more victims. Like us.
“For once, do something right in your life,” Chanelle said. My mother took a deep breath as she tried to breathe while she was bleeding out.
“I set you up,” She let out slowly. I noticed Aunt Jezebel was trying to walk away.
“Where are you going? Get your ass back here,” Chanelle ordered as Retta stood in front of her.
My mother’s wound was not too bad. All I needed was her to explain why she did all of this. After that she can die and go to hell for all I care.
“There’s something they need to tell you,” Chanelle announced.
“Everything Chanelle said was true. Kassidy, Vicious, Kareema and Chanelle, you are sisters,” She admitted. I used you, every last one of you,” my mother confessed.
“You were doing what, using us? Oh, fuck no, blow her fucking brains out now Chanelle. Fuck that bitch,” Retta said.
“How could you?” Ceyanna asked.
“I lost my little sister and cousin because of you,” Tori said crying.
“Tell them everything,” Chanelle said.
“I was behind everything. I was the one that called the cops when Vicious and Chanelle were in the house. Kassidy, the job you did with Nelly, I set up with Tonya. I was the one that called the cops. The job you did in Baltimore; I was the one that set that up. None of you were supposed to make it out. I got Constance killed,” my mother confessed. Tori was heading towards her.
“You bitch,” Tori said. “Hold on Tori, let her finish,” Chanelle ordered. Chanelle reached over to her bag on the table.
“There was a safe in Dollah’s office that I got open. And this is what I found,” Chanelle said throwing the papers at my mother. They were birth certificates. I walked over to take the gun out Chanelle’s hand and pointed it at my mother’s forehead.
“Vicious don’t,” I heard Kassidy say.
“Why not? She brainwashed us from the beginning. She took advantage of all of us. She had control our lives the way she wanted to. She had us turned against each other. She did this to us and you want her to live? Why do you want her to live? Why do you want her to still to be on this earth, so she can do it again to other girls? She kept me away from you. She kept me away from my father. I never knew you existed. If I had known all of you were my sisters, I would have said something. She destroyed us,” I said crying. “She destroyed us,” I pressed the gun against her forehead.
“Vicious don’t,” Simya screamed.
“There’s more,” My mother let out softly.
“Oh God, what else?” Ceyanna asked.
“Kareema was a part of this as well,” My mother confessed. My heart dropped. Everyone was in shock. As Kareema tried to escape, Tori did not let her get pass.
“Bitch,” Chanelle said walking towards Kareema and knocking her to the ground. Kareema began to laugh. How can my own sister? She knew we were related and didn’t say anything? Kareema did put up a good front.
“You just couldn’t keep your mouth shut,” Kareema yelled to my mother.
“I should kill you right now,” Chanelle threatened Kareema.
“Killing me isn’t going to change anything that has happened,” Kareema said.
“Get her ass up and put her over there next to her boss,” Chanelle ord
ered the girls and they followed. As I look back, Kareema and my mother were the masterminds of all of this.
“You all look nice standing together. But you can’t give Ms. Sasha all the credit. I played a part as well. I mean, you just left me hanging. I did come up with some ideas,” Kareema said laughing. “You all thought I was dumb. No, bitches, all of you were dumb,” Kareema positioned herself to get up.
“See all of you were just clueless. Okay, Aunt Jezebel did get in over her head, owing money. So I thought it would be a good idea to bring Vicious in, to make a little more money,” Kareema paused.
“Fuck you,” Tori said.
“No, fuck you. Your sister was a weak link, she had to go, and Vicious replaced her. Tonya works for us,” Kareema began to tell it all.
“I swear,” Chanelle said.
“Bitch, you swear what? Like you got played! All of you got played. Once the debt was paid, it was time to get everyone out of here, but you bitches just wouldn’t die. Of course, I played it as I didn’t know what you were doing with Vicious. My major was theatre in school. Come on, I’m a good actress. I had all of you bitches fooled. I knew what was going to happen when I left Vicious with you. Chanelle, didn’t I tell you I’m going to have a surprise for you?” Kareema said to Chanelle. “I told Tonya every move you were making. You too Kassidy, that’s why she pulled up on your ass in the parking lot. Bitch, you were about to catch a bullet in your dome,” Kareema laughed as she pulled out pictures and threw them toward Kassidy’s direction. They were pictures of Kareema with a little boy. “Don’t your son and I look cute? He thinks I’m his god mom,” Kareema laughed as Kassidy charged toward her. Kareema reached for her gun.
“Back the fuck up,” Kareema said pointing a gun at Chanelle. “Bitch, I told you I had a surprise for you. All of you bitches are about to die,” Kareema warned. Before Kareema could pull the trigger she was shot in her head. Everything happened so fast. Everybody looked around to see where the bullets were coming from. Seconds later, guns started firing.