“It ain’t my fault bitch! You lied to me any fuckin’ way!” Malcolm genuinely seemed to be mad at her, but that wasn’t going to spare his life.
“I didn’t lie!”
Without warning I punched that hoe in the mouth and shut her ass right up.
“Yes you did bitch! I should’ve killed your ass when I found out you wasn’t pregnant,” I said as I stared her down with narrowed eyes.
Her mouth was bloody from her busted lips and she used her hand to wipe what she could away. “I was pregnant bitch. You probably made me have a miscarriage after you jumped on me!” Elena was crying again, but I wasn’t moved and neither was Malcolm or Keys.
“You need to stop Lena, for real.” Keys shook his head. “If you had a miscarriage you would’ve known that shit. I mean, you would’ve been bleeding and everything. Yo’ nigga don’t know that ya’ll had two confrontations. The second time ya’ll got into it was when my girl came over here and gave yo’ trick ass three pregnancy tests that were negative. If you had lost the so called baby, you would’ve just told her that. Ain’t nobody stupid.”
“Nobody but her and that nigga,” I chimed in.
“Fuck you!” Elena looked at Keys. “Where did this bitch come from anyway? If it wasn’t for her we’d still be together.”
I shook my head. “Oh wow. For real. This bitch is fuckin’ crazier than I thought. I’m ready to get this shit over with.”
As I raised the gun Keys stopped me. “Hold up ma.” What the hell was up with him?
I rolled my eyes in frustration. Did that nigga still feel something for that bitch? My fucking mind was roaming and my blood was boiling. All I wanted to do was shoot that damn gun and get rid of that hoe and her man. Something told me that her ass would be a fucking threat to my life and my relationship.
“I really do love you Keys, but with the thought of you being with her, I just snapped I guess. I don’t love Malcolm and I didn’t want him to kill you. Only that hoe.” She gave me the side eye.
“I’m ‘bout to shoot this bitch in her mouth Keys.”
Malcolm was saying some incoherent shit under his breath as I raised his gun to his girl.
Keys nodded. “You know you sent that nigga to kill me too. Go ‘head. Kill that bitch.”
I smiled as I let off two rounds that struck Elena in her face. She folded like a lawn chair and then her body hit the hard wood floor. The blood splatter hit the walls, ceiling and floor. That bitch’s pretty face wasn’t even recognizable. The bloody pulp was charred as smoke rose from it. That nigga Malcolm was really looking like he’d lost it at that point.
“Shit, you shot her!” There were tears in his eyes.
That nigga was stupid as all get out. She had just told him that she really wanted to be with Keys.
“Bye Craig. That bitch didn’t give two shits about your soft ass. She was still in love with Keys. She didn’t want you. You were a pawn to kill me. Don’t you see that?” I shook my head at Malcolm.
“Weak ass muthafuckas like you make me sick. Gon’ throw yo’ life away over some pussy.” Keys blew half of his head off with his glock nine without warning.
When Malcolm’s body hit the floor that time it was lights out for his ass. Blood began to pool around their bodies as Keys kneeled down. He reached in Malcolm’s pocket and pulled out the key to his spot.
“Let’s go,” he said quickly leading me to the door.
He made a phone call. “Sup Ray. I need you to come get a car from my crib and chop it up.”
I followed him without saying another word. They were only two more threats who were out of the way. My thoughts were on how many more bodies would lie in wake to save mine? Then the next question was, would I make it out alive?
* * *
Keenyn
The next morning I was on my way to visit Dame as I wondered what Mendosa was up to. He hadn’t called me back since we talked last and I had so many questions for him. It was hard for me to keep anything from Sen. The roles had reversed. At first I was keeping Sen’s secrets from Mendosa, but now I was keeping his secrets from her. What the hell was in St. Louis if that nigga who tried to kill Sen was already dead?
My guess was that I’d find out soon enough, but in the meantime I had to check on my boy. His girl Arica wasn’t answering her phone and so I decided to just see what was going on for myself. I had the pin number, so I was good. Dame’s mother had told me that he was in a coma. I just wished I knew why my nigga was in a hospital bed near death.
When I got there Dame was still connected to tubes and the heart monitor displayed his steady heartbeat.
“What’s going on man?” I asked as I stood there looking over him. At least his heart was still beating.
It had only been a couple days and they were still waiting for his lab results to come back. I could only hope that it wasn’t what I thought it was. Surprisingly no one was there to see him other than me. His mother had just left and said she’d be back in less than an hour, but none of Dame’s so called women were there. I guess that was how the cookie crumbled being that he treated them like shit.
Hot tears stung my eyes, but I wasn’t one to be getting all emotional. It wasn’t my nature, but I’d been close to Dame for what seemed like forever.
“You gotta fight man, shit. You the only nigga I got left in my corner.”
His eyelids fluttered, but they didn’t open.
After about thirty more minutes I decided to leave. My nigga was just a shell of his former self and all I could do was wait to see if he’d return. For the time being, I couldn’t stand to see him like that.
* * *
Sen wrapped her arms around me as soon as I made it through the door. “I’m so sorry baby.” Her hands moved up and down my back soothingly.
I held on to her and inhaled the sweet aroma of her perfume.
“I hope Dame makes it through,” she added.
When I pulled away from her there was a worried look on her face.
“What’s up ma?” I sat down on the sofa and she sat down beside me.
“I haven’t heard from my father.”
“I’m sure he’s a’ight.”
“But you’re really not sure right? Have you talked to him?” Her eyes were hopeful.
“No, I haven’t.” I couldn’t even stand to look at her. Lying to her about her father was so hard seeing that she was really stressed about him.
She sighed. “My mother hasn’t called either. Although I don’t want to talk to her, I wonder why.”
“You worried about her too?”
“Not really. I mean, I’m just afraid that if someone came after her they’re coming after me next.”
I grabbed both of her hands and kissed them.
“Why don’t you call her and see what’s up.”
“I will, but now right now. It’s just so much on my mind. Last night was crazy. Although I wanted to kill that bitch, I keep having visions about that shit. It’s like…I don’t know. It’s just…too much death lately and it’s fucked up because there’s no other way. I just hope my daddy’s okay.”
There wasn’t much I could do to console her without telling her that I’d talked to Mendosa. All I did was pull her close to me and rubbed her hair as I kissed her cheek.
“It’s gonna be ok baby. Mendosa will be back tonight like he said before he left. Your pops can hold his own. You know that.”
She nodded. “I know it’s just a feeling I have.”
“Well, ignore that feelin’ ma. I don’t need you givin’ up right now. You’re strong Sen. Unlike that bitch ass nigga Malcolm you’re built for this. C’mon. Where’s my ride or die?” I cupped her chin in my hand and kissed her.
After I pulled away she took a deep breath. “You’re right. What the fuck? I’m getting all soft and shit.”
I laughed. “Like I said before, you’re human Sen.”
“Yup, a flawed ass human.”
“We’re all flawed.”
“
Yeah, but I hate it. I hate being weak and destructible. It’s nerve wrecking.”
I couldn’t help but shake my head as she sat there with a frown on her pretty face.
“You’re the best thing that ever happened to me Sen. Flawed, weak or destructible, you’re still mine and I’m gonna do whatever I gotta do to make sure that we grow old together.”
She moved so that she could massage my shoulders. “I know and I’m sorry if I come off as spoiled and ungrateful. It’s just that…I’m tired now. I want to fight back.”
“I know ma.” My phone vibrated on the table.
It was Mendosa, so I grabbed the phone and went to my bedroom.
“Mendosa, man, what the fuck is goin’ on? Sen is worried and she ain’t heard from her mama…”
“I’m on the way back. I found out what I need to know. I’ll tell you everything when I get there. I’m about to call Sen. I just wanted to make sure you ain’t told her nothin’.”
I sighed. “I ain’t said shit, but it ain’t nothin’ to say anyway. You ain’t told me nothin’.”
“I will. I’ll call you early in the mornin’.”
“A’ight.” I didn’t know what the hell was going in, but I was ready to find out.
Something told me that Mendosa knew all about Will and his organization. Maybe the man they’d sent to kill Sen was somebody that was actually close to Will. It wasn’t like he didn’t know about his ex-wife being a Madame. It was no secret. The only thing he didn’t expect was his ex-wife involving her own daughter.
When I returned to the room Sen was giving me a sour look and I already knew what it was about.
“Why did you have to leave the damn room to talk on the phone?” Her eyes blazed as she stared at me.
Damnit, I should’ve just sat my ass right there, but I didn’t just in case. “Baby, it ain’t what you think. That was a business call and…”
“My father is Mendosa. It ain’t nothin’ I ain’t never heard before. Don’t hide anything from me Keys. We talked about that already. If you want me to be straight up with you then you have to be straight up with me too.”
A sigh escaped my lips as I sat down beside her. Just as I was about to talk her phone rang.
“My father!” She yelped excitedly. “Thank God.”
She answered the call and immediately asked him where he was. I was sure he didn’t tell her, but he did tell her that she would have a bodyguard the next day. I for one thought it was necessary considering what had gone down the night before.
“I thought you’d forgotten all about that.” She frowned.
When she hung up the phone her mood was different. I figured she was just glad that her father was okay, so she didn’t bring up me leaving the room to answer the phone again. From what I knew she still hadn’t talked to her mother. I wasn’t going to press the issue. I rolled a blunt and me and my girl just chilled out a little bit until it was time for me to hit the streets. I had a few runs to make and one was to collect a debt.
* * *
After handling all of my drop offs I pulled up in Wade’s driveway wishing that I at least had Dame with me for back up. Not knowing what I was walking into, I got out of my car and headed to the door of the nice, two story brick home. Wade had lots of money because he sold pills and heroin. He didn’t know that I was coming, but that was the plan. That cracker motherfucka owed me two grand and I wanted my fucking money. It had been more than a month and after two attempts I was tired of him giving me the run around.
I rang the doorbell and waited. The sound of the door opening alerted me. There was a sly grin on Wade’s face as his blue eyes darted from left to right. The look on his face let me know that my presence was not wanted.
“Keys, what’s up man?” He stepped out on the porch because he thought I wouldn’t shoot him out in the open.
Well, he didn’t know me as well as he thought. I didn’t give a damn what color he was or where he was standing. I would put him down with a bullet and high tail my ass up out of there if I had to. He was sadly mistaken.
“You know what’s up Wade. Don’t act like you don’t. It’s been…”
“I told you it’s tough times man. My connect got knocked and all I got is a few pills to sell and shit,” he cut me off rudely with a frown contorting his features.
“I’on give a fuck ‘bout that shit!” I had to contain myself. “I’m here to get my money Wade.”
“I been fuckin’ with you for years Keys.” Wade always tried to sound black, but his act wasn’t convincing me.
He didn’t have the heart he thought he had. It was easy for a white boy to pretend, but when it came down to the black experience he had no idea.
“And, what the fuck is that shit supposed to mean. You owe me two bands muthafucka. Pay up, or get laid the fuck down.”
Wade had the nerve to laugh. “Are you threatenin’ me nigger?”
Did that pale, bleach blonde, blue eyed, ass wipe just call me a nigger?
I looked to my left, put my hand under my chin and contemplated the situation for a few seconds. He just stood there like he hadn’t said shit out of the way. My fists were suddenly all over his transparent ass face. I wasn’t a racist at all, but he had pissed me the fuck off.
“Who the fuck you callin’ a nigger!”
Blood was rushing from his nose and bottom lip.
It was a mostly white neighborhood and I didn’t want anybody to witness me beating him to a pulp. Once he had blacked out I pulled him inside of the house and laid his dumb ass right there on the carpet. As I looked around the room I hoped that nobody else was there. He did have a roommate named Arin, but his car wasn’t in the driveway. I searched the crib because I didn’t want the same thing to happen that happened with Trell. The sound of a gunshot would alert someone and they could sneak up on me.
I returned to the room, but Wade wasn’t on the floor anymore. As a matter of fact I had no clue where he was. Fuck! I thought he was out, but I was wrong. All that was on the carpet was a small blood stain.
Pow! Pow!
The sound of gun shots made me duck behind the sofa. I gripped my strap and waited before I made a move. The only thing on my mind was getting out of there alive. Why didn’t I just kill his ass? Shit!
Pow! Pow! Pow!
I ducked and dodged as the bullets ripped their way through the back of the sofa. Without a second thought I peeked out just enough to get a good view of him. He was aiming his weapon right at my hiding place. The scowl on his face showed just how mad he was that I had whooped his racist ass.
“Damn right I called you a nigger and I’ll do it again nigger! I ain’t payin’ you shit!” His right eye was swelling shut and there was still blood leaking from his lip and nose.
As I aimed at him I squinted my eye just as he was about to shoot again. I squeezed the trigger and put a bullet in his head and his chest.
Pop! Pop! I watched his body jerk from the impact and then he fall flat on his back.
Pow! Pow! Pow! The shots flew into the ceiling and were simply the reflex of a dying man. Then there was the sound of a click notifying me that he’d emptied the clip.
There was a brief moment of relief on my part. After I was sure that he was dead I tore the spot up looking for money. I found a small safe. I didn’t know the combination, but it was tiny enough to be carried. Opening that shit with the right tools later wouldn’t be a problem.
“You won’t call another black man a nigger motherfucka!” I thought about spitting on his dead body, but I kicked it instead before getting up out of there quick as hell. It would be stupid to leave my DNA at the scene even if the police couldn’t connect me to Wade.
Damn, my body count was really starting to pile up. I couldn’t let that hoe ass white boy get away with calling me a nigger though. Who the fuck did he think I was? He wasn’t fucking with a slow leak. I wasn’t some dumb nigga who was going to let him talk to me any kind of way. Hell nah. Underestimating a “nigger” had got his as
s killed.
* * *
“Keys, it’s Mendosa. I know it’s early as fuck, but I need you to come over for a minute. I got the bodyguard for Sen in place, so he’ll be there sometime today.”
I glanced over at a sleeping Sen and got up from the bed. I left the room and headed toward the living room to sit down. He had no clue about what had happened the other night with Malcom and neither me nor Sen were going to tell him. I didn’t want him to think that I was putting his daughter in more danger than she was already in, although the situation had been handled.
Just to be on the safe side the scene at Elena’s had been set up to look like a homicide/suicide between two lovers. There was no way that it could be connected to me. I made sure of that.
“Okay, but uh, will the bodyguard have to be in my crib?” I mean, I wanted my girl to be protected and shit, but I didn’t want somebody invading our privacy.
“Uh, yeah. What sense would it make for him to be outside and shit? It won’t be long. After the threats against my baby girl are eliminated he’ll be gone.”
“A’ight. Gimme about thirty minutes to get there.”
After I ended the call I hurried to take a quick shower, got dressed and slipped out while Sen was still asleep. It was only five thirty in the morning so I knew that Mendosa had some pressing shit to fill me in on.
Chapter 8
Jasenia
That nigga wasn’t there when I fell asleep and his black ass was gone when I woke up. Although I knew what he was thinking at times, there was still a blind spot. That was obvious because his absence and his secrecy about his phone calls had me feeling some type of way. I didn’t know what was going on with him. The shit we were going through was not easy, but I hoped our love would supersede anything that came our way. As secure as I was in our love, I didn’t know what to think.
My desire to get back to my old life and coming and going as I pleased was strong. Trell was gone and maybe I didn’t have to worry about another hit anytime soon. Still, the thought of it made me stay right there on the sofa in front of the boring ass TV.
I had called Keys a couple times, but he didn’t answer. My mind was definitely roaming about that shit. What was he keeping from me? I was trying my best to be real with him, but it was clear that he wasn’t keeping it one hundred with me.
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