The Streets Bleed Murder Box Set

by Jerry Jackson

  Today was the day he learned routes and places around Texas. It was Mya’s day to show him what he had to do. She was in her own room getting dressed. Longo and Jeter had been gone most of the morning on a mission to handle some loose ends. Melody was downstairs cooking a quick breakfast for them all as she always did since being there. Kash could smell the aroma from where he stood in the window.

  Melody liked him and he knew it. Mya wanted to fuck and he knew that also. But he acted like he didn’t peep game. He wanted Melody to press more, and he knew before long, Mya would expose her hand to lust. He could tell by the way she looked at him. Sometimes he’d be doing shit around the house they stayed in and he’d look up to catch Mya just staring at him.

  Mya let it be known because they always locked eyes and then she diverted her eyes down to his dick print. Just that thought made him smile and remove himself from the window. He found Melody in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on the breakfast, eggs, bacon, grits, and toast. It was an old fashion style breakfast. Melody was a Mexican, but she had a banging body like a black girl.

  She was thick with it, just the right size ass to match her small waist. Then her face was pretty, minus the heavy makeup she wore. Her hair was longer than he thought because she kept it in a bun. But now when he walked in and saw her, it was down past her ass, which made him glare a moment. Then he grabbed a seat at the table.

  “Morning,” she spoke over her shoulder when she noticed him enter the kitchen.

  “Good morning. It smells good in here,” Kash replied.

  “We got to eat,” Melody smiled and winked. Mya walked in a few seconds later and took her seat.

  “Hey y’all,” Mya spoke. It seemed she was the one with the most swagger out of the two girls. Melody was older and Mya was younger, but both were bad.

  “The two of you should eat up and hit the road. Mya, you know we’re on a time frame,” Melody said and tapped the watch on her wrist. She put a plate of food in front of him, then did Mya the same way. She fixed herself a plate and joined them at the table.

  “Thank you for the third straight breakfast,” Kash spoke, stuffing his mouth with food and looking to Melody, then to Mya.

  “So what are you saying, sir?” Mya wanted to know. The entire table burst out into laughter. Kash and Mya quickly ate their food and soon were in the truck with a driver. They both rode in the back of one of Loco’s custom made Tahoe trucks. Kash blew on loud and sipped Hen while he paid attention to everything Mya pointed out to him. They rode all through downtown Huston, Texas. Then Mya tapped the black window to get the driver’s attention. The driver let it down and then looked back at Mya as she said something to him in Spanish.

  “Go to Arbor Court.” The driver nodded his head and the black glass eased back up.

  “Now where we headed?” asked Kash, still pulling on his blunt. They’d been riding around three straight hours and he was getting restless.

  “The apartments we invest into,” replied Mya. She cracked the window because she didn’t smoke and the car was getting fogged up.

  “Say no mo.”

  Kash tried to pass the blunt, but she shook her head and then said, “How many times you gonna offer me your drugs?”

  Kash laughed. He hit the blunt a couple hard times and tossed the rest out the window.

  “I never know when you will change your mind, you know,” he said back, looking over at her. She was a lot badder than her sister, with more youthfulness that Kash wouldn’t mind test driving.

  “Makes me think you trying to get me stoned to do something to me,” Mya added into conversation that he took no offense to. Kash knew she was only talking, just joking around with him.

  “Ion need drugs to get you, baby girl, all I gotta do is go.” Kash decided to play games and spit game at the same time because he knew Mya wanted to fuck.

  “Oh, is that so?”

  “I think it is, but I can be wrong.”

  “Or you can be right,” Mya shot back. She burst into laughter once they locked eyes and were quiet a brief moment. “Let me stop.”

  “Yeah, before yo young ass get hooked on a real nigga,” Kash replied.

  “Or the other way around,” Mya wasn’t going out without a fight. She always strived for the last word.

  Kash only smiled and they continued conversation as the driver pulled up into Arbor Courts. A few turns and the Tahoe was parked by a couple high price whips. A few cats approached the Tahoe, which made Kash reach for his gun. But Mya placed her hand on top of his.

  “No, these our people,” Mya said and then rolled down the window to greet one of the dudes who walked up.

  “Yoyo, what’s up with it?”

  “Mya, what’s good? Who you got with you?” the dude Yoyo looked into the ride, making eye contact with Kash. Mya turned towards Kash, then back to Yoyo before she introduced them.

  “This is the new plug, Kash. And Kash, this one of our main men in the state, most loyal cat I’ve met in a while,” Mya said.

  “What’s hap, peoples?” Kash acknowledged the dude Yoyo then they all got out of the Tahoe and met a few more other cats that had the projects on lock down. And with Loco and Chavez being the plug, they supplied every drug. That night in the projects, Kash had to learn which nigga was which from the biggest to the smallest. He was street so it was easy to adapt to his environment. Blunts and drinks were being passed. It wasn’t nothing but love being shown.

  Kash did a lot of listening, not a lot of talking, because he wanted to come off as a serious nigga who don’t kick it. He did hold convo with Yoyo, who gave him a quick rundown on what was what and who was who, what they made, and what they get fronted.

  “Do you ever pay up front?” asked Kash, talking to Yoyo.

  “Naw, I’m always fronted,” Yoyo replied. He and Kash were walking through the projects talking and meeting the right niggas.

  “Okay, well after every three fronts, you pay half the bill up front from now on. And instead of paying when you done, you pay as you go now. Find a method to move the money into one spot per week.” Kash changed the main ways Yoyo dealt with Loco. He was showing that he was in charge.

  “Okay, cool, I can work that Jones,” Yoyo agreed and that was business in apartments.

  Kash and Mya jumped back into the Tahoe. The driver pulled off after being told to head back to the house.

  “You hungry?” Mya asked.

  Kash looked at her and shook his head side to side. High as hell, he leaned back in his chair. “Nawl, I’m good.”

  “Well I’m starving,” Mya shot back. She tapped the black window again and then asked the driver to make a stop at Wendy’s.

  “How old is you, Mya,” Kash wanted to know.

  She looked at him. “Old enough, why?”

  “Shit, just wanted to know, dats it,” Kash quickly shot back.

  “Oh, I thought you was trying me like some young simple chick. I know I look young and all but, honey, I’m old enough for whatever,” Mya said smiling and joking at the same time.

  “Bet you can’t take the D,” Kash laughed his reply.

  “What?” she didn’t understand.

  Kash smiled and shook his head. “Nothing.”

  “So you not man enough to say it loud and clear?” she joked.

  “Oh, I’m superman, baby girl. I just decided that I’m not gone go there with you cause you won’t know how to act with a nigga.” Kash just stopped talking altogether.

  “Honey, please,” she rolled her eyes, “Yo ass can’t handle what I got going on and that’s a fact.”

  Her statement made Kash sit up. He looked at her with a smirk on his face. Then he leaned back in his seat.

  “Girl, stop.”

  “I’m so serious.” Mya was sure of herself.

  Kash was sure of himself also but he said nothing else on that matter because he was slick ready to try her on some sexual shit.

  Mya must’ve seen him hesitate because she slid over close
r to him. She took one of his hands and placed it between her legs, making Kash feel the warmth of her phat pussy. She rolled a little. “Do that feel like I’m too young?” was her question.

  “Most definitely feel grown,” replied Kash, his dick now super hard. He was ready to smash her now more than ever. Kash removed his hand. he put it to his nose to smell her.

  “Boy, I’m fresh.” Mya slapped his hand, feeling offended by what he did.

  Kash laughed. “I’m just playing, lil’ crazy.”

  The truck pulled into Wendy’s and went through the drive through, where Mya ordered her and Melody something to eat. She and Kash had been gone all day and she knew her sister hadn’t eaten since this morning. She wasn’t paying attention to Kash but jumped when he put his hand back between her legs. Mya was playing it off while talking to the woman at the window.

  “Pussy too phat,” she spoke low over her shoulder, then started back talking to the girl in the window. Mya got her food and moved Kash’s hand so she could sit straight. She smiled at him before saying, “And now that you done touched phat ma, you can’t keep yo hands to yourself.”

  Her statement made Kash pull all the way away from her. “Damn, my ba…”

  “I was just playing, boy. Let me eat first,” Mya said and started eating her food.

  Kash wished he had his phone. He wanted to check on things in the city with his squad, but at the same time, he had to have trust in them. He had to show them he had faith in them to hold shit down. Plus, it was restricted for him to have his phone or any form of communication with anybody.

  He only looked out the window as the city of Huston passed him by. The three days he’d been there he’d enjoyed the time spent and had plans to grab a spot down there somewhere, he thought. Ten minutes later, while he was looking out the window, Kash felt Mya’s hand touch his lap. It instantly made him jump from feeling her near his wood like that. Out of nowhere, he just got hard. Kash placed his hand on top of her hand, making her grip his member.

  “See you playing,” he spoke.

  “Am I?” Mya was a freak and Kash was about to find out. He let her unzip his pants and free his hardness. When Mya had him gripped at the base, she was amazed at his size. Kash smiled at how she was looking at him.

  “Don’t play wit it. There you go,” Kash said and put one of his hands on top of her head to guide her mouth to him. Her mouth was so warm, so wet. Kash closed his eyes and leaned his head back to enjoy the pleasure of her oral sex. “Shit, girl,” moaned Kash as he started grinding his hips up into her mouth, making his dick go deeper in her throat. Mya gagged and tried to come up for some air but he wouldn’t let her.

  “Umm ah mmm,” she slurped him up and down.

  “Yeah, get nasty wit that shit, baby. I like it nasty. Lemme see that spit,” Kash said and Mya did as told. She let the juices from her mouth run down his dick then she stroked him. She looked up at his face to see his expression. She wanted to see if he enjoyed her oral pleasure and she got the answer she was looking for.

  Mya she finally came up from sucking him. “Put this dick in me, papi,” she said and pulled off her shoes, her pants, and shirt.

  Kash was stripping also. He turned her over flat on her back and entered her raw. Her pussy was tight. It was warm and wet as ever. Mya put one of her hands on his stomach to keep him at bay. She couldn’t take all of his dick, it was too big for her.

  “Shit,” she moaned as Kash slid in and out of her love. he was holding her hips, biting his bottom lip, and holding his nut in that felt like it was about to pour out of him.

  “Don’t run,” Kash grinded into her deeper. He laid down stomach to stomach with her and started sucking her neck, her earlobe, and her chin. As he stroked her pussy with his dick, in and out, Kash he cuffed her legs in the buck.

  “Papi, don’t stop,” she moaned and urged him to keep going. Mya ran her hand up and down his back as he fucked her. As good as he knew his dick was, he fucked her in that position until she came with loud cries.

  Kash pulled his dick out of her and made her suck her pussy juice off him. Then he came in her mouth and she swallowed his load.

  A couple minutes after they got dressed, the driver pulled up to the house. The driver opened the back door to let them out and he and Kash made eye contact. He gave Kash that I know you smashed that look.

  When Mya walked into the house, Longo and Jeter were playing the video game and smoking weed. Kash went straight to his room after speaking to them. Mya went to find her sister. Inside the room, he pulled his gun from his hip and put it on the nightstand along with his bankroll and watch. He needed a shower and some rest time.

  They would be leaving Texas in the morning going to another state to do it all over again. Kash was ready to get back to the city. He wondered what happened at Blue Flame. He wanted to know if Monkey handled his business as planned. Kash wanted Zay and Eric bad, too. He couldn’t wait to make them pussy niggas pay for tryna send somebody at him. He would make life hard for their scary asses, point blank. He stripped down to his boxers and tank top. Then it was a knock at the door.

  “Yo.”

  “Can I come in?” It was Melody.

  “Yeah,” replied Kash.

  She walked in holding a note. She gave it to him and was about to walk off but he grabbed her hand.

  “Tell me you fuckin’ with the help,” Kash said. Melody was lost for words at first because she was confused, but then she thought about what he was saying.

  “From the looks of things you already got my sister-wife open,” she said pulling her hand from his.

  “You see the wrong shit, boo. Yo sister ain’t for me, you are,” Kash lied.

  Melody thought about it a second. Then, without reply, she walked off leaving him alone in his room, which made Kash laugh and head to the shower. He knew Melody felt some type of way because she knew Mya was in her way.

  ***

  “Let me make sure I’m hearing you correct, you said Veedo fuckin’ with the Feds?” Monkey asked Poonie, confused as to what he said. They were outside parked in Poonie’s driveway. He had called Monkey as soon as he made it home from dinner and told him that he saw Veedo with a federal agent.

  “That’s exactly what I’m saying,” Poonie confirmed. Monkey sat there a minute to ponder his thoughts. Why would Veedo switch sides when shit was lovely for them? What would he gain by siding with the government?

  “And you sure this the feds you seen him with?” Monkey wanted to be sure himself.

  “I’m positive, bro. I was having dinner wit my family when my BM told me she saw Veedo with some pretty girl. They was seated around the corner so they didn’t see us. I got up to peep the move, you know, about to go introduce myself. When I rounded the corner, I was shocked to see this FBI hoe and Veedo in deep conversation over dinner. Then, I saw them hugged up outside. Me and this bitch made eye contact, bro. I know it’s her. It’s the same hoe that came to visit me in Rice Street, trying to get me to flip. That’s how I’m sure,” Poonie said.

  That was all Monkey needed to hear. He nodded his head with a thoughtful look painted on his face as he dialed up a number in his phone.

  “Damn, Veedo, what he got going on?” Monkey asked out loud as he listened to the phone ring on the other side.

  “Surprised the fuck out of me too, Bruh. I’m not gone even lie, when I saw them together I didn’t know what to think,” Poonie replied.

  “Well we finna see bout this shit,” Monkey shot back. He couldn’t get nobody on the phone so he put it in his console.

  “So what’s the plan?” asked Poonie.

  “Get you and your brothers, snatch that nigga up, take him to the warehouse on Fulton industrial, and call me when everything is a go.” Monkey had made up his mind.

  Poonie agreed and got out of the ride. Monkey pulled off, headed to the condo to move the money and drugs to another spot just in case Veedo was exposing everything they had going on.

  He met up with his
uncle an hour later at the condo, where they loaded up the two trucks full of kilos and another van pulled up to get four boxes of money. He wanted to be one step ahead of Veedo and whatever he had going on. Right now, the feds was not the folks he was trying to deal with.

  Monkey still was lost on why Veedo would want to bring them down. What had the Fed’s offered him that was better than their position right now? Monkey wanted to talk to Kash bad because he had to know what was going on, but he’d been gone only a week. Monkey knew he had to act now rather than later because later could be the end of them and everything they had going on.

  The money and dope was taken to a storage place in College Park, GA, a place owned by Monkey’s grandfather, so he knew it was safe there for the time being. He and his uncle rode around talking about Veedo because the situation had him fucked up. He didn’t understand what was going on.

  “Why don’t you confront him, nephew? Maybe yo friend got shit mixed up, you never know,” his uncle said, drinking a can of beer and smoking a cigarette.

  “Ion know, uncle. Poonie said it was the same FBI hoe that tried to get him to rat. He said that he was sure,” Monkey replied. He pulled the car over into some apartments and killed the lights.

  “It’s always two sides to a story, just know that.”

  “You right, Unc, but this just too much. If it ain’t one thing, it’s another. And I’m being honest when I say this, I’m not tryna go out bad fuckin’ with no rat. I didn’t fuck with Bam and he was a major plug, so I’m not about to allow my right hand to take me down, ya feel me?” Monkey began to roll up a blunt. He was stressing.

  “Oh, I feel you on everything. All I’m saying is that you’re going only off what Poonie saying. I mean, at least look into it yourself before you just go to acting ‘cause you might just be doing the right thing but it’s a chance that you could be wrong, too. You know I got yo back. I’m not just gone tell you anything.”