ADDICTED TO HIM 4

by Linette King

  “As I stared down the barrel of his gun, I still didn’t tell him anything! Now I’m only going to ask you this once Armani. What did that message say?” She said as she looked down at me.

  I could tell by the look on her face that she meant business. If I couldn’t even get a lick in when she didn’t want to fight me, I didn’t want to try when she actually wanted to.

  “Tell Rashard to find Simone.” I answered as I stared up at her. I could tell she was confused but she got up and grabbed her phone.

  Tamia

  I regretted my decision as soon as Brandon through me in the trunk of his car. We rode around for hours and I had no idea where he was taking me. When we finally made it to our destination it was dark again. I couldn’t believe I rode in the trunk of a car all of that time. When Brandon came around and popped the trunk, we were in a garage. I rolled my eyes because I had no way of knowing where he had taken me too.

  We walked in the house but I was blindfolded until I was led into a room. It was a fairly nice room. Who am I kidding? The room was big as fuck and had a bathroom in it. I heard Brandon and some chick argue quite a bit. She didn’t want me here but at the same time she hadn’t done anything to help me get out.

  I had managed to get out of the room a few times and look around the house. It was a really nice house but it had taken me a week of sneaking out to catch them slipping. She had finally left her mail sitting on the counter. I had only had a chance to glance at it before Brandon snatched me up and threw me back in the room, literally. I was able to figure out that her name is Simone and that I was still somewhere in Atlanta.

  I don’t quite understand why Brandon wanted me here with him when he only came in here with me when it was time for us to eat. We had been eating breakfast, lunch and dinner together in my room since I been here. He only hurt me once and that was today when he tossed me back into my room. I still had my cell phone because the dummy never searched me. I just had it powered off.

  I knew I needed to call Rashard, but pride wouldn’t let me ask for help. Not to mention, it was one of those cheap phones since I broke my IPhone and he wouldn’t be able to find me. I powered my phone on and texted Armani to tell her what to tell Rashard. The only reason I texted her and not Candy is because her name was first in my contact list and I didn’t know when Brandon would be bursting back into my room. Now I just needed to play it cool until Rashard found me.

  As I sat on the bed with a smile on my face reality set in. Not one time had I ever needed Rashard and he came through. Each time it was always Brandon who had been my superman. Now I couldn’t help but think who could save me from him.

  “Amere.” I said out loud to myself. I powered my phone back on and dialed his number. I walked in the bathroom as the phone rang and rang then the voicemail picked up.

  “Fuck!” I cursed as I leaned my body against the bathroom door. I locked the door and sat against it. “C’mon Amere please answer.” I said out loud as the phone rang.

  “Tamia?” He called out.

  BANG! BANG! BANG! “OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR NOW!!” Brandon screamed from the other side of the door.

  The impact of his blows caused the door to hit me and I accidentally dropped my phone. I crawled over to it as fast as I could. When I picked it up the screen was completely black. I tried to power it back on but it wouldn’t work. “Nooo.” I said completely defeated. I shook my head as hot tears began to sting my cheeks. I slid the phone away from me and crawled over inside of the tub. Brandon kicked the door so hard that it flew off of its hinges. I ducked down with my eyes closed to keep debris from hitting me as wood fragments landed all over me in the tub. I felt my body being snatched out of the tub roughly.

  “Stop!” I screamed as I swung and clawed at his face.

  My blows were rendered useless against his muscular frame. He hit my head on the door panel on our way out of the bathroom then threw me on the floor.

  “Who did you call?!” He asked as he stared down at me with rage filled eyes. I scooted away from him slowly as he approached me. I shook my head as I wiped the tears from my face.

  He walked over to me swiftly and kicked me so hard that my body rose off the ground then landed with a thud. I cried out in pain. I begged him to stop but it was of no use. I held my hand up and he stomped it down with his foot. I knew my finger was broken by the way it laid crooked as I allowed my hand to rest on my chest. He got down on his knees and punched me over and over in the face. I sent up a silent prayer that the lord would take me now. I began to see black dots through my blurred vision then everything faded to black.

  Rashard

  “What’s up sis?” I answered the phone. Candy hadn’t called at all since we been looking for Tamia. We been turning shit upside down trying find her to but it was like she had disappeared without a trace. I was starting to think that he had possibly taken her out of Atlanta.

  “Find Simone.” She said.

  I pulled the phone away from my ear to make sure it was Candy talking.

  “Who is that?” I asked clearly confused.

  “She has Tamia.” Candy said then disconnected the call. Candy has never been one to talk on the phone and when she does, she never says much.

  I stuck the phone back in my pocket and walked into the living room where everybody else was. For some reason, Meech had been acting a bit salty these last couple of days. I think it’s because his crew has been taking orders from Deuce. Don’t get me wrong, Atlanta is ripe for the picking but I don’t want it. Deuce doesn’t even live here so I don’t think he wants it. Plus, I’m sure he would have said something to me first. If Meech was an actual leader, his crew would hesitate to take orders from another one but they been dick riding since they got here.

  Now if Deuce decided to move here, it would be nothing for him to come in and take shit right from underneath Meech’s nose. For one, Meech’s product ain’t worth a bitch ass thing. For two, we already have a few established connects. All we would have to do is fly our runners out here every other week to keep the streets of Atlanta juicing. Once our product floods the streets, the smokers will flock to us like flies to shit.

  “What happened?” Deuce asked once he saw the look on my face.

  “Candy said a bitch name Simone has Tamia.” I said to him.

  “How she know that?” Deuce asked. I shrugged my shoulders. He knows as well as I know that Candy ain’t give that much information out over the phone.

  “Who you say got her?” Meech asked with his eyebrow raised.

  “Tamia?” Amere yelled into his phone. I didn’t answer Meech’s question because I was waiting on Amere to finish his phone call.

  All eyes zoomed in on him as he yelled her name over and over.

  “Fuck!” He said as he dialed her number again and again.

  “What happened?” I asked as I walked right up to him.

  “We got disconnected.” He said as he shook his head. My mind went straight to trying to figure out why she called him and not me.

  I know I read those messages and she wasn’t giving him no play. Maybe she deleted the messages she sent him that would piss me off.

  My blood started to boil and I started to breathe heavy. I felt a hand on my shoulder but I snatched away.

  “Bro not now.” Deuce said. He knew I was ready to kill this nigga. Deuce and I had already had this conversation.

  “Who is Simone?” I asked Amere.

  He looked confused at first then he looked over at Meech. All my anger instantly went towards Meech. Why would he know who Simone is?

  “Nigga you been holding her?” Amere asked Meech then charged at him. He didn’t give him time to respond as he slammed him on the floor.

  “We been murking mufuckers and you got her?” Amere asked then slammed his fist into Meech’s face. I looked around the room and none of Meech’s crew tried to intervene.

  I grabbed Amere in a bear hug and pulled him away from Meech so he could tell us what he knew. Amere tried and
tried to break free from my grasp but he couldn’t. I looked back at Tre and signaled for him to get Meech up. He walked around and snatched Meech up off the floor.

  “Where my girl at?” I asked Meech.

  “Man I don’t know what y’all talking about.” He said as he mugged Amere while rubbing his jaw.

  “He lying! Simone his sister!” Amere screamed. I let him go and pulled out my pistol. I was not about to play with this nigga at all especially not when it came to Tamia.

  “Where my girl at Meech?” I asked then cocked my pistol.

  “I swear iono man.” He said then spit out blood.

  “I know.” Amere said as he mugged Meech right back.

  I sent two bullets to Meech’s dome and watched his body drop to the floor.

  “Man what the fuck man? You could have warned me!” Tre said clearly pissed because he got blood on his clothes.

  I gave him a shoulder shrug and turned to Amere. He was stuck on stupid with his mouth wide open.

  “Why you kill him?” He asked as he stared down at his lifeless body.

  “Never pull a gun out on a nigga unless you about to use it.” I stated plainly then headed out the door. Everybody followed suit. Amere came out last shaking his head.

  “Lead the way.” I told him.

  Amere

  I can’t believe this man killed my cousin. He killed him right in front of me and his crew and nobody did a thing. I warned him about that nigga and he didn’t listen. I let anger cloud my judgement when I accused him and now he’s dead. Then this nigga gone give me that bullshit ass excuse about why he killed him. Man I know Meech would have understood why he pulled a gun out on him and there would have been no hard feelings. This man killed my cousin and for that, I have to kill him. When this is all over with, he will be on the other side of my gun. He will die. He just doesn’t know it yet.

  I walked out of the house and hopped in my car. I hope like hell I remembered how to get there because I hadn’t been there since I left. The crazy thing is, if Tamia is there, Simone hasn’t been acting like it. I’ve been calling and checking in with her so she wouldn’t be worried and she was always in good spirits. When I turned on her street, I parked my car in the driveway. Everybody else parked on the side of the street. I climbed out of the car and walked up to the door. I knocked and waited patiently for her to answer. Again, she opened the door with an attitude while wearing workout attire.

  “Did I interrupt your workout again?” I asked and her hand flew to her mouth.

  As I stood there looking at her, I had completely forgotten about our reason for being here.

  “What are you doing here?” She stammered as she began to step from one foot to the other like she had to pee. I frowned slightly as I stared at her.

  “I’m living here.” I reminded her as she positioned her body between the door and the frame.

  “Now is not a good time.” She said. I could see beads of sweat rolling down her forehead as she stared at me.

  “You got company?” I asked.

  “No!” She said in a high pitched voice.

  Before I could respond, Rashard pushed his way from behind me, into the house.

  “Who are you?” She asked Rashard. He didn’t respond as he punched her in the mouth.

  Ooohs and Aaahs could be heard from behind us. This nigga never ceases to amaze me. I couldn’t believe he had just knocked her ass out.

  Her body lay limp on the floor in the spot she once stood. I leaned over, scooped her up and carried her to her living room couch. I was still in shock at what he had just done.

  “POW! POW! POW!”

  The sound of gunshots snapped me out of my state of shock as I watched Rashard grab his shoulder and run back out of the room.

  “LEAVE NOW OR I’LL KILL HER!!” I heard someone yell from the back.

  Peanut and Skeme ran in the house with their guns drawn. I grabbed them to make sure the shit wasn’t on safety. They were good so I let them go.

  “Let her go or I’mma kill this bitch in here!” Rashard screamed back.

  I knew if it was up to him to save Tamia, she’d end up hurt because he’s just too fucking reckless. I made my way to the back of the house with Tre and Deuce hot on my heels.

  “You outnumbered cuzzo just let her go.” Deuce screamed.

  I was beyond confused. I didn’t know Tamia got kidnapped by Deuce’s cousin. If that’s the case, then why is he still breathing and my cousin is dead? I shook my head at the bullshit because I’m going to kill them both.

  “Deuce? That you?” The guy yelled.

  “Yeah B, it’s me. This ain’t gotta end bad. As long as you don’t hurt her you will live.” Deuce said and I couldn’t help but think that his loyalty should be with his family yet he’s siding with Rashard.

  Everybody waited for Brandon to respond. Silence. Rashard signaled for Skeme to come to him. As soon as Skeme past the door, Brandon started shooting. I don’t know how many times Skeme was hit but he dropped like a bad habit. I shook my head at the shit mufuckers go through because of their love for a bitch. There’s not a soul on the planet that I’d die for. When Peanut saw Skeme on the floor, he took off in his direction.

  POW! CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!

  Brandon’s gun was empty. Rashard took that chance to run back to the door but Brandon kicked the door closed.

  POW! POW!

  Rashard shot the doorknob off the door and kicked it in.

  “Where are you pussy?” Rashard called out as he walked in the room.

  “Put the gun down and fight like a man!” Brandon yelled out. “The best man gets to keep her.” He continued to scream from where ever he was hiding in the room.

  “Alright.” Rashard said and I heard his gun hit the floor.

  Shock was an understatement as I stood in the doorway and watched Brandon walk out of the bathroom with a smile on his face. I glanced over at the bed and noticed Tamia was laying there completely still with a battered and bruised face. I shook my head. I stared at her until I noticed she was starting to stir. The glimmer of something shiny caught my eye. I turned and saw Brandon had something in has hand as he approached Rashard. I didn’t warn him because I wanted Brandon to kill him.

  POW!

  Rashard pulled a gun from out of fucking nowhere and shot Brandon in his chest. I watched him fall to his knees as blood poured out of his mouth.

  I got pissed off instantly because I didn’t expect the shit to be that quick and easy. I sighed dramatically as I watched Rashard walk over to Tamia like he had just saved the day.

  Tamia

  As I opened my eyes I couldn’t believe the first person I saw was Rashard. For the first time, he had saved my life. I smiled up at him as he rubbed my face.

  “I know you been talking to that nigga but I still love you.” He said and I scrunched my face up. Out of all the things he could have said to me, he chose to say that.

  I looked past him and saw Amere standing there so I guess Amere told him we had been texting. In all honesty it was just on a friend type level as I said before. Oh well, I’m glad he told him because maybe now he’ll be the man I need him to be instead of the man in the streets.

  “Where’s Brandon?” I asked as I tried to sit up. My head started to hurt something serious so I leaned my body against Rashard. He wrapped his arms around me and helped me stand to my feet.

  I saw Brandon laying on the floor gurgling on his own blood. It was like déjà vu, only I had shot him in the back last time. I have no idea how he made it through that but he wasn’t about to make it through this. I grabbed Rashard’s gun out of his hand and walked over to Brandon. I used my foot to flip his body over. He stared straight up at me as he choked on his blood. I stared down at him as I willed myself to kill him because I knew if I didn’t, he would keep coming back.

  “I love you.” He croaked out and that was the only push I needed.

  POW!

  One shot to his head silenced him forever. I couldn
’t believe this man told me he loved me.

  “Fucking lunatic.” I said out loud as Rashard wrapped his arms around me.

  I nodded my head at Amere as we walked past him and headed out to the front door. When I saw Simone laid out on the couch, I stopped in my tracks.

  “Is she dead?” I asked Rashard and he shook his head no. I limped over to her and used the couch for balance. I leveled the gun at her head and pulled the trigger.

  “Why you do that?” Rashard asked once we were in the car.

  “She helped him hide me.” I stated as I leaned back and closed my eyes.

  6 months later….

  Rashard and I had been in complete bliss. He used some of his drug money to help me start my own practice, so I now owned my own clinic. I worked for myself, had employees and everything was going well.

  Deuce and Candy ended up moving here and now he’s basically running the streets. He even gave Amere a job and that shocked me completely.

  Armani started dating the guy across the hall against my better judgement but she seems to be happy with it. His name is James Steele and I know that because him and Candy had had a brief exchange. He gives me a bad vibe so I tend to stay away from him. Armani has tried to tell me about the sex games he likes to play but it was just too weird.