Before she could come up with another lie he grabbed her, tied her up and muzzled her mouth. He called Flin. No answer. He left a voice mail and sent a text.
“Call me as soon as you get this message.”
***
Tyshawn had gotten out of the suburbs as quickly as he came. He made calls to push the drops he had to make forward in time. He didn't trust whoever the fuck Sarah was and he wasn't trying to get caught with any drugs or cash on him. He changed the times, locations and the delivery method.
First drop: roughly 5 stacks worth of pills, second drop: 2lbs herb, third: about a grand of yay. He paid a couple hobos to make the drop and threatened to kill them if they didn't return with the cash. Luckily everything went smooth. Everything except the fact that Flin hadn't called him back yet and it had been hours.
He was beginning to get a li’l antsy. He called me wanting me to drive him back to the house later that night, but I was busy closing the doors on that Sasha shit. Her family started snooping around us because we were the last people they saw her with.
“I need you to drive me somewhere.” Ty told Meghan.
“Tyshawn, do you know what time it is? And after the way you treated me today how dare you ask me to do anything.”
“Megan, I'm sorry. I had a lot on my mind today, I should've been more patient, but this really can't wait.”
“Whatever. I'm getting dressed.”
He was in her driveway within 10 minutes
“Where we going?” she asked.
“I’ll tell you. Just drive.”
He came in his Beemer, just to make them fit in a little more, being that it was so late. He didn't want any of the neighbors getting suspicious, seeing a car on big rims and calling the cops.
“Who lives here?” she asked.
“Nobody. This is where I do my work,” said Ty.
"And you have me here!? I could slap you!”
“Chill out and pull in the garage.” Ty was very calm.
She did as she was told. She must've sensed that he wasn't in the mood because she didn't say a word after that.
“Come this way, I wanna show you something.”
Thinking it might've been another surprise, she lightened up. Tyshawn opened the door to the bathroom and exposed the female, tied up, stretched out in the bathtub.
“What the Fuck Ty!” She gasped.
“You ever seen her before?” asked Ty.
“No! who is that!? And why the hell do you have her like that!? Are you into some kinda sick sex slave shit!?”
That almost made him laugh.
“Thought so. I found her in her snooping around earlier. She said she was Flin’s girl but I remember Flin’s girlfriend being a li’l bigger than that and his girl goes to school with you.”
“Jessica, right?” asked Meg.
“I couldn't remember the name, but I knew it wasn't Sarah,” said Ty.
“Who do you think she is?”
Tyshawn immediately started packing anything of his that was of value, or that he needed. He popped open the safe that Sarah was clearly trying to get into when he crept up on her, made sure everything was there, threw it in his duff and started wiping his prints off of everything he could remember touching.
“I don't know who she is but she's definitely working with Flin.”
“Wait, I thought Flin was your boy?”
“Apparently, I have bad taste in friends.”
“How do you know he-“
"Because she had the keys to the house.” He cut her off. “She knew exactly what she was looking for when she came here and Flin has yet to call me back. I know Damn well there ain't no fucking science talent show going on this late.”
“Wow.” Meg looked surprised.
With everything of his packed and ready to go, Tyshawn turned on the oven and left the door open, went into the lab and turned on all the carbon tanks and kicked them over
“Let's go.”
“What about the girl!”
He paused. “Fuck her.”
He drove back. Taking the highway to be sure no one followed them home. Meghan was silent as a church mouse the whole ride, until he missed her exit.
“Where are we going now?”
“Home.”
“You missed my exit.”
“You don't wanna be with me tonight?”
"Tyshawn! You just KILLED somebody!”
He took that as a 'no' and with no words, took the next exit to take her home.
“Am I supposed to be ok with that!?”
He didn't answer.
“Hello! I'm talking to you!”
He didn't give a damn about Sarah or what Megan was talking about, all he knew was: she didn't wanna be with him.
“Pull over and let me out!”
“No. What the Fuck? And you gonna walk home?”
“Yes. Pull over.”
“No Meg. I'm taking you home.”
“I SAID PULL THE FUCK OVER! NOW!” She slapped him.
He took a sharp left into a grocery store parking lot and slammed on breaks.
“Go ‘head.”
" seriously!? "
“What the fuck you mean seriously! You said let you out AND you slapped me!”
“So you're really about to let me walk the fuck home!? Are you dumb!?”
“Meghan.” He paused.
“Tyshawn! Like I said! Am I supposed to be ok with what I just fucking witnessed!?”
“Nah.”
“Ok so why is it such a shock that I wanna go home to wrap my mind around this shit?”
“You know what, you're right, I apologize.”
“Don't say it to shut me up! Say it because you fuckin’ mean it!”
“Why are you yelling?”
“I swear, I hate you.”
“Ok so you wanna go home or what?”
She sat silent for a second. “No.”
Chapter Nineteen
It wasn't until Flin saw his neighborhood on the news that he called Tyshawn back. I don't know what he thought was going to happen when Ty found out he had some bitch trying to rob him.
“Did he fuckin’ change his number? That asshole!” Flin said out loud.
Flin sent him an email, Tyshawn had been expecting that and when it came through, he replied: “check mate.”
“Motherfucker!” Flin cursed.
Tyshawn knew blowing up that house would be a total loss for Flin. if he had been as street smart as he was book smart, he would've taken his valuables and studies with him. Fucking idiot.
“I need every lock changed, the security code for the gate changed and I need two more cameras out back.”
"Ok. Not a problem, sir.”
“What's going on?” asked Meg.
“I'm changing the locks and stuff.”
“Why?” He hugged Meghan.
“You know I hate that question.”
“Well whatever. Y’all woke me up.” She yawned.
“Go back to sleep then.”
“I'm not tired now.” She rubbed her eyes.
“I am. I'm getting back in the bed once he leaves .”
“Mhm and don't come in here bothering me.” She went back to the main bedroom.
He just smiled at her and watched her walk away. After the security guy left, he locked up and went back to bed. All he wanted to do that day was be cuddled by the only woman who really loved him wholeheartedly. He scooted up under her and wrapped his arm across her lower stomach. She stroked his hair and babied him.
“Tyshawn.” She waited. “Ty! Somebody knocking.”
“Who?”
“Cause I can see the porch from all the way in here? Go check.”
Someone had been banging like they were the fuckin popo.
“Who is it!?” she asked.
“It's Flin!” Tyshawn couldn’t believe the nerve of thst fucker.
Tyshawn snatched the door open and pointed his gun in that motherfucker’s face, but from the looks of it, some
one had already done what he planned on doing.
“You gotta help me man, please.” Flin was beat up, shot, and bleeding.
At the end of the day, Flin was still his boy and Tyshawn still had a heart.
“What the fuck happened to you?”
“They tried to kill me I owe em money for-“
“Whoa whoa, slow down. Who tried to kill you and why the hell would you come here if a muhfucka tryna kill you!? Here, put pressure on that, ima grab tweezers.”
Somebody had fucked his ass UP! Shot him in the foot, leg and arm. Sliced his face, burned his hands—it wasn't until Tyshawn came back with the tweezers, that he noticed he was missing a finger. Shit made him jump back so fast he fell up against the bathroom door. Megan came down stairs just as he rolled over and threw up on the floor, asking what was going on.
“Oh my God, are you ok?” she asked Ty.
“Flin.” Was all he was able to get out.
She pushed opened the door and saw Flin and the bloody mess.
“What the hell have I gotten myself into?” She asked herself, calmly.
“Can you help? This shit making me sick.”
“I’ll try.”
“You're a nurse.”
“No, I'm in nursing SCHOOL. Big difference, Tyshawn.”
While she doctored Flin up, Ty talked to him from the hallway. Flin had explained everything about his debt and about ‘Sarah’. Turns out, he had taken out a loan from some Russians and fucked over the money gambling. He had, in fact given her the keys and she was supposed to take whatever he owed from Tyshawn’s safe. He kept apologizing for it but Ty didn't wanna hear it. He told Meghan to fix him up and send him on his way.
“I have no one else to turn to, Meghan.”
Her being so softhearted, kind and emotional, she told him to sit tight while she talked to Ty.
“He doesn't have anywhere to go and you DID blow up the house.”
“So.”
“Tyshawn, that's your friend. Yea he made a fucked up decision but it was in the heat of the moment. He was scared!”
“Plenty times I been scared. But you know what, never once have I set up my own boy.”
“Please Ty. You know I have a knack for knowing when somebody being genuine, and Flin, he cares for you.”
Tyshawn sat and pondered for a minute. He really couldn't find a single hateful feeling for Flin at all. I mean of course he was mad, but when he thought deep on it, that was his boy. Had always been his boy.
He walked back down the hall to the bathroom, stood in the doorway for a minute, then he let a wide grin slide across his face. Flin was so grateful to see that old playful grin again, he could do nothing but let his head fall back against the tub and cry. Ty helped him up off the floor, held the back of his head and put their foreheads together.
“I love you man. I'm sorry.”
“Don't even worry about it, dawg.”
Chapter Twenty
Tyshawn had put Flin up in one of his guest rooms. He took everything that he came there with and threw it in a dumpster two streets over, just in case there had been any bugs or trackers. He really felt like Flin should've been in somebody's hospital, but he was adamant about not going. He said if he went anywhere, the Russians would find him and he would be as good as dead.
Tyshawn had given him some pain killers and a few shots of Patron, to try and take the edge off as much as possible. After checking on him once more, he went upstairs to take a shower. Megan was sitting in the chair next to the window waiting on him; for some reason this encounter had turned her on something wicked
“Why are you sitting there like that?”
“Waiting on you.”
“Oh.” He said, taking his shirt off. “What's wrong?”
“Nothing's wrong. I wanna take a shower and go to bed.”
“Let's go then.”
She could tell his mind was elsewhere. All she wanted to do was make him feel good at that very moment, she didn't want to add anymore stress to his life. She hugged him from behind as the water poured over his head, kissed his back and caressed his chest. She wanted to tell him how much she loved him, but her mouth wouldn't form the words, so she just squeezed him a little tighter.
“You good?”
“Yea.” She paused. “I just love you.”
He turned to face her.
“Show me.”
That had been the green light she was waiting for. As she kissed him, he picked her up and leaned her against the wall of the shower, already hard, he slid inside her. She gasped and her hold him got tighter; Stroking her slow, he could feel her pulsating, it had only been five minutes and she was already busting her first one.
Still holding her, he stepped from the shower and carried her to the bed and laid her down so that she was on top. She pushed him deeper inside her, threw her head back, took a deep breath, and let out the sexiest moan he had ever heard. That alone almost sent him to his climax. She dug her nails into his chest and started to bounce, after about every third bounce she rotated her hips in a circle like she was only in it for her own pleasure. Another ten minutes, another orgasm. This time, it was so intense he could feel her cream dripping down his shaft. That set him off, he flipped her over and long stroked her from the back until he was ready to bust.
“Do NOT, cum in me.”
“Or what.”
“Don't.” She moaned with every stroke. “Don’t or I'll kill you, I swear.”
"Shit!” He pulled out and blew his load all over her ass
When he collapsed on the bed, she got between his legs and circled the head of his penis with her tongue until he couldn't take it anymore, then she laid cuddled in his arms until she fell asleep.
“NO! NO!”
“What the Fuck.” Ty had jumped up from his sleep.
Flin had been yelling out in his sleep, bad dream I guess. Tyshawn gave him another round of meds, another few Patron shots and sat on the bed with Flin in his arms like mother goose, trying to soothe the pain away.
“Man, this shit hurts like hell.”
“You need to be in the hospital dawg, seriously. If shit gets worse we're going, I don't give a fuck what you say.”
Flin’s body felt colder than it had earlier, he looked a little blue too. His eyes had become blood shot red and Tyshawn noticed there was dried blood around his mouth.
“You threw up?”
“No man. Just a cough. Probably from being kicked in the ribs so many times.”
“I'm taking you to the hospital.”
Tyshawn rushed to his room to get dressed, ignoring Flin’s cries to change his mind.
“Yo Meg, I gotta take him to the ER, he coughing up blood.”
"Oh my God.” She jumped up to get dressed.
“Yea. Nigga body cold and blue, he looking like a fucking corpse in there man.”
“He's definitely got some internal bleeding. I saw like a puncture mark on his neck. It looks like something might've been injected.”
“What?”
“Yea. I didn't say anything because I figured he always had it. I didn't think anything of it at the time.” Tyshawn rushed back to Flin.
“Flin, did they stick you with anything?”
“My neck.”
“Yea, what did they stick you with? Was it a drug? Some kind of chemical? What!?”
“I don't know, Ty.”
Flin’s voice had grown faint and he couldn't keep his eyes open.
“Meg, get the keys, hurry up let's go!”
He picked Flin up from the bed and carried him to the car. Meghan drove while Tyshawn sat in the back with Flin’s head in his lap trying to keep him stable.
“Ay!” he tapped Flin’s cheek. “Open your eyes Flin, I need you looking at me. Look at my eyes.”
Flin was barely mumbling at this point, Megan was behind the wheel crying her eyes out and Tyshawn was trying his hardest not to break down his damn self. His eyes full of tears knowing that Flin wouldn't make it to th
e hospital, he kept on trying anyway.
“Flin, look at me man.” He cried.
He pressed their foreheads together like they always did and waited for Meghan to say they were there. She pulled the car into the ambulance port, jumped out and ran inside for help. When doctors came to the car for Flin, they were hesitant to move him from Tyshawn’s arms, it was evident the guy was dead and they allowed him that moment to accept it.
“Sir, we have to take him.”
Tyshawn pushed open the door with his foot, scooted from the car with Flin in his arms and placed him gently on the stretcher. He gave the head nurse Flin’s wallet with all of his information and told her to call him after the autopsy.
“I'm so sorry baby.” Said Meg.
Ty was silent. He just rode, with his hoodie on and his head resting on the window. It took a while for him get out of the car and Meghan sat in silence with him until he was ready to move. Once they were inside, Ty went and cleaned up the room Flin had been in. His phone began to ring and he wondered just who in the FUCK it was and what the FUCK did they wanted.
“Yea.” He answered.
“Friend for friend,” a male voice said on the other end.
“What? Who is this?” They hung up.
“Who was it?” asked Meg.
“I'm not sure. Whoever it was said ‘friend for friend.’”
“It's gotta be whoever Flin owed. Did you forget about Sarah?”
Whoever the Fuck had got a hold of Flin would have to go through hell to get to Tyshawn, he hoped they knew that shit too. Before getting in bed, he went into his man cave and loaded the fuck up. Shotty on top of the headboard, nina under his pillow, dessy leaned up again the wall by the TV and another behind the bedroom door. He gave Megan a can of mase and told her if anything, point (away from him ) and spray. She knew she should be scared, but lying on his chest hearing how calm his heartbeat was, put her at ease.
“You are an interesting young man Tyshawn.”
“I could say the same for you.”
“Well I'm not a man, so I could disagree.”
“You're still here, after wild crazy shit.”
“I wouldn't let you go through it alone.” His hold on her got tighter.
He was dog tired but didn't want to sleep, he was in protect mode. If anything ever happened to Meghan, Tyshawn would just about try to put the world to an end.
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