Tears of a Hustler 2

by White, Silk

  power,” Big Mel said as a tear rolled down his cheek. “I wanted

  to be you so bad that I didn’t know what else to do.” “So you put me in here?” Ali said with a chuckle. “If this

  glass wasn’t between us, I would fuck body (kill) you.” “I know you would,” Big Mel said, breaking eye contact.

  “Well I just came to ask for your forgiveness and Ileft five gees

  on your books.”

  “Five gees?” Ali echoed. “So you thought you wasgoing

  to leave FIVE gees on my books and I was going to forgive you?

  That’s what you thought?”

  Before Big Mel could respond, Ali got up and started

  banging the phone against the glass. “You a fucking dead man

  walking,” Ali yelled as two correctional officers roughly escorted

  him out of the visiting room.

  Chapter18 Flamboyant

  Knowledge parked his Benz in the club’s parking lot and reached over and opened up the glove compartment. Inside sat neat stacks of money placed in rubber bands. Knowledge quickly grabbed four stacks, placing two in each pocket. Parked two spots was Suge, along with three young wild soldiers.

  “I never knew this club even existed,” Knowledgesaid as he gave Suge and the rest of the goons pounds.

  “I heard Pauleena owns this shit,” Suge pointedout.

  “Oh word? I wonder what G-money wants to holla at me about,” Knowledge said, thinking out loud.

  “Probably about all the trouble you been causing,” Suge replied as the crew started towards the entrance. Before Knowledge and his crew reached the entrance, he noticed an all black limousine pull up to the curb. Seconds later, Roy slid out the back seat, followed by G-money and about seven soldiers.

  “Knowledge what’s good my man?” G-money asked, giving him and Suge both pounds.

  “You know…living the fast life,” Knowledge replied with a smile.

  “That’s what I like to hear. Let’s go up in here and do what we do,” G-money said, draping his arm around Knowledge’s neck.

  Once inside the club, G-money and his crew were treated with V.I.P. treatment as usual. After about15 minutes of chilling, the V.I.P. section was flooded with golddiggers and groupies.

  “Hello do I know you?” A woman who was half naked asked Knowledge.

  “I don’t know. Do you?” Knowledge responded, sipping on some Henny.

  “Well I can’t really get a good look at your face,” the woman said, hinting towards the blue Mets hat that came down over Knowledge’s eyebrows.

  “Fuck all this small talk,” Knowledge said as he grabbed the woman’s wrist and pulled her down on his lap. As the night went on G-money just sat back and took mental notes on little things that were going on.

  “Shout out to my nigga G-money and Knowledge over in the V.I.P. area living it up,” the DJ shouted over the mic, giving them a shout out. G-money sat back enjoying his blunt of haze as he half listened to what the chick in his ear was talking about. Seconds later, Roy came over and whispered in G-money’s ear.

  “Yo it’s some clown over there demanding that he speak with you right now.”

  G-money looked over Knowledge’s shoulder and took a close look at the man. “Nah, I never seen that fool before in my life,” he confirmed.

  “So you want me to send him on his way?” Roy asked impatiently.

  “Nah, let him through so I can see what this chump talking about,” G-money instructed as he filled up his flute with champagne. As the man approached the table, G-money noticed the man’s big muscles.

  “What’s good fam?” the big man said as he gave Gmoney a pound and helped himself to a seat. “I knowyou don’t know me and all that, but my name is Q.”

  “How can I help you Q?” G-money asked in an uninterested tone.

  “Listen…I’mma keep it funky with you. I just came home from doing eight years up in Elmira and I’m fucked up.”

  “So what you want? A job?” G-money asked in between puffs.

  “A job?” Q echoed with a little chuckle. “Nah, I don’t need a job, but I could use a new car and a couple of dollars if you know what I mean,” he said with a raised eyebrow.

  “Okay let me get this straight. You want me to buy you a car and give you money, is that correct?”

  “Absolutely!” Q replied, helping himself to a drink.

  “And why the fuck would I do that? I don’t even know you,” G-money fumed.

  “Because if you don’t, I’mma have to bet on my bullshit. And trust me, you don’t want that,” Q said in a calm tone. “I got over a hundred shooters on my team ready to do whatever, so let me know how you wanna play it. And word on the streets is, you the police number one target so you don’t need this heat I’mma about to bring down. Get what I’m trying to say?”

  “I hear you,” G-money said, blowing out a cloud of smoke. “Just let me know how much money you need and what kind of car you want and it’s yours”

  “That’s what I’m talking about,” Q said with a smirk. “I’ll just take 50 thousand for now and a new Lexus.”

  “No problem. You’ll have it before the night is out,” Gmoney told him as he refilled his flute with more champagne.

  “A’ight cool. I’mma go fuck with a few of these bitches in here, but I’ll be back in about an hour,” Q said ashe patted Gmoney on the back and headed for the dance floor. Once Q left, G-money signaled for Knowledge to come over.

  “What’s good?” Knowledge asked as he sat down.

  “You seen that clown I was just talking to?”

  “Yeah, what about him?”

  “I’m going to need you to get rid of him tonight!” Gmoney told him.

  “Not a problem,” Knowledge replied as a smirk played on his lips.

  “You need me to go with him?” Roy asked, noticing something was wrong. “You a’ight?”

  “Nah, I’m not alright. Everything is all fucked up,” Gmoney exhaled in an even tone. “This shit is fucking whack!” “What you talking about?” Roy asked confused.

  “How we living is whack,” G-money growled. “Everyday the shit Ali used to tell me is starting to make more and more sense.” He paused to fix himself another drink.

  “What you mean? You have everything a person could ask for.” Roy pointed out.

  “What do I really have? Tell me Roy what do I have?”

  “Everything!” Roy replied.

  G-money looked around the club formulating a response. “Is this what you call everything?” He asked, no longer sipping from his flute, but instead, swigging from the bottle. “All this stress and drama, and all I got is a big ass house that I live in alone. I got five cars and don’t bring half of them shits out; A whole bunch of jewelry that I can’t even wear at the same time; All this champagne and liquor I drink just to throw it up and piss it out. I got a condo and two apartments that I only slept in twice. So what’s this shit really all about? Then on top of that, now I got muthafuckas trying to extort me just because.”

  “Shit could always be worst,” Roy said as he noticed Pauleena stroll up in the club with about four Muslim brothers behind her.

  “Shout out to Pauleena, who just stepped in the building. You already know what it is!” The DJ said, shoutingher out over the mic.

  “Fuck you doing here?” G-money asked as he gave Pauleena a hug.

  “Damn, I gotta have permission to come in my own club?” Pauleena joked as she dismissed the gold digger who was sitting next to G-money and took her seat.

  “Nah, I’m just fucking with you, with ya sexy ass,” Gmoney flirted openly.

  “You so fresh,” Pauleena giggled as she slid him something on the low.

  “What the fuck is this?”

  “It’s a hotel key, duh.”

  “Oh shit! You gon finally give me some of that sweet pussy?” G-money grinned.

  “In your dreams sweetie,” Pauleena said flatly.“It’s a surprise. It’s just a little gift from me
to you.”

  “That’s what’s up,” G-money said as he noticed the dirty looks Malcolm was giving him. “Yo…why the fuck this big, ugly nigga always looking all in my face?” G-money barked, rising to his feet.

  “Brother I will kill you with my bare hands,” Malcolm growled, taking a step forward.

  “Listen you two, chill the fuck out. We all on the same team,” Pauleena said, defusing the situation.

  “What’s good? Everything alright over here?” Knowledge asked with a blunt hanging from the side of his mouth.

  “Yeah everything is cool, but I think its time to take care of that thing we talked about earlier.”

  “I’mma get on that right now. I’mma scream at you when it’s all said and done,” Knowledge said as hegave Gmoney a pound and kissed Pauleena on the cheek.

  Q sat at the bar, sweet-talking some chick when he felt some one tap him on the shoulder. “Come on lets take care of this business,” Knowledge said, not waiting for a response. Once outside the club, one of Knowledge’s soldiers pulled up in a royal blue Buick.

  “Here, stay close behind us,” Knowledge whispered as he handed Suge the keys to his Benz. “Yo come on. I ain’t got all day,” Knowledge sucked his teeth as he slid in the back seat of the Buick.

  “Watch how you talk to me before I come back there and smack ya fucking head off!” Q snarled as he hopped in the passenger seat. It took everything inside of Knowledge to control his temper.

  “Lil niggaz mouths’ is reckless nowadays,” Q continued.

  * * * * “Your spot always be having the baddest bitches,” Gmoney said out loud.

  “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Pauleena replied with a smile.

  G-money grabbed a bottle of champagne and began to guzzle it as he felt his phone vibrating. Immediately, he recognized that the call was being made from Nancy’s house.

  “Yeah what’s good?” he yelled into the receiver. “Yo, where you at?” Nancy yelled so G-money could hear her over the loud music.

  “I’m at the club right now.”

  “Oh, well go to the bathroom so you can hear cause I got Ali on the other line.”

  “A’ight I’m going right now,” G-money said.

  “Hurry up so I can click over.”

  “Yo I’ll be right back,” G-money said as he snaked through the crowd, heading towards the bathroom. As G-money squeezed through the crowd, Pauleena noticed two dirty looking men creeping up on G-money from behind. From the filthy thick beards they sported, Pauleena figured it wasn’t a coincidence. Without thinking twice, she pulled her 9mm from herhandbag and moved through the crowd as fast as her three-inch heels could take her, with Malcolm in tow. As soon as G-money entered the bathroom, he looked under each stall, making sure he was alone. “Put my man on the phone,” he said excitedly.

  “Hold on,” Nancy said as she quickly clicked over.

  “Hello?” Ali’s voice boomed through the phone.

  “My nigga, what’s good? You been getting the money I been sending you?”

  “Yeah I got it.”

  “It’s nothing, but how you holding up in there?” Gmoney asked.

  “I’m standing strong. Ya man Skip up in here with me.”

  “I heard, I heard. But yo, I’mma be up there next weekend to see ya’ll.”

  “That’s what’s up. How you holding up out there?” Ali asked.

  “Everything is cool. The team is still moving and getting stronger than ever.”

  Before G-money could say another word, he heard the bathroom door bust open. When he turned around, all he saw was two big cannons in his face.

  “You already know what this is!” One of the gunmen growled as he snatched G-money’s Iphone from out ofhis hand.

  “Ya man getting robbed right now,” the gunman said into the receiver as he tossed the phone over in the corner.

  “Take whatever ya’ll want,” G-money said as he continued to guzzle from his bottle.

  “This nigga must think we playing,” the other gunman said as he slapped G-money in the face with the ratchet.

  “Look at me! I know you remember me,” the man said as he unarmed G-money. “Let me refresh your memory. My cousin Victor, you put him in a wheelchair about ayear ago,” he growled as his partner stripped G-money of all his valuable belongings.

  Seconds later, the two gunmen heard the bathroom door bust open. Before they knew what was going on, Pauleena was already in motion. Two hollow point messengers of death found a home in the first gunman’s chest and neck, dropping him instantly. Not knowing what to do, the second gunman aimed his pistol at Pauleena. But as he pulled the trigger, G-money managed to grab his arm and redirected the bullet.

  Pauleena and Malcolm sat in the doorway watching as Gmoney and the gunman battled to get control of the gun. Pauleena was getting ready to shoot but decided to hold fire, not wanting to hit G-Money by mistake.

  G-Money and the gunman scuffled for about 30 seconds before a single shot went off ending the scuffle. A smile appeared on Pauleena’s face when she saw the gunman drop down to his knees and cough up blood.

  “You thought you was going to rob me muthafucka?” Gmoney said calmly as he emptied the whole clip in the gunman’s face. Seconds later, six big bouncers came running into the bathroom.

  “Pauleena is everything okay?” One of the bouncers asked.

  “Yeah everything is cool. I’m just going to need ya’ll to get rid of these bodies for me,” Pauleena said nonchalantly. “Make sure you take em out back and clean up this mess too,” she ordered as she, G-money, and Malcolm exited the bathroom.

  “Yo I’m about to get up out of here,” G-money said, shaking his head.

  “Do that. You look like you could use some rest.”

  “A’ight I’mma call you tomorrow,” G-money said as he kissed Pauleena on the cheek.

  “Okay. Oh and don’t forget to go check out the gift I got you,” Pauleena said with a wink.

  G-money dug down in his pocket and pulled out the hotel key that she gave him earlier. “A’ight I got you. This better not be no whack shit either or else I’mma be tight,” he said as he exited the club and slid in the back of his limo.

  * * * * “So where you from?” The driver asked.

  “Queens,” Q replied quickly.

  “Oh word? My cousin lives out there. What part you

  from?”

  “Why the fuck does it matter what part I’m from?” Q

  barked.

  “Nah, I was just asking.”

  “Well stop asking me all these fucking questions,” Q

  snarled.

  Knowledge sat in the back listening to Q disrespect his young

  soldier. Once Knowledge thought they were far enough away from the club, he pulled out his .380 and shot Q in the back of

  his head.

  “OH SHIT!! Damn you could of at least gave me a

  warning,” the driver yelled, still a little startled.

  “Sorry, but I couldn’t stand hearing his mouth for one

  more second,” Knowledge chuckled from the back seat. “Damn nigga you farted?”

  “Nah, I ain’t fart”

  “So what the fuck is that smell?”

  “It’s a dead nigga in the front seat. His muscles are

  relaxed so he probably shitted on himself, now pull over,”

  Knowledge said, schooling the young soldier.

  Once the driver pulled over, him and Knowledge quickly exited

  the Buick. “Where the fuck is this guy? I told himto stay right

  behind us,” Knowledge said out loud. Seconds later, Suge pulled

  up. “Damn ya’ll standing over in the cut I almost didn’t see ya’ll.” “If you take those stupid ass shades off, then maybe you

  might be able to see,” Knowledge hissed as he and his young

  soldier slid in the vehicle.

  “Nigga you know I always wear my shades when I go on

  a job,” Suge huffed as he gunne
d the engine, fleeing the crime

  scene.

  * * * * G-money stepped off the elevator on the fourth floor of the hotel and strolled down the hallway until he found the room he was looking for. Before he pulled out the key, he felt his cell phone vibrating on his waist. He looked at the caller I.D. and saw that it was Knowledge calling him. “Yeah what’s up?” He answered.

  “It’s done!”

  “A’ight bet, I’ll holla at you later,” G-money said, quickly ending the conversation. Not wanting to be bothered, he turned his phone off and pulled the room key out of his pocket. He slid the card through the door and the green light flashed, signaling for him to enter. G-money drew his .45 as he slowly entered the room with caution. Once inside the room, G-money noticed two beautiful ladies laid across the bed wearing nothing but thongs.

  “Are you G-money?” the darker one out of the two asked seductively.

  “The one and only,” he answered as he hungrily eyed the two women.

  “Damn Pauleena didn’t tell us you was this fine,” the light skinned one said openly. “I’m Nicole and thisis Zora,” she said, pointing to her friend. “I want you to just sit back and just enjoy yourself,” Nicole said as she pushed G-moneyonto the love seat as she climbed back on the bed with Zora.

  G-money just sat back in the love seat and watched as Zora and Nicole began to tongue kiss in front of him. His manhood quickly stiffened as he continued to watch the two women kiss and explore each other’s body.

  After a long kiss, Nicole slid Zora’s thong off and slowly began to rub and massage her clit. Zora moaned and cursed loudly as she felt her pussy began to warm and moisten. “Come eat my pussy,” she demanded. Nicole complied as she thrust her tongue inside Zora’s warm pussy, then alternated between tonguefucking her and sucking on her clit. Zora gasped, sucking in air through clenched teeth.

  G-money sat back, shaking around the ice in hisglass as he continued to watch the show.

  “Oh shit…” Zora sighed as she grabbed Nicole’s head and begged her not to stop. Seconds later, Zora’s body tensed as she began to climax. Once the two finished eating each other out, they turned their attention and focus on G-money. By this time, his dick was already rock hard.

  “Take those clothes off now!” Zora demanded as she and Nicole stood over him watching his every move. Without hesitation, G-money peeled his clothes off. He sat back and watched as Zora and Nicole fought to see which one was going to suck his dick first.