Shawty Fell in Love with a Hustla 2

by Lucinda John

  “Mmm,” she moaned, causing a vibration sensation to tickle my dick.

  “Shittttttt!” I cried out, grabbing the back of her head and fucking her face.

  My fingers got tangled in her tracks, but I made sure not to pull any out. This was the con of fucking with a girl that wore extensions. There was no way you could tug and pull on her hair, without having a few loose strands on your hands. I felt my nut building up, so I held on to her head and started spilling my seeds down her throat.

  She licked, and slurped on the head of my dick until she caught every drop. After swallowing my nut, she walked to the bathroom and brushed her teeth. I sat up and saw that she had brought me breakfast in bed. I had steak, eggs, cheese grits, honey biscuits, and fruit slices in front of me. Next to my meal was a perfectly rolled blunt and a glass filled with orange juice. Day by day, she was starting to have a nigga really feeling her, just by the simple shit she did. I fucked with Destiney for a hot minute and she never catered to me the way Tangi did.

  I sparked up the blunt and allowed the gas to fill my lungs. I should be appreciating the shit Tangi was doing for me, but my mind traveled to Karrueche. Seeing her on Thanksgiving had me feeling some type of way towards her. I wanted to be mad at her, but when her sexy ass walked in with that little ass dress, inked up, and with a new haircut that had her looking older than her actual age, I forgot why I was even mad.

  It fucked up my head seeing her kissing the next nigga on her porch that night. After I dropped Tangi home, I decided to pay Karrueche a visit so we could finish our conversation that Tangi interrupted. When I got there and knocked on her door, there was no answer. I was pissed that she might be laid up with that nigga Geek, so I went to the Michael’s and got her spare key. When I did a walkthrough of the house and found it empty, confusion started to sink in. Her car was parked in the driveway, so there was no way she wasn’t home, unless that nigga Geek came and picked her up.

  I wanted to go home, but something kept telling me to stay and wait on her. I stood across the street in her neighbors’ bushes and waited. Hours passed and she still wasn’t home. I finally decided to call her and was enraged when I got the voicemail. I didn’t understand why I was feeling that way when we were only friends, but the thought of her somewhere hugged up with another nigga, had me floored. Just as I was about to take my ass home, a Lexus pulled up in front of her house. The tint on the window was too dark, I couldn’t see who was inside.

  An hour passed before they finally decided to get out the car. I watched with anger in my eyes as he pinned her against the door and did what I have been dying to do. On the plus side, it wasn’t Geek, which meant she was finally done with his ass. Now, I had to figure out who the fuck this new clown was and what his intentions were with my future wife, Mrs. Ezra Truya. She was the only one I saw fit to carry my last name.

  Back to reality, I smoked both blunts and picked through the food. Thinking about Karrueche and the new nigga she was dating, killed my appetite. Tangi walked in the room wearing nothing but a pair of pumps and a smile. Usually my dick would be ready to go, but I wasn’t fazed by her. She climbed on the bed and before she could straddle my lap, my phone rang. Saved by the bell, I thought, reaching for it.

  “Talk to me,” I spoke in to the phone.

  “Nina is hurt,” Journi said in the phone.

  Nina was the trap that Boogie was running. I was in the process of moving it, but the fact that it got hit pissed me off.

  “How bad is it?” I asked

  “She has to go to the hospital, bruh,” he said, letting me know we took a major hit.

  “You think she’s going to make it?”

  “Nah, it’s bad.”

  “I’m on my way!” I said, before hanging up the phone.

  Pushing Tangi off of me, I rushed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I tried to figure out who would be bold enough to hit up my spot. I made sure everybody was eating good just to avoid shit like this. I thought back to Neeka, and how she had two brothers that were jack boys. I swear if they had something to do with it then it wouldn’t end pretty for them.

  “I’ll be back, some shit popped off that I got to handle,” I said to Tangi, while I got dressed.

  “Let me ride with you,” she replied, pulling a dress over her body.

  “Nah, you straight.”

  “Come on baby. I don’t feel like sitting up in here alone.”

  She had a point, but I wasn’t all the way comfortable with Tangi knowing where I laid my head, so we were ducked off at an apartment that I had. The place was in the cut, away from the city, so I understood why she didn’t want to stay here alone.

  “Iight, but when we get to the destination, stay in the car.”

  “Okay,” she replied.

  When I made it to the spot, all of my workers were standing outside, looking sick. No one was dead or injured, so I had no idea how the fuck somebody was able to run through my shit, without someone letting them in.

  “Who was in charge of watching over this spot last night?” I asked.

  “Me bruh, but my baby momma was blowing me up, saying my daughter needed some Tylenol for her fever. I stepped away for five minutes, bruh,” Boogie said, with his head down.

  “You left the spot unattended?” I said, getting in his face.

  “Yes, I wasn’t gone for no more than twenty minutes.”

  “Let me get this straight, so for twenty minutes you locked up and left, without having somebody watch the spot? Hell, you could have had one of these little niggas bring the Tylenol to your girl,” I spat.

  “You know how I feel about folks getting too close to my fam, plus I don’t trust these young cats,” he argued, making a good point.

  “You could have fucking called me or Journi! How long have you been trapping and you still acting green to the game?! All it takes is twenty minutes for a motherfucker to run in your spot and take every fucking thing!” I yelled, smacking him in the face with the butt of my gun.

  I wasn’t going to kill him, but I was going to make an example out of his ass. I fucked his ass up, while the young niggas watched. I had to let them know that my money wasn’t to be fucked with. I had to make them understand that my shit was to be guarded with their fucking life.

  Boogie was bloody and unconscious when I finally wiped the blood off my gun with his shirt, and placed it back in the small of my back. I looked every one of those niggas in the eyes to make sure that they understood I meant business. The fear in their eyes let me know that I wouldn’t be having these problems anymore. I gave orders to shut this shop down, until I was able to start another one up, at a different location. The consequences for these niggas letting me take a loss would be starvation. They wouldn’t be eating until I felt good and ready to start feeding them again.

  “How are you going to get back the money for this trap being closed?” Journi asked.

  “I will just double up the work over at Tina and Rena,” I said referring to our other traps.

  “That isn’t going to work,” he said.

  “It will, if we roll up our sleeves and get our hands dirty. This will only be temporarily, until I can get Nina up and running again,” I said.

  “I live for the thrill, so I’m with it,” Journi replied.

  “Yo, you don’t think Neeka and her peoples had anything to do with this?” I asked him.

  “I was thinking the same thing. I’ll shake her ass up and see what she knows.”

  “Be careful, you know she’s still pregnant and it could possibly be your seed,” I chuckled.

  “Man, that hoe is done for, if that is my seed I’m taking full custody of the jit,” he said.

  “If she lets you.”

  “Trust me, she will,” he said, lifting his shirt revealing his burner.

  “Stick talk,” I laughed, dapping him up. “But for real, get all the pussy you can because it’s back to early mornings and late nights.”

  “Shantika’s ass is going to skin my
knees, but I’m with it,” he got in his car, honking before pulling off.

  When I walked by in my car, Tangi was ending her phone call. She looked over at me and started giving me a strange look. I followed her eyes to the specks of blood that stained my shirt. Boogie was going to compensate me for the shirt, I thought, pulling it off and stuffing it under my seat.

  “Is everything ok?” I asked.

  “Yeah it’s straight.” I shrugged, before drowning her out with the loud sounds of D. Weave and Young Dolph’s, new hot single ‘Fake’.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Tangi

  It felt good to be in my hometown. I spent a majority of my time away in different states, because of work, so it felt good when I got a chance to come back home, to unwind. No one knew I stayed in Texas, not even Draya. I kept where I laid my head a secret, just in case I ever had to go on the run. Since I didn’t do any dirt in Texas, my face was safe in every city.

  I rolled my suitcase into my four bedroom, four bathroom mini mansion and inhaled the fresh scent of lavender. I made sure to have my housekeeper, Jackie come by once a week to dust and sanitize. Pulling my suitcase up the stairs, I unzipped it and revealed the money I got from the hit. Since it was my brilliant idea to hit Smoke’s spot, I got a majority of the cut.

  It was a pretty simple task. Once I started following Smoke, I picked out the lieutenant that would give up anything, for some pussy. Once I decided to target Boogie, I kept tabs on him until I was able to approach him outside of the trap house. I didn’t want any of Smoke’s workers to see me, so I decided to avoid going to the trap all together. After getting in Boogie’s head, I had him bending me over in a hotel room, while Geek and his boys ran up in the spot to clean them out.

  Since I had my share of money, I had to find someone to turn the heat on. Upon doing my research I found out that Neeka, Journi’s ex, had brothers that were jack boys. To make it look like Neeka set everything up on some revenge type shit, I paid her to leave town. Dressed in one of my many aliases, I acted as if I was Journi’s girlfriend and approached her. I told her that I would pay her twenty thousand dollars to skip town and out of my man’s life. When she didn’t budge, I pulled out my gun to help her make her decision.

  Now that Neeka was out of town, Smoke had no choice, but to believe Neeka and her brothers were behind the hit. As I neatly stacked my money in my safe, I smiled at how brilliant I was. I had the ability to pull schemes out my ass, like a rabbit out of a hat. Everything with me was business, never personal.

  The difference between me and other female killers was that I never fell in love with my targets. I ran into a few sweet guys with long money and an even longer dick, but all that didn’t faze me. I was heartless, I didn’t feel or fall in love like a normal human would. Hell, the only person I loved was myself.

  According to the shrink I had to see to complete any job, I was suffering from my childhood. When I was young, my mother died, leaving me with my father, and for some reason my father hated me. I didn’t know why, but he couldn’t stand to see the sight of me. Every day he would sneak in my room and find ways to torture me. He would sexually assault me with broom sticks, cucumbers, logs, sticks, you name it and it went up in me. By the time I was twelve, I had severe vaginal trauma and tearing. The state ended up coming and taking me away. Draya’s mother, who I later found out, was my mother, came for me.

  Funny huh? Well imagine my shock when she called me while on her death bed to confess that shit to me. All these years I was under the impression that my mother was dead and the whole time, she was my aunt. She would see me come to her house with bruises, but she did nothing about it until she was forced to. The dumb whore slept with her sister’s husband and got pregnant. She wasn’t woman enough to deal with the backlash, so she allowed that sick bastard to take care of me. That day she requested to see me was to beg for my forgiveness, but I had different plans.

  I snuck in her room one night and injected her with poison. It may seem harsh to you, but I didn’t think so. Hell, she was dying anyway, so I just sped up the process. I hated to do that to her, but she had to suffer the same fate as my father. The way I saw it if you hurt me, I kill you. I withheld that information from Draya because I deeply cared for her. I didn’t love her like a cousin, or the way a sister was supposed to, but I cared for her enough to spare her feelings. She was the only thing I had close to a friend and I didn’t want to lose her.

  Snapping back to reality, I locked my safe up and took a seat on my plush carpet. Sometimes, I had to ask myself was I really human? I could spend years with a man, turn around and kill him, without a care in the world. In my eyes everyone had the potential to be the enemy, so I blocked out any feelings. Feelings played a major role in clouded judgments. In the profession I was in, there was no room for clouded judgments, so I had to stay alert and aware of my surroundings, at all time.

  Pulling Smoke’s picture out of my bag, I taped it to my wall of fame. My wall of fame consisted of all the dudes I slept with, robbed, and killed. Some people considered me a serial killer, I simply called it doing my job. A bitch clocked in and flipped burgers for a living and I sliced dicks, same difference. I stroked the outline of Smoke’s face with my fingers and smiled. Out of all the men I been with, he was the sweetest. He had that husband quality that a girl would love, too bad he wouldn’t live too long to show it. Kissing his lips on the picture, I looked over at the one hundred and fifty plus photos, before walking away.

  I lied to Smoke and told him I had a business trip in order to get a weekend of peace and quiet. I wanted to lounge around my house, catch up on reality shows, while eating mint ice cream in peace. I didn’t want to worry about pretending or faking shit for a while. Shit, motherfuckers took time off from their job, so why couldn’t I? One peaceful weekend, no phone calls, or fake relationships, just me, myself and I.

  *****

  After my weekend of doing absolutely nothing, I returned to work. Instead of going to the apartment Smoke and I stayed in, I decided to head to my temporary home. I had a business meeting with Geek and Tommy.

  Thinking of Tommy, my heart smiled. If there was a small possibility that I could be with someone, it would be him. I knew deep down inside I wasn’t capable of being a loving girlfriend, so I settled for being his sex partner.

  When I made it to Geek’s home office, he was leaned back in his chair while, Draya kissed on his neck. The sight before me was disgusting. It was one thing to be in love, but to be in love with someone who openly disrespected you, was truly dumb as hell. That was another reason why I didn’t do love, these niggas nowadays didn’t know what it meant to be in a committed relationship.

  “Hey Tangi,” Draya smiled, finally noticing me.

  “Hey girl. Those girls are getting so big,” I replied.

  “Tell me about it, I’m trying to have another baby before my baby making machine gets too old,” she said, causing Geek to roll his eyes on the sly.

  That man was not into her like she was into him. Just like Smoke, he was in love with Karrueche. I was no fool, I peeped that shit. Draya was trying her hardest to compete with an eighteen year old girl, and it was sad. I wasn’t going to front, Karrueche had her shit together and with that new makeover, she was looking like she could compete on the grown women team. I completely understood why Draya was hating, I just couldn’t get why she didn’t just take her out. Killing a bitch was always the way to solve any problem.

  “Where is Tommy?” I asked.

  “Somewhere with KiKi,” Geek said, causing my insides to frown. I was really looking forward to some of his dope dick.

  “We can go on with this meeting without him,” Geek, went on to say.

  “Okay, well progress with Smoke is going well. Once I get confirmation that he believes that Journi’s ex is behind the hits, we can move in on more of his traps. I know by now he beefed up his security, but I have a way to get around it.” I smirked.

  “And how is that?” Geek asked
.

  “Touch your nose.”

  “Do ya thing then ma. When do you think you’ll handle Smoke for me? ” He said, sounding impatient.

  “I have to do everything on my own terms,” I snapped.

  In reality, I was waiting on those magical three words. The only way I would kill a man was after he told me ‘I love you’. It made me feel powerful having a dude profess his love to me, while sitting in a puddle of his own blood. My ideal kill would be riding Smoke’s anaconda until I came. He would then tell me he loved me before I sliced his neck open.

  “Okay killa, do you. I’m not trying to rush you, but I need things done ASAP,” he said, with a sense of urgency.

  “What’s the rush?” I asked.

  He didn’t respond, he just took a sip of his drink. His mouth didn’t tell me, but his eyes said it had something to do with Karrueche. Somehow he found out about them and he was even now more anxious for me to end Smoke’s life.

  Once Geek concluded out meeting, I headed home. It was odd that I didn’t receive a phone call from Smoke after powering my phone back on. He knew I would be back in town today, so I assumed he would be in my call log, ready to blow my back out. That alone told me he wasn’t where I wanted him yet.

  As I was pulling out of Geek’s driveway, I could have sworn I saw someone in a Honda Accord watching the house. Before I could get a good look at the person, the car sped off down the street. I wasn’t quick enough to catch the license plate number, which only infuriated me more. Now with someone watching the house, I had to be on my P’s and Q’s. I wasn’t sure who was watching Geek’s house or why, but I wasn’t going to get caught slipping.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Journi

  I have been in a shitty mood after learning Neeka and her brothers were the ones behind the hit. I didn’t have evidence to confirm the allegations, but her dipping out didn’t make things look good on her part. Plus, I got tips from a few guys saying they saw Neeka and her brothers hanging around the block a few days before our trap got hit.