Cuffed By A Kingpin 2

by Heiress

  “Way to fucking dick ride, Unc. I don’t give a shit what y’all gay ass niggas do. You can have it all. All I want is my girl, so enough of this small talk. Take this shit and give me, Cali.” The entire time I never took my eyes off Cali. “Lil’ Momma stay with me. We gone get out this shit,” I assured her but she stayed silent. She was mentally and physically drained. I just prayed she was gone be good.

  “See, this would have been an easy transaction, but since you took a love from me. A love got to be taken from you.”

  “Fuck you talking about Black?” I quizzed confused. Just then, all his men drew their guns on me.

  “Go head and grab the gun you got on you because I know you ain’t come to this shit empty handed. You ain’t that stupid,” Black said, tilting his head to my ankle.

  I slowly bent down to grab it, and held it tight in my hands. “Now what nigga?” I quizzed.

  “Choose,” he simple said.

  “Choose what?”

  “I’ll let you out of here alive, but you not leaving here with both of ‘em. One of ‘em got to go. So which one, playboy? You gone choose the one that was willing to ride with you for years, or the new bitch you so sprung over. One of ‘em not getting out of here alive.” The smile on Black’s face was straight out the devil’s selfie pics. This nigga really wanted me to kill the only two women I ever loved.

  “Black what the fuck you doing? This wasn’t part of the plan. Cali needs to stay alive and you know that,” Uncle Raz spat.

  “Nah, I’m gone do this my way. Fuck that bitch. I got the keys so she ain’t got no control over me. Black got all the control. Now choose nigga!” he barked.

  “Hell nah! I ain’t choosing shit!”

  “Fine. I’ll choose,” Black said, pointing the gun at Cali. That must have woken Cali up because she had finally lifted her head.

  “Compton?’ she whispered with tears crawling down her eyes

  “Noo! No, No, No! Don’t do this shit, Black. That’s the love of my life man. I need her. She’s the mother of my first born. You got what you wanted so just let her the fuck go! This shit is over some fucking land, Black! You doing the most right now!” My words didn’t seem to faze him because he just stared at me with no remorse or fear.

  “This ain’t just about land, C. It’s about power. Oh, and bitches. Definitely bitches.” He smiled.

  “Black, this shit ain’t how it supposed to go. We were just supposed to get, Cali and take her to-,”

  POW!

  Black shot my uncle’s head clean off his fucking shoulders. I wish I would have given a fuck but I didn’t. That nigga deserved that shit. “Now pick a bitch, so I can’t get the fuck out of here. NOW!” he barked orders.

  I stared intensely at both of the women in my life. Despite Monique’s flaws and lack of loyalty, I did still love her. Wasn’t no way I could kill her. Then I glanced at Cali. My entire world was in front of me. She gave me life and she was my life. I couldn’t dare pull the trigger on her. Shifting the gun from one to the other, their softs cries invaded my ears and my heart.

  There was no way I could choose between both loves but one of them had to go.

  POW!

  CHAPTER 20

  CALI: DECEITFUL EYES

  Visions of my lover with his gun in his hands flashed in my sleep like a nightmare. The sound of the gun going off was still ringing inside my head. Dried up tears stained my face. My heart repeatedly pounded in my chest as it broke into a million pieces from the pain.

  POW!

  The sound of the gunshot caused me to pop up from my sleep. As my vision tried to focus, I glanced around wondering where I was. This place was so unfamiliar. I was lying in a pink and gold king size bed that gave off a royal feel. I felt all over the bed for my baby, but she wasn’t next to me. I panicked.

  “Where’s my baby?” I asked myself as I pulled the covers off of me. I struggled to stand as my legs felt like spaghetti. As I looked around, I noticed the room I was in was built for a little girl. Everything was pink and there was toys and dolls all over. I lost my breath when I saw a picture of my father on the dresser.

  “Hello!” I yelled out but no one answered. “Can anyone hear me? I need to get home to my baby,” I cried, thinking about KiMona. I don’t know how long I had been here, but I needed to get back to my baby.

  “Maybe she’s here.” I thought to myself. Extending my hand to walk out the door, I followed the trail down the stairs. Pictures of a beautiful baby girl graced the walls of the castle like mansion I was in. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I followed the smell of something good. My tummy growled, telling me it was hungry.

  When I finally got to the kitchen, I saw a woman in the kitchen cooking. “I don’t know who you are but I need to get back home-,” I paused when she turned around. A huge lump formed in my throat making it hard for me to even breathe let alone talk. I couldn’t believe it. Could it be?

  “Momma?”

  To be continued…

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