by Natavia
She switched inside with her dreads in a bun, a pair of black riding boots, black leggings and a jean shirt with a nice scarf around her neck. Her make-up was flawless. You would have never known she was a crackhead. Geraldine had a pretty face and her brown skin was radiant.
“What do you want, Geraldine?” I asked her.
“What the hell have you done to my Kenjay? That nigga looks bothered and this has your simple ass written all over it! You didn’t try to kill him again, did you?” she asked with her hands on her hips.
“No, I had an abortion appointment!” I told her. She all of a sudden tried charging into me, but Lo-Lo grabbed her slim figure with one hand while eating her greens with her other hand.
“Calm down!” she told Geraldine, pulling her down on the couch.
“Umph! I almost lost my religion to this crazy heifer!” Geraldine said.
“Look, you little bitch! You listen to me, and listen good! I was starting to like you, but now that’s questionable! You are going to go to Tammy’s house and get your man back! These little dusty bitches been sniffing around him and that Takera makes me sick! She has been hanging around the restaurant, getting on my nerves!” she said.
“Kenjay is staying at his mama’s house?” I asked.
“Yes, is that a problem? That’s his house now! What, are you too good to come to the hood?” she asked, fixing her shirt.
“Geraldine, I’m from the hood! Park Heights if you must know!” I snapped.
“You fooled me! But anyways, go and make my baby daddy smile! If you keep this up, I’m going to let him sample some of this cake! And, honey, once you go Geraldine, you know you been licked clean!” she said standing up then dropped down, popping her butt.
“Get it, mama! That’s right! Tell her ass you are about to take her man!” Lo-Lo cheered her on.
“I didn’t go through with that abortion, damn it! If Kenjay will answer the phone he would know that! I walked into the building and walked right back out! I was just scared that all of this drama would cause me to lose another baby! Kenjay has a street beef going on with his uncle!” I explained.
“Your simple ass shouldn’t have thought about that in the first place! You little heifer!” Geraldine fussed.
“Whatever! Now, what about that Takera bitch? He fucking her again?” I asked.
“Nope! When I asked him if he was, he told me, ‘Hell no’ and for me to mind my business or else he was going to fire me! I came right over here because that nigga pays me well! I cannot lose my job! So, I will let you handle that!” Geraldine said.
I put on my shoes then grabbed my keys and purse. “Where are you going?” Lo-Lo asked.
“To fix a bitch face, real quick!” I said, leaving out. They left out behind me.
Geraldine got into her car then Sameer pulled up.
“What the fuck is going on today?” I asked Lo-Lo.
“What the fuck are you following me for Sameer?” Lo-Lo asked him as he got out of his car.
“Shut the fuck up! Why aren’t you home? Didn’t I tell you to be there when I got there? Fuck is wrong with you, and lose that attitude!” he snapped at her.
“Sameer is growing some big balls, Lo-Lo!” I said laughing because Lo-Lo was always the one who put Sameer in check.
“Shut your freaky, crazy ass up! I should backhand you for fucking with my nigga head like that! I don’t even like you, shorty! Lo-Lo, why you keep hanging around this voodoo broad? She’s a bad influence with her crazy ass!” Sameer fussed pulling her into him. He kissed her neck then she blushed.
“EWWW!” I said.
“Well, I’m going to go! I will be back later to get my car!” Lo-Lo said following behind Sameer.
“Fuck you! You just claimed you wanted to fuck other niggas!” I said laughing.
“WHAT?” Sameer asked, looking pissed off. I gave them both the finger as I got into my car.
“I’m texting Kenjay to tell him you had a nigga over the crib!” she yelled as I pulled off.
Moments later, I pulled up in front of Tammy’s house. I hadn’t been there since I was shot and she was killed. I started getting nervous and shaky.
“You can do this! You can do this!” I said to myself as I took deep breaths. I walked past Kenjay’s Yukon then all of a sudden the alarm sounded off, causing me to jump. I slipped then fell in the wet grass. Kenjay came out of the house in a pair of baller shorts and a wife beater, eating a big ass bowl of cereal with a huge spoon. He was so darn ghetto at times.
“You good, shorty?” he asked laughing, sitting on the steps as I got up.
“You could’ve helped me up!” I said.
“Don’t you see I have a hand full?” he spat.
“Why would you make your alarm go off?” I asked him.
“You was looking all scared, so I decided to scare you some more! What the fuck do you want? I thought when you get abortions, you are supposed to be on bed rest!” he replied.
“I didn’t go through with it! But fuck all of that! Why the hell has Takera been hanging around?” I asked him.
“I don’t know! I didn’t ask her, but you can! You got her number, don’t you?” he said smartly.
“You damn right, I do! But I’m asking you since I’m fucking you and since you are my damn man!” I told him then he smirked.
“I’m your man, huh?” he asked.
“Yes, and I don’t care whether you like that shit or not! You are not leaving me, Kenjay! So, this shit is dead! You are bringing your ass home today! A week not being able to sleep is too much!” I admitted.
“You miss your nigga, huh, shorty?” he smiled, causing my heart to flutter.
“Don’t play with me!” I said giggling.
“Real nigga shit! I had to get away from you for a little bit! You say simple shit, and sometimes I wonder if you are a little slow! I mean, you really act like something is wrong with you! You don’t have down syndrome in your family, do you?” he seriously asked me.
“Seriously?” I questioned him.
“Seriously, I’m starting to think that’s why you drool a little bit when I’m not looking. Something is wrong with you!” he said.
“Shut the hell up, Kenjay, and show me some love!” I said.
“Don’t lie to me! Did you have a nigga over my crib?” he asked. I shook my head because I could not believe Lo-Lo really told him that.
A Corolla crept up and I froze. Kenjay pulled me down covering me as shots rang out. I covered my ears and just lay under him as he shielded my body. The car scurried away then cut around the corner.
Kenjay
I got up then stood Latavia up. I checked her body as she trembled.
“What the hell! Someone is trying to kill us!” she said.
“Naw, they are trying to kill me! You are fine without me!” I told her.
“What the fuck are you saying, Kenjay?” she asked me.
“I’m saying that I’m not coming back home! I cannot be with you while this shit is going on! You got to think about you and the baby on this one! I’m not any good to you right now!” I said, getting on the phone calling Jameer.
“Are you breaking up with me?” she asked.
“No! I just need you to live your life while I take care of this shit! Javier is gunning for me! You are a liability! You are always going to be my shorty, but us being together isn’t working right now. You got a good thing going on, and fucking with me will jeopardize that!” I told her.
Jameer pulled up then hopped out. “Y’all good?” he asked.
“Yeah, good thing you was already around the corner!” I told him.
“Yeah, I was! I was collecting that money for you!” he said. He was talking about me extorting Dizzy and his little hustlers.
“Take Latavia home for me!” I told him.
“No! I’m staying here!” she said.
“You are pregnant! Take your ass home!” I told her, pulling her towards the car. I had shit to do and standing here fussing with
her wasn’t going to cut it!
“Okay, fine!” she said snatching away from me.
“I will call you in a few!” I told her, walking into the house.
I put on my bulletproof vest with a black t-shirt over it and some black jeans. My black Yankee fitted cap was pulled low over my eyes. I grabbed my silencer then tucked my combat knife into my jeans. I left out of the backdoor of the house. I got inside of my Crown Vic. I was going to hell for what I was about to do, but you don’t fuck with a nigga’s family! I could’ve lost my shorty and my seed.
I pulled up to a secluded neighborhood. I got out then cut through a few houses until I got to the next block. I ended up in Javier’s mother’s backyard. My phone rang then I ignored it. I picked the sliding door lock then crept in. The TV was on and she was knitting. She saw me then jumped. “What’s the matter, Abuela?” I asked her smirking.
“Get out, Kenjay! You are not welcome here!” she said, her accent thick.
“Trust me, I don’t want to be here! Where is Javier?” I asked her.
“I don’t know! Maybe you killed him! Maybe your real father killed him! He came home from jail then two days later he disappeared!” she said crying.
“Abuela, if I killed him, would I be here? If I knew where he was at, would I be here? You know something and I want to know where the fuck he’s at!” I said pulling out my combat knife.
“When a man’s back is against the wall, he has no mercy for any life! Yours don’t mean shit to me at this point! The strongest survive and that’s what I’m doing! By any means, I will kill if I have to in order to survive and live amongst the weak! Now, where is Javier?” I asked again.
“I don’t know!” she said. I grabbed her hand then jabbed my knife into it. She screamed.
“Don’t fuck with me! Where is your bitch-ass son?” I asked. My phone vibrated but I ignored it.
“I don’t know, Kenjay! I don’t know!” she said. I pulled the knife out of her hand then she grabbed her hand with tears in her eyes.
“I don’t know what happened to him! That monster Leodonis probably killed him!” she cried.
My phone vibrated then I picked it up. “What the fuck do you want?” I asked the caller.
“Nigga, this is O’Shea! I need to tell you some shit!” he said calling me from a private number.
“Damn it, nigga! I’m in the middle of something!” I said putting the strand of hair that fell out of place back in place on Abuela’s head.
“This is urgent! Meet me at my house! NOW!” he said then I hung up.
I kissed Abuela’s cheek then she slapped my face.
“In this life, you know the rules! If I find out you are lying, it won’t be a look good for you! Take care of that hand!” I told her as she cursed me out in Spanish. I left out the door.
A few hours later, I pulled up to O’Shea’s house. He met me at the door. Britain was walking down the hall looking like she was about to explode. She had that bird on her shoulder.
“Bitch, nigga! Bitch, nigga!” Tookie said when she saw me.
I shook my head. “Cut it out, Tookie!” Britain told her. I gave Britain a hug then Tookie pecked my neck. I knocked her off of Britain’s shoulder. Britain slapped my arm. “What the hell is wrong with you?” she asked me.
“She needs some discipline!” I said to her. Tookie walked slowly across the floor toward me.
“What is she fixin’ to do?” I asked backing up. Tookie squawked then she started hopping towards me with her wings flapping like she was about to fly.
“Get that damn bird!” I said moving out of her way. Tookie was trying to tear my ankles up.
“SHIA! Come get this damn bird!” I shouted as Britain and O’Shea fell out laughing.
“Crazy nigga! Crazy nigga!” she squawked, trying to get to my ankles.
I pulled my knife out. “Oh, hell nawl!” Britain screamed.
“I will have Tookie on a stick with some vegetables! Tell her ass to get back! I don’t fuck with animals!” I told them.
“Mike Myers! Mike Myers!” Tookie said trying to get to me.
“Shia isn’t home! Geraldine just came and got her!” Britain said laughing.
O’Shea picked Tookie up then she pecked his hand. “OWWWW, SHIT!” he said then threw her to Britain.
“Don’t throw my baby like that! What the hell is wrong with you?” she asked him.
“Shorty, that bird has to go! She has to go or live outside in the yard! It’s a pool back there! She can post up on the diving board!” O’Shea said.
“Eat this fat pussy!” Tookie said to O’Shea.
“Why do y’all keep fucking around this bird?” I asked them.
“Britain be all loud when Shia isn’t home forgetting Tookie is in the house!” O’Shea said.
“Let me go into this family room to watch TV before I hurt y’alls feelings!” Britain said with Tookie on her shoulder. That was Tookie’s problem now, she watched too much TV.
O’Shea and I went downstairs. He locked the basement door behind us. I sat down on the sectional, he poured me a drink then handed it to me.
“Britain thinks I’m cheating on her because I don’t come straight home after my shows,” he said.
“Nigga, you called me over here to talk about your love life? It took me almost two hours to get here! Nigga, you live in Delaware! This shit isn’t around the corner!” I replied.
“Nigga, shut the hell up and listen to me! I been doing a lot of figuring shit out because this shit is crazy! I ran into Britain’s father in Atlanta while I was on tour! I saw him going into a store and I knew I wasn’t crazy, so I been watching Britain’s grandmother’s house since then,” he said, downing a shot.
“Britain’s retarded-ass daddy, nigga? What the fuck are you messing with retarded people for?” I asked him.
“Nigga, her father isn’t retarded! That nigga been faking it!” he said.
“WHAT?” I asked. He handed me a big yellow envelope with pictures in it. I went through the pictures and Britain’s father was talking to another nigga that looked like a bigger and younger version of him.
“Who is this fat nigga?” I asked.
“That nigga name is Fitzgerald aka Fitz! He was in South Carolina but a nigga he was working with named Jerrick was murdered, so he came back here. But he is banned from Maryland by the crime cartel, The Fam!” he said.
“What the fuck does this has to do with me?” I asked him. I was ready to fuck O’Shea up!
“Javier works for Britain’s father! So, that means Britain’s father is the one who is making all of these hits! He been pretending to be handicap but he is an undercover drug lord! Yo, this nigga wants to wipe y’all whole bloodline out! Nigga, your real father is a billionaire! Can you imagine how much money he would have if he takes Leodonis’s spot? He is using Javier as a puppet to do all of the dirty work! If Javier kills y’all off then he can link up with Britain’s father, taking everything over!” he explained.
“So, who is the nigga, Fitz?” I asked him.
“That is Britain’s half-brother! He was with The Fam but something tells me he was with The Fam to get the scope on how they operate!” O’Shea said.
“Nigga, I’m confused now!” I said to him.
“Britain’s father and Javier are working together to wipe out Leodonis’s bloodline, so Javier can take the throne! Basically, Javier and Lenny are going to be running shit as partners! Shaw just wanted to take you out from us robbing Yager’s bitch ass! Javier led him to you, so he could just kill you off. Everyone is gunning for you because of your bloodline,” he said.
“Damn, my head is spinning! Wait a minute, let me call Jameer because I don’t trust that nigga around my girl!” I said to O’Shea.
“Yoooo!” Jameer answered.
“Where you at? Where did you take Latavia?” I asked him.
“I took her home! Shine and Siah is watching the crib until you come back. You know you can’t stay away from her,” he said
laughing.
“You didn’t hit on my shorty, did you? That shit you did to Sameer was wrong as fuck! Your own brother? Nigga, that was foul!” I said.
“That was a mistake that I made when I was drunk! She thought I was him and she was coming on to me! I forgot all about that shit, man! I’m fucked up behind that!” Jameer said.
“Narshae knew you wasn’t Sameer! That hoe just wanted to piss Sameer off because he was fucking her and her sister!” I said.
“I holla at you later!” Jameer said, hanging up in my ear. Sameer didn’t want anything to do with Jameer. I know Jameer was in his feelings because he and his brother were very close.
