Thug Passion 2

by Mz. Lady P

  Chapter 20- Thug

  Thug Temptation

  I sat around with Malik, Sarge, Dro, and Khia going over the layout of Venom's house. I needed to get in there ASAP and get my baby. I was going crazy without her and it had only been like two days. Two days without her was like an eternity for me. I was relieved my mother's case was going to be investigated and if all went well she would get released soon. Our plan was to move in on Venom the following night.

  I was getting ready to head home when I heard the police scanner come on that I kept in my car. They were calling all cars to an address where a fugitive was residing. They called off the address and I knew it was Venom's because we had staked his crib out earlier in the day. I made a U-turn and headed back to the cabin and told everybody we were moving in tonight. I also made a call to one of my friends on the police force.

  This shit was about to turn out real nice. I prayed my wife was in there I wanted her to see my face when she was rescued. We arrived as the police were placing Venom's henchmen in the back of the squad cars. Venom was placed into an unmarked detective car. A smiled crept across my face as I watch the car pull away. Cassie or Tahari was nowhere in sight.

  My heart started beating rapidly because I started to think the worst. I was about to drive away, but I looked off in the distance and I saw two people walking from the side of the house. We bailed out of the van and pulled our masks down. We crept up on them and that's when I saw Cassie looking like she was holding Tahari up. I saw blood on her and I went crazy. I got up close and let my Desert Eagle do the talking on that bitch.

  "Noooooo!" Tahari screamed and took off running.

  "Baby it's me ya man." I had to go after her. I removed the ski mask from my face and she jumped in my arms and cried. "She was helping me escape, Thug, why did you shoot her?"

  "She wasn't helping you, Ma’. She was helping her motherfucking self!” I wanted to cry as I looked in her bruised and battered face. She had dried blood on her face and her eyes were swollen shut. “I need to get you home. I'll call the doctor to come and take a look at you. Now let's go before them people come back around." I picked Tahari up and carried her back to the van and she rested her head on my shoulder.

  Sarge, Dro, and Khia piled in the back of the van and we headed to the crib. Tahari was unaware that Khia was with us. I knew I had to tell her and prayed that she didn't wild out on her or me. I dropped Tahari off at the crib with Barbie and Ta'Jay. I hated to leave her alone so soon, but I had some business I had to tend to before going to the crib.

  Sarge, Dro, and Khia came with me. We were meeting up with Malik at the chop shop. On our way, we dropped Khia off at Dro's house. On our way back, we would pick her up and take her back to the crib. It was imperative her and Tahari talked face to face. My adrenaline was pumping and all I saw was red as I pulled into the parking lot of the chop shop.

  I pushed in the key code and the door opened. As soon as I entered the chop shop, I was pleased and delighted. Finally, I was face to face with my dear old Uncle Venom. Malik was standing in front of him dressed in a Chicago Police Officer's Uniform. He was beating him senseless with a baton.

  "Damn nigga, do you ever wait for me before you start torturing niggas?"

  "You hit like a bitch!" Venom laughed as Malik hit him the jaw.

  "I'm sorry Big Bro. He looks too much like his pedophile ass brother." Malik continued to beat Venom. I knew that all the anger from being molested was being channeled on the closest person to Snake. "Watch out Malik I want my face to be the last face he sees before I send him to meet his maker." Malik stepped to the side and I grabbed a machete.

  "What are you going do with that lil nigga?" Venom asked as he spit blood on my shoes.

  "Lil nigga? Motherfucker look around you, I’m the King of the Chi. In case you haven't noticed, my pull and my reach is real fucking long. I'm a boss at this shit. What nigga in the hood you know can make a phone call and get one of America's Most Wanted hand delivered to him? Me that's who motherfucker!" I took the machete and chopped his right hand off.

  "Aghhhhhh!" he screamed out in pain as blood squirted everywhere.

  "Shut the fuck up! It’s one thing for you to try to get at me, but it's another when you violate my wife. It's because of you my seed is dead! This is a lesson to never fuck with something that doesn't belong to you!" I took the machete and chopped off his left hand.

  "Aghhh!" This time around his scream wasn't as loud as the first. All of the blood he was losing was causing him to pass out.

  "Wake your bitch ass up!" Malik said as he tasered him. It caused his body to jerk around and he lost all of his body functions.

  "Ole big bad Venom sitting here pissing and shitting on himself!" I grabbed the gasoline and doused his whole body with it. Sarge handed Malik the blowtorch and he set his ass on fire.

  "See you in hell motherfucker. Tell that bitch ass nigga Snake I said what's up." Malik walked out of the warehouse. This shit was personal for Malik and me; we finally got rid of two demons that held a dark cloud over our lives. We called the cleanup crew and headed back to the crib. I needed to make sure my baby was cool. I was happy that now she could move on with her life. Venom and Cassie were now just a distant memory.

  Later that night

  I lay in bed with Tahari and held her tight. I was glad she had drifted off to sleep. She cried the entire time as I bathed her. The doctor gave Tahari a clean bill of health and gave her pain meds. I was happy when he told me she was pregnant. I found myself rubbing her stomach as I thought about her carrying my seed again. Since we made it to the crib, I had not left her side. I was glad that the kids were gone. I didn't want them seeing their mother like that. The whole house was full with our family. I even let Dro and Khia stay mainly because they had really been a big help to me these last couple of days.

  "Do you think this baby will survive?" Tahari asked as she placed her hand over mine that was still rubbing her stomach.

  "Of course it will. Try not worry yourself. It's important that you remain stress free during this pregnancy. I promise you everything will be okay."

  The next morning, I woke up in bed alone. I heard the water running in the bathroom and I knew Tahari was in their throwing up. I felt so bad for her. I knew she was about to have a rough time with this pregnancy. That morning sickness wasn't no punk. Tahari came out of the bathroom and got back in bed.

  "I love you so much, Thug, but I'm not keeping this baby. I hope you can understand and respect my choice." The shock of what Tahari said had to sink in before I responded.

  "No, I don't understand. Are you serious right now?"

  "Thug, I am not in a position to bring a child into this fucked up life of mine. I have already made my decision I'm getting an abortion and that's that."

  "If you get an abortion, I'm getting a divorce." I got out of bed with her and handled my personal hygiene and left without a fucking word. I didn't give a fuck that she was crying the entire time I was getting dressed. I knew that she had been through a lot cause I had been through it right with her. So fuck the fact that I was the father and I wanted my wife to bear my child. I knew that I was wrong for asking her to get an abortion with our first baby, but I was fucked up then.

  Things change when you become husband and wife. She was basically saying fuck me and my seed. I swear I loved Tahari with all my heart. I knew it sounded fucked up on my part, but I would leave her ass if she got an abortion. She was my wife not my girlfriend. Her decision was unacceptable in my eyes and fuck whoever thought I was wrong.

  I cruised the city that I worked so hard to take control of and I thought about our future. I felt like every time we were happy something knocked us back down. Both of our lives had changed for the good and the bad since meeting one another. I had never had any issues in the streets that had me off of my square or put my family in danger. Since we'd been together I felt like I had slacked on the hustling side due to pussy and that was something I vowed to never do. I loved
Tahari, however; I wasn’t sure if we were going to live happily ever after like we wanted to.

  Chapter 21- Tahari

  Love Makes Things Happen

  I laid in bed the rest of the day after Thug left. I had cried so much that my pillow was soaking wet. My eyes were already black and swollen. All the crying I had done made my shit hurt even more. I wanted to jump out the bed and wrap my arms around Thug to keep him from leaving. I just couldn't because my feelings were hurt. I couldn't believe Thug actually said that he would divorce me if I got an abortion.

  I was mad at myself for even saying anything to him about the way I was feeling. I should have asked him how he felt about it before making that decision. I just felt like with everything that had been going on, the baby wouldn't make it anyway. I wanted to get it over with before I fell in love with it. It would be better for me. I really hurt him by saying I wanted an abortion, but it was safe to say that wasn’t happening. I didn't want to lose my husband over this.

  As I lay in bed, I heard a knock at the door. Thinking it was Ta'Jay or Barbie, I said come in without a second thought. I was pissed when this bitch Khia walked in my room. I thought this bitch had escaped and was here to finish me off. I grabbed my gun from under the mattress quick as hell.

  "Bitch try me and I will blow your motherfucking brains out!" I had my shit cocked and aimed at her ass.

  "Calm down, Tahari. It's not what you think. Thug paid my bond, so that I could help him find you. I was with him last night when he found you." She held her hands up in front of her as she spoke.

  "I don't give a fuck what you helped Thug do. As a matter of fact, stay your ass away from him. I beat your ass about Nico, but I will blow your brains out behind fucking with him. I still hate you bitch. You need to get the fuck out of my house before I shoot your ass in the stomach and have you wearing a shit bag for the rest of your life." Khia had tears in her eyes and I didn't care.

  "Again. I'm sorry for everything. I pray one day you will find it in your heart to forgive me." Khia walked out of the room and left. I put the safety on the gun and placed it back under the mattress. I couldn't believe Khia was just standing in the room. I peeked out of the window and I noticed everyone was leaving. I felt like shit seeing Barbie, Ta'Jay, Malik and Sarge leaving. I had no idea they were even in the house. I observed Khia getting in the car with Dro. I didn't even know that Thug knew Dro. Khia and I go way back with him. It made me smile a little because she was always so in love with him. Despite hating her ass, I hoped she finally got Dro to like her ass. Her jaws should be permanently sunk in as much as she used to suck that nigga dick back in the day.

  ***

  Thug didn't come home for two days. I called his phone repeatedly with no answer. It was going straight to voicemail. I tried not to worry, but I couldn't help it. I managed to get the strength to get out of bed. I showered and got dressed. My body was still sore so I put on a Nike jogging suit with matching Air Max. I pulled my hair into a ponytail. My eyes were all fucked up so, I made sure to put on a pair of shades.

  I prayed Thug wouldn't be mad at me about being out looking for him in the streets. He left me no choice and I needed him to come home and be with me. I was going crazy in that big ass house by myself. I cruised the streets looking for him, but I had no such look. My last resort was the storefront. I parked my car and went inside with my key. I was surprised it was closed because Thug never closes down shop.

  I walked into the back where they cook the dope and I saw a few familiar faces. I made my way to Thug's office and I opened the door without knocking. I was pissed off at the scene before me. The same bitch that was talking all that shit about wanting to suck his dick was sitting on his desk directly in front of him. He was like a deer in headlights when he saw me standing in the doorway. The whole scene looked real damn suspect to me. If I hadn't showed up when I did, there was no telling what would have transpired.

  She turned around and she had a smirk on her face as she tried to make her exit. I blocked her ass in and stared her ass down. The only thing that kept me from dragging the bitch was the fact that I was in pain from getting my ass whooped. The bitch got a pass strictly off me not being one hundred percent.

  "Excuse me," she said trying to size me up. Thug jumped up from his chair and moved me. "Sabrina, make sure the count is right for today. Malik and Sarge are going to make sure all the traps are fully stocked. Tomorrow is the first of the month and I don't want to get a call saying that somebody ran out. That shit is unacceptable."

  "I got you boss man." She walked past me and slightly bumped me. She did it real discreetly where Thug wouldn't peep what she had did. I couldn't wait to beat this bitch ass. She cruising for a bruising and I was going to give that bitch exactly what she was looking for. As soon as the bitch was out the door, I slammed it and turned around and smacked the shit out of Thug.

  "Are you fucking that bitch?" He grabbed my wrists and damn near broke my shit he was holding them so tight.

  "Do I hit you, Tahari?" I shook my head no trying to wiggle my arms out of his hands.

  "Don't ever put your hands on me because I would never put my hands on you! What the fuck you doing here anyway? You shouldn't be here. If memory serves me right we had this discussion about you being here." He roughly let my hands go causing me to stumble and lose my balance. I fell on my ass and that shit hurt. What hurts the most was the fact that he didn't even try to help me up. He went and sat back down in his seat.

  I lifted myself off of the floor and I walked out of his office. I had so many things I wanted to say to him, but not enough courage to speak. As I closed the door, I heard him breaking shit. He always did that he when he got mad. As I walked past the workers who were bagging up dope, I observed that bitch with a smirk on her face. I had every intention of walking out of there quietly, but this hoe left me no choice. I made a detour over to where she was sitting at and knocked slob from her mouth. I made that bitch fall out the chair. Blood was coming from her mouth and nose.

  "Bitch, that was a warning. Stop playing games with me. Next time it's gone be bullets."

  ***

  So I'm just speeding down the road

  And I'm head out of control

  Thinking about you all the way home

  Got no way to lie

  And I can't even deny

  I've been thinking about you all the way home.

  I sang my heart out to Tamar Braxton's All the way home. My mind and my heart were all over the place. I kept the song on repeat until I made it home. The lyrics had me all in my feelings because it went along with my current situation. I walked into the house and got in my bed with my clothes and shoes on. I knew I was mad because I never do nasty shit like that. The house was pitch black and it matched my mood. I sat and thought about everything and everyone. “Why is my life so fucked up?” I asked out loud.

  Nico's face popped into my head and I wondered if he never beat me would things be different? Would Khia and I still be best friends had she not fucked Nico? What would my life be like if I would never would have met Thug? So, many questions were invading my mind. I thought of Cassie and prayed that God let her into the pearly gates. Despite what she did to me, I loved her. I think I love her because I yearned to have her in my life.

  No matter what Thug said I knew that she was helping me. If she was only helping herself she would have walked out that door and left me with the Devil. I hoped Venom got fucked in every hole while he was in prison. He deserved to rot in jail and suffer everyday of his life.

  I was so mad at myself for hitting Thug. That was so disrespectful of me because I knew that he would never raise his hands to strike me. I was wrong for that. I was just so upset at what I walked in on. I just wanted to tell him I was keeping the baby and I wanted him to come home. I couldn't even talk once I fell on the floor. I knew he didn't do it in purpose, but it just hurt that he didn't help me up. I knew that Thug loved me; he had shown me that from the beginning.

 
; When he pulled that ski mask off I was happy as hell. I knew he was coming for me. That was why I loved him so much. He was a cut above the rest, however; something happened between us in a matter of forty-eight hours. When I was in his office, his eyes were different. His eyes always sparkled when I entered the room or when we are looking into each other's eyes.

  I don't care if we're on the run. Baby, as long as I'm next you. My phone was ringing and I knew it was Thug. I answered and I kept saying hello, but he wasn't answering. I could hear him talking to someone in the background. Once I caught on to the voice I knew it was Malik.

  "So, what's good with you and Ta."

  "I don't even know man. I found out she pregnant and she wants to get an abortion. That shit fucked me up in the head, so I told her if she gets an abortion I'm getting a divorce. I meant that shit, Bro. I have been through too much since I met her ass. The shit is becoming a headache. I love my wife, but I'm sick of all that drama that comes along with being with her. I just want a normal marriage without having to worry about her getting killed. You know what I mean?”

  "I feel you. Ta needs you, though. You're all she has right now. Go home and talk to her. Plus, if I were you, I wouldn't want to get on her bad side. She broke Sabrina nose. Her shit was crooked as hell. Ta-Baby got a mean ass right hook." They laughed and I did, too. I was glad I broke her shit. I hung up and reality had sat in. That was what was wrong with Thug. I had become a burden to him.

  I sat up in bed and looked around at the possessions that were around me. I had nothing when I met him. He made it his business to take care of me and shield me from the evils of my life. Thug was right; his life has been a burden since he met me. I couldn't continue bringing him down and messing up his businesses. I needed to get out of his life before I caused him anymore pain or hurt. I got up and started packing clothes. I had to leave before he made it home.