Son of a Crime God, Daughter of a Hoover

by Latoya Nicole

  SON OF A CRIME GOD, DAUGHTER OF A HOOVER

  LATOYA NICOLE

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Unauthorized reproduction, in any manner, is prohibited.

  DEDICATION

  I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD HAVE TO SEE WHAT LIFE WOULD BE LIKE WITHOUT YOU. THIRTY YEARS NOWHERE SEEMS LIKE ENOUGH TIME. YOU SAVED MY LIFE AND TOOK ME IN, WHEN THE WORLD HAD BECOME DARK AND COLD. MY HEART HURTS AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO TO EASE THE PAIN. YOU WERE THE FIRST PERSON TO SHOW ME WHAT IT REALLY MEANS TO LOVE. WHO IS GOING TO GIVE ME ADVICE AND PRAY FOR ME? WHO IS GOING TO CURSE ME OUT AND TELL ME THEY LOVE ME ALL IN THE SAME BREATH? I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH YOU GONE, BUT I WILL CONTINUE TO LOVE YOU. I MISS YOU SO MUCH AND YOU HAVEN’T BEEN GONE LONG. I LOVE YOU GRANNY PANNY DON’T YOU EVER FORGET IT. RIP BESSIE JOAN YATES.

  My daughter has been my saving grace without even know it. She has brought me so much joy, and all that matters in this world is her. No one could ever fathom how I feel about her, but I try to explain it every book. So many people have turned their back on her. Treat her like she has the plague, but her uniqueness is what makes her beautiful. You don’t have to understand her, just sit back and let her fill your heart with love. My Miracle Monet Riley. An angel walking the earth. My everything. I will forever be grateful, and as long as I have breath in my body, I will give you the world. I love you babes. Mommy loves you.

  Joyce Riley, I just want you to know that I miss you girl. You know we have been through some of everything together. I still can’t believe you left me, but I will always hold you in my heart. We were two peas in a pod and had each other back no matter what. I will forever be your daughter, I will forever love you, and I will forever sing your song.

  “I’m on that good kush and alcohol. I got some down bitches I can call. I don’t know what I will do without yall. Imma ball to the day I fall. Long as my bitches love me.”

  ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

  Every book I try to acknowledge everyone that has been so much to me. Just know as a whole, I am forever grateful to all of you. If I forget to acknowledge your name, know it’s not intentional, and there is always next book. Lol I love my support team so much, just know you are the reason that I am me.

  To my bookie boos, it’s so much said about this group, but you have given so many people so much help and support, I appreciate the hell out of you. The challenges, spotlights, take overs, promo days all of that helps and just know Latoya Nicole appreciate yall.

  Law aka Bestie I just want you to know that I’m proud of you and how you are dedicating yourself to school. That’s rare now days and I love it. Working and school, both full time is amazing. Keep pushing and you will reach your goal sooner than you think. I’m here for you whenever you need me.

  Zee Bae, I don’t know another way I can tell you thank you, but I will try. You never tell me no and I will forever be grateful for that. I am probably the hardest person to test read for, but you do it with a smile never getting mad no matter what madness I take you through. I love you and I appreciate you bae. Don’t ever forget that. You’re an amazing sweet person and I love you for real.

  Krissy you just took a spot in my life. Thank you for being there for me no matter what time it is. I love you and thank you for helping me make sure my book is great.

  Laci, thank you boo for just always being there. I love you and I just want you to know that I appreciate you. You’re always there and I love that. You had my back so much with this book, you have no idea how much I appreciate you. Love you boo.

  Kb Cole your ass been missing in action, but I know what it is. I love you and my niece, and I appreciate you being my friend. You are amazing, and I love you. Yall check out her catalog.

  A.J Davidson your ass helped me so much, I thank you for being there. I don’t know where I would have been without you. I appreciate you cousin for having my back. You’re a great person and an amazing author. Yall check out her catalog. Welcome baby Andrew aka baby apple I can’t wait to meet you.

  Annitia chile you are just awesome. I love ya girl and keep pushing. I’m glad you chose me to be your AG.

  Anthony M. You know you are my rock. You push and motivate me even when I don’t want you too. Thank you for everything that you have been to me all these years. Hopefully Fat Fat made you proud. I’ll continue to push myself to be the person you want me to be.

  To my family Steph, Malik, Johnnae, Shunta, Shenitha, Sheketta, Sheena, Antronna, Jennifer, Ebony Bae… thank yall for supporting me no matter what. I love yall.

  Dawn (Courtney) I love you boo, and I thank you for always supporting me. I appreciate you always.

  Victoria, I appreciate everything you do for me and I just want you to know that I notice it. I love you boo.

  TO MY HG4L CHAT I TRULY APPRECIATE AND LOVE ALL OF U. WE HAVE BONDED LIKE CRAZY AND YOU’RE STUCK WITH ME FOREVER. SANDRA, SHONTEA, ERICA, MARLA, LIZA, BRIA, KIRSTEN, ATIBA, JARIELLE, ANDRE LASHIA, KAA, MISHA, SOMMER, AND RHIAN

  PROLOGUE…

  BLAZE…

  Looking in the mirror as I got dressed, I couldn’t believe my ass was attending Spark’s high school graduation. She was all grown up on a nigga now and I wasn’t ready for it. Shit made me feel old and I was starting to feel irrelevant. Age will do that to you and a nigga could only act like he didn’t notice the gray hairs and shit for so long. As soon as the kids get up there in age, that shit hit you out of nowhere. I was starting to regret this retired shit and a nigga was ready to go steal out of Target just to get some action. Seeing I was looking like the man, even though I didn’t feel like it, I headed downstairs to see if Drea was ready.

  “Your lil bald headed ass dressed?”

  “Almost damn. You just got done and you trying to rush me. I have to be perfect, this is my baby’s day.”

  “Girl, hurry the fuck up. You not gone get no cuter. Plus, I need you to fix my hair. You got five minutes or imma put some fire to your ass.” She mumbled some shit under her breath and started moving fast as hell. A nigga might not be in the streets no more, but I still held on to that Bic like it was my dick. The last time Drea talked out the side of her neck to me, I damn near took her lip off. I didn’t play with fire as much as I used to, but I always kept that fire on me. You just never know.

  “Sit down so I can fix your hair.” Laughing at how she was all out of breath, I sat down. My ass wasn’t ready to get old, so I had Drea spray my shit with that black dye. If my brothers found out, they would clown the shit out of me, so I always let her do it. She made that shit look like my natural hair color. It took a lil longer for her to do it this time, so I guess she was trying to make sure it was perfect for the graduation. Ten minutes later, we were out the door and climbing into the Phantom.

  My family was already at the UIC Pavillion and they had saved me a seat. We were in all white and looking fine as fuck as a unit I might add. Except Debra. I had no idea what kind of wig she had on, but that shit was horrible. It looked like it was supposed to be curls, but the shit was a fro. I couldn’t stop staring at it and Face tried to slap me on the low telling me to pay attention. He drew my attention away for a few minutes, but I was right back staring at the shit. I cou
ldn’t figure out what the fuck it was supposed to be.

  “Mind your business bitch. The heat shrunk my shit up like sun dried pussy. Your daughter on the way in. You’re worried about me, but your ass in here looking like a ball point pen. Dumb ass.” I couldn’t touch my hair with everyone looking, but I was trying to figure out how the hell she knew. I gave off a nervous laugh and turned to watch my daughter march in.

  The ceremony was long as shit and I was glad that shit was over. Of course, Spark wanted to take pics with all her friends and I was tired of being in that crowded ass hall. Nodding towards my brothers, we all headed outside. After all the shit we’ve done over the years, I don’t like being out in the open like that without my gun. All I had was my lighter, so a nigga needed to see what was going on.

  “Nigga it’s hot as hell out here and you got us out here looking like we about to sing a solo in the choir.” Face was sweating and that’s because his ass had finally picked up some weight.

  “Bitch please. You the singing ass nigga. I believe I can fly ass bitch.” When Quick raised his arms and started swaying as if he was singing, we all fell out laughing.

  “This heat don’t make no damn sense. This was my good wig and now look at this shit. I paid three hundred dollars and told they ass I wanted to look like Mary J. Blige. These bitches got me out here looking like oh Mary don’t you weep.”

  “Tell Martha not to moan.” Face song the next part and that shit pissed Debra clean off.

  “I swear y’all too old to be out here playing like this. I hate you bitches. Come on Devon.” Her ass grabbed him and started to limp off. “Leaky, you worried about my wig when your pen busted.” She stormed off and my brothers looked at me like I was crazy. Shadow reached for my face, but I flicked my Bic too fast. Letting him know I had my shit on me, he dropped his hands. I was so focused on Shadow, that I didn’t see Face reaching for me until he was swiping my face.

  “Nigga, why the fuck you got dye running down your face? You really a dark skinned nigga?” Looking over at Drea, I knew that mufucka did it on purpose. That’s why it took her longer this time. I got something for her ass though.

  “The barber must have did that shit. Fuck y’all, give me some tissue.” They ass was crying tears and Quick handed me a towel he had that said Spark’s name on it. When I wiped my face, all kind of black shit came off. I kept rubbing until there was nothing else there, mean mugging Drea the entire time.

  “Daddy, come take a pic with me and mommy.” Giving a fake smile, I walked over to take the pic. Knowing I was on good bullshit, I passed Face my phone. Drea was about to feel the fire. Spark stood between us smiling hard as hell.

  “Y’all say Southern Illinois.” We screamed out where Spark would be attending college, and everyone snapped their pictures. Flicking my Bic as we took the last one, I lifted my hand without moving my face, so no one would know what I was doing. I could smell Drea’s hair burning and it took everything in me not to fall out laughing.

  “Oh my God, Spark, your hair is on fire. What the fuck.” Looking behind me, Spark and her big ass hair blocked me from getting Drea, I had fucked up the wrong person. Everyone looked at me after Drea was done beating the shit out of Spark’s head.

  “Really daddy. You do the most. I’m supposed to go out tonight.” Seeing half of her hair gone, I knew she would be home with me, because baby girl was looking like side show Bob.

  “What? It wasn’t even me.” Everyone shook their heads and walked off. They knew how I was, fuck them.

  PHANTOM…

  Sitting outside Freedom’s house, we waited on him and Laci to come outside. I had no idea, why he couldn’t drive his own car, but we all were heading to Lil Darryl’s graduation. That nigga barely made it and it took everything in us, to convince him to take his lil ass to college. His ass kept saying why did he have to go to school, and he was rich? My lil nigga was lazy as fuck, but it was time for him to get out on his own and experience some shit. All he knew was Chicago and I didn’t want that for him. Of course, we took him on trips and shit, but it’s not the same. He needed to be out there on his own.

  Yeah, Lil Darryl didn’t have to work a day in his life, but I wanted him to take a different path. He had money, but I wanted him to turn the shit legit. His ass was heading to Southern Illinois, to major in business. I kept trying to tell his ass, but he wasn’t trying to hear it. After a couple of prayers and a few knots on his head from his mama, the nigga was on his way.

  Zee Bae have gotten meaner the older she got. Shorty had me scared to blink at her wrong. One night, I came in late from drinking with Freedom and didn’t answer my phone, shorty knocked my ass out with a frying pan. Lil Darryl woke me up the next day asking if I fell trying to cook him some bacon. I wanted to beat his lil ass, but I was too damn dizzy. Anything pissed her off, so we were around this bitch walking on egg shells. I’ve been sneaking Holy oil in her lotions and shit, but none of that shit was working. Freedom thought the shit was funny, but I was two seconds from raising my arms on her ass. Zee Bae reached over and blew the horn like she was pissed. Freedom and Laci finally came out and got in the car.

  “Damn Zee, we early and shit.” She turned around and shot him a look that scared me. My ass pulled off and looked out the window like I had no idea what was going on.

  “Nigga, I don’t give a fuck how early we are. That don’t mean I want to wait in the car for thirty minutes while you in there spraying curl juice in your hair. You old as fuck, cut that shit off. Mufucka gone talk shit like he in this bitch baking. See how he feel when that damn grease starts burning.” Zee was mumbling, and it took everything in me not to laugh. It was cold as hell in this car, because she had the air blasting. Freedom gave me a knowing look and fell out laughing.

  “You scared my nigga? Guess you saying knot now Free, I don’t want to miss the graduation. Scary ass fake ass prophet.” Me and him laughed, but Zee ain’t find that shit funny. When we pulled up to the high school, I grabbed my oil as Zee jumped out the car. I sprinkled some on her back without her knowing. They ass laughed, but I was trying to get them demons out her ass.

  “Hey, I’ll catch up with y’all later. I have a surprise for you niggas.” Free looked at me like I was crazy and walked off. Heading to the back, I met up with the principal. After giving him his money, I stood there and waited for my cue. Walking out on stage, I laughed at their faces when they realized I was the MC.

  “I want to start this program off with a prayer and scripture. Everyone bow their heads.” After everyone did what I asked, I stretched my arms and began. “Yea thou I walk through the valley and the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for thou art with me.” All I heard was chairs scraping. When I looked up, Zee, Freedom, and Lil Darryl took off running. How this nigga was gone run up out of his own graduation. These niggas were scary as shit. I had no reason to shoot up a school. Now if my son wasn’t getting his diploma, that would have been a different story. My ass hadn’t killed nobody in so long, I look for any excuse to stretch my hands and say my calling card. When they realized I wasn’t about to kill nobody, the eased back in the ceremony.

  When it was over, I stood on stage with the principal as he passed out diplomas. After each one shook his hand, they had to pass me. I threw some oil at they ass and told them Bless ya. Free was laughing like a mufucka, but hey. I had to get my kicks off one way or another. Lil Darryl was about to leave and looking at Zee Bae, I almost changed my mind. I was about to go crazy in the house with this loony mufucka.

  CHAPTER ONE SPARK

  Grabbing my towel, I got in the shower. It was a party on campus tonight and I couldn’t wait. I loved being here at Carbondale, but I haven’t met anyone worth dating yet. Everyone here knew who I was because of my last name and they wasn’t going. These niggas were scared of Blaze like he wasn’t old and retired. He was crazy, but I always had him wrapped around my finger. Hell, my ass was better at the fire shit than him. His petty was just on a different level.


  Running some shampoo through my hair, I knew exactly how petty his ass was. Good thing I was pretty as hell, because that nigga burnt off most of my hair and I had to cut it all off. Rinsing off, I got out and dried off. My roommate had the music blasting and had already began the turn up. I was happy as hell I got roomed with her, because everything about us just clicked. Her chocolate skin and outgoing ways, kept her with a nigga. It was weird being a Hoover but riding someone else’s coat tail to get in all the parties. Nobody wanted to piss off my father and the shit was starting to become annoying. Needing this turn up, I threw on my Fendi hoodie and leggings. Topping it off with my Fendi sock shoes, I threw on some lip gloss and I was done. Lena had on a mini dress and heels and she was looking at me like I was crazy.

  “See, this is why your ass can’t get in nowhere. They think you big headed and too good to be around them. Everybody knows you got money, you don’t have to flaunt it every chance you get. Tone the shit down sometimes. Blend the fuck in girl damn.” As much fun as I had here, this was the part that made me just want to go the fuck home. Why did I have to be somebody else, because they ass was broke?

  “You tried it. It’s not my fault y’all ass broke. I could buy my diploma, but I’m here learning every day with the rest of you mufuckas. That’s blending in enough for me.” Grabbing my lighter, I threw it in my fanny pack and turned to see if she was ready to go.

  “Fine, stay looking like new money. All I’m saying is, don’t be complaining to me, when mufuckas don’t wanna fuck with your ass. Let’s go.” Shaking my head, we walked out and headed downstairs. Hitting the alarm on my Camaro, I found it funny she ain’t have a problem riding around in a fancy car.

  “You sure you don’t want to get on the bus, so it don’t look like we got too much money.”