Chapter 2
Sy'Ari A'zoria Blessings
Bronx, New York
He just looked at me. I wanted to know what he'd do to me. I continued to hold my aching face. He continued to puff on his cigar and stare. I got aggravated with him so I snapped on him.
"What are you staring at?! You fucking burn me and then you just stare at me after you forced me to tell you the fucking truth", I scream at him.
He only chuckled.
"I'm tryin' to figure if I wanna kill you or take you home with me and rearrange your fucking guts", he said finally.
I gasped. Nobody ever told me that shit before and quite frankly he scared me a little. But I didn't know to take that as a compliment or what. I'm not scaredlbecause I'm not a virgin, I lost my virginity in the 12th grade to a nigga I thought was the one but that's another story for another day. He was sexy no doubt but he burned my fucking face and he's a asshole.
"What?", I said. I didn't know what to say about that.
"Ha. Bambino, you're so cute when you're confused", his heavy accent sounded when he laughed at me.
I sunk down in the seat a bit, I was embarrassed. He make me feel small even though I am, literally.
"I can't let you go now, you know that. You saw me murder this man, I don't know what you'll do if I were to let you go", he said.
"But I'm not.", I said softly. "I-I wouldn't do that I promise", I finished.
"Ha, I can't take chances bambino. Besides if I take you, you will be put to good use", he said side eyeing me.
"Look I don't know what the fuck you think this is, but I'm not doing shit for you. Let me go", I said standing up.
I was upset and ready to go home. Even though I hated it there, I need to go home. I frowned and walked away from him. Before I could walk out a bullet flew pass my head. I ducked and looked at him like he was crazy.
"What the fuck?!", I yelled looking at him.
"Next time I won't miss, you either die or you take yo' ass to the car and wait for me. You run and I will shoot you and your whole family", he said still holding the gun towards me.
I nodded my head and walked out to the car with my head down. I saw a black Cadillac truck sitting outside. It's like it was waiting for me. As soon as I got in the truck, a driver was there and a man in the passenger seat. They both had on black suits. I looked across the street and the dope boys that were usually there looked scared, I looked at my apartment and noticed my mom was looking over. She saw me. I looked back at the men and then at the door handle. I put my hand on the handle contemplating rather to run or not, I couldn't hear anything, only my thoughts were loud as fuck in my head. As soon as I looked back again, a barrel of a gun was in my face. I jumped.
"W-wha-", I was hit in the face with a back hand.
I fell over as pain filled my face. He hit the burn mark and I was mad. I didn't care about him being a leader of a gang. I saw red, so I did the unthinkable. I started hitting him back, I somehow jumped on his lap and straddled him and I was slapping him. He pushed me off of him and his lip was bleeding.
"Lascia la partizione ADESSO", he spoke in Italian.
The men let the partition up and I was breathing heavy. He looked so mad. His face twitched. His suit was messed up right along with his hair.
"Hit me again and I will cut your fucking finger off and send it to your mother's doorstep. I know every fucking thing about you, I'm pretty sure Siana don't give a fuck about you.", he said harshly nodding his head at me.
