SWEET CAPTIVITY

CHAPTER 17

This movie was not interesting considering I was only here to make sure Gabe's guards were

down before he went into the bathroom. I didn't need anything to go wrong tonight and Pat said he promised to get the shit done for me. I watched as Yak sat down next to Gabe but never did I actually turn my head in their direction. I'd been in prison to long to be obvious and today I did a damn good job by being under the radar. Several times though I could feel Gabe's eyes piercing dead into the side of my head but not one time did I blow my cover. Previews rolled across the screen and before it could get good Gabe got up and darted towards the bathroom. My heart was beating the fastest it had in a while as I thought of the altercation him and Pat must have been having at the moment. I knew Gabe's old ass strength wouldn't be a match for Pat's punk power. I began to sweat as I pictured myself in the middle of the brawl, Pat swinging his shank and connecting to Gabe's torso every time he sliced it through the air. My breathing sped up....... then it slowed down as I now for the first time turned in the direction of Gabe. He was back whispering something into Yak's ear and I was annoyed, confused and pissed the fuck off. What the hell had gone wrong? Had he got the best of Pat and killed him? Fuck, I was so mad with myself if only I would have handled shit on my own it would have been handled with no problems. Now seeing him back in the courtyard still alive I would risk the extra time just to wipe that bitch ass smirk off of his face. Yak had a look of shock and worry on his face and as him, Z and Gabe hustled off towards C dorms bathroom I followed. They were moving pretty fast because by the time I reached the buildings entrance and opened the door they were out of sight but I could hear a loud muffled conversation. I neared C dorm showers stepping on a loose part of flooring that moaned loudly undr my weight which made the conversation stop. "Go see who the fuck that was!?" I positioned my feet slightly apart from each other to give my self good grip cause as soon as Z stuck his head out the door I was going to bust him in his shit. But it was not Z's head that peeped through the doorway it was Pat's. "Z baby it's K.B." I guess he was calling Z in fear that I was going to run but the confusion had a hold on my body. Pat had a smug sly look on his face as Gabe came out into the hallway followed by Z who drug me back into the shower area. What I saw next though was so damaging to my heart that I knew I should have went with my first mind. I knew when I got Yak involved I should have just left him out of it and handled shit alone. There standing in the middle of the floor was Yak, not bruised not battered but smiling with a shank held tightly in his hand. "Well well well K.B. did you think I was going to believe anything you said about getting out and making sure my sentence got reduced? I got life on top of 45 bitch. Also, Let me tell you why that could never happen it could never happen because I was guilty of killing Queso. You running around this bitch thinking you doing enough research about people but wasn't paying attention to no one but the one person you wanted dead and he wasn't even a threat to you. When I saw Queso leaving Gabe cell I knew he was on some messed up shit and that made my blood boil. Nigga do you honestly believe Gabe didn't know I was his son? Do you think that Queso died just because he ain't talk to me? Hahaha, man say you let your guard down a long time ago, you let your guard down when you believed me when I said Gabe killed Queso. Did you not remember pops was still in the chow hall when the alarm was sounded for y'all to sit down because of the unit emergency that was taking place? Think about it, everytime some shit happened who Gabe come to, me motha fucka. This is our empire and I vowed to my pops a long time ago that it was going to be a father and son thing. Until you came along and he wanted it to be father and sons but I wasn't going to let you interfere with me building a relationship with my pops again. You not only wanted to kill Gabe you wanted to take on his spot as the top nigga on this unit. Hmph too bad that's me but you wouldn't know that because you don't pay attention to detail. Pops kept me off yo' ass cause he was hoping you would come around, he tried to keep me from killing you more times than you know. All those nights you slept peacefully not knowing I wanted to turn your dreams into nightmares. Never have I held out on killing someone or handling my business but I respect my pops and followed his wishes concerning yo' bitch ass. You started getting soft reminiscing on ya' moms death and ya' childhood so I played into that. I used it as leverage to break you down until I was ready to get rid of you and pops saw yo' true colors and gave me his blessing on killing you, but that day never came. One thing I was not going to let happen was you to try to go through with killing my pops, and I wanted him to see for himself that you were never going to come around. Pat came to me before he came to you and that's when my plan started to create itself. You fell for everything because your weak and when I let pops know he didnt' believe me at first not until tonight when Pat confronted him and told him what you had planned for him to do. I told my pops if you tried to allow Pat to fall through with the plan tonight you were weak, and here you are now beneath me. This man has truly been let down by your anemosity for him but it has done nothing but motivate me just that much more to kill yo' pussass. Not one time did you think to ask Pat if he hated dick in his ass so much why hadn't he killed Z in his sleep? You do remember he said Z was a heavy sleeper right? Naw you don't cause like I said you were to focused on Gabe. HInts were thrown all the time but you never paid attention to the bait you were like a blind fish smelling a meal but not knowing which direction it came from. Now with that being said I'ma be real with you when I was younger pops rarely came around but when he did I had the best times with him. NEVER did he molest me I told you that to keep your connection with me at bay and make you that much more vunerable so you could feel we both hated him equally. I never hated my mom for sending me off nor did I hate Gabe for not coming around much, I hated you. When I found out about you I wanted to take your place I wanted to be around pops as much as you were. Even though you were "held captive" you still had the best of him. The long talks I would hear him have with my mom telling her he couldn't leave you or your mom behind made me furious. I wanted to be good enough for him to stay but it seemed like you were better than me because he would always leave, that fucked me up the most. When my mom sent me to stay with my grandparents and the case made the news all my grandmother kept saying was 'Oooh my my my there's no denying that that little boy looks just like Gabe, he's such a handsome little thing, I wonder how Gabe could do something so crazy like that to that precious baby boy and his mother.' You played this role when you first got here like you were invincible, untouchable and smarter than ya' peers bruh. But tonight all that shit will change, Ima show you you're not smart enough to be the head nigga of this unit and I will prove to you that you can be touched." Gabe stood up and walked towards Yak as they stood side by side watching as the two butt boys hit me with closed fist on every part of my body imaginable. Gabe could have saved me once again but he let it happen, shit I didn't blame him he knew that my anger would always have him looking over his shoulder. There they stood the man who mentally tormented me since birth and the man who hated me for being invoulntarlily tormented against my own will. I knew that I would not be found until the next count an hour from now when the guards realized someone was missing and did anextreme search of the unit. I knew I would die here on this same floor that only moments ago I pictured Pat killing Gabe on. I couldn't fight back didn't want to fight back, Yak was right all my life I wanted Gabe to pay for what he did to me and my mother and that made me lose track of actually living my life. The room went silent and shit started to get blurry but I didn't need to see the outcome. I knew this would be my last night, I hoped it would be. If I were to live I would only go every day trying to kill them both and that's not what I wanted. I wanted to be free for the first time since childhood, before the knowledge of life began to cloud my innocence. I could not escape from my past and I made it worse by trying to kill Gabe like that would keep it from haunting me. I was not like either of them I was like my mother and as the hits hurt less and my body grew weaker I knew soon I would be able to hold my her hand again.