Jahmir
"So yo ass did actually go on a date with that nigga?" Cash screams from excitement as she sits down on the couch. A wine glass full of red wine I'm her hand as her eyes pleads for details.
I feel my face heat up. "Yea but it was simple nothing fancy," I let her know grabbing a cracker off of the plate on the table. I bite into while she screeches.
"Shh, Soul's in her room watching Winx, lil girl don't like loud noise when that show is playing." She quieted down with a big ass smile plaster on her face. "So what's going to happen now? You gonna give him the booty? I could put these fingers to work for y'all," she tells me pressing the glass to her lips, while gesturing her pointer and middle finger moving them back and forth.
This bitch was nasty and freaky. I shake my head at her request, "Hell nah besides I ain't taking no dick. If anything I'm a serve that shit, but he thinks he's a top so it's going to be hard."
Cash laughs removing her sunglasses. "Baby ain't nothing wrong with taking dick, and that goes for the both of you. Y'all could be a versatile couple, bottoms and tops together." She tells me placing the sunglasses on my table before grabbing her makeup kit.
Versatile? I don't know about that maybe I could see Amir being that but me? I just don't know.
"Just think of this way Pookie wether your on the receiving end or giving end, doesn't make the shit any less gay or sexy," she tells me costing her lips in more pink gloss while looking into a hand held mirror.
"But isn't that shit painful?" I ask her as if she would know. She looks up from the mirror staring at me before telling me, "Well that depends on the preparation, see y'all men don't get as wet as women, and that's where the product of lube comes in. Now lube as you know is for both men and women, but I like to think it's more for gay men to have y'all gushing like waterfalls."
My face heats up as she continues to explain the subjects of preparation, even that men could have that special area that makes their toes curl like a woman.
"Okay I get it!" I tell her waving my hand to stop her from talking before I blow a fuse. Wait a damn minute, how she know all of this?
"How you know all this?" I ask her as she puts her makeup products back into her bag. "Pookie I'm an explorer when it comes to the men I date, meaning I don't discriminate. If you understand what I'm saying," She tells me giving me a wink.
It didn't take me a minute to realize what she meant. She be around here pegging niggas, girl is so down bad.
"So when y'all meeting again intact let me know so I can meet this nigga that has you tasting the rainbows," Cash lets me know taking one of the crackers off the table and putting it in her mouth.
Hell no she'll blast all my business to this nigga, there's no way I was ever going to let her messy ass around Amir. Cash was my bitch and all but girl couldn't hold water to stop her own self from getting wet. Tell her not to jump into the waves and she'll do the opposite and drown.
"Not in a million years," I respond to her earning a smack of her bubble lips. "You never let a bitch have any fun." She pours making me laugh.
I'm not going to tell her he's supposed to come over to bake cookies and watch a movie with Soul and I, because she'll make her presence be know real quick.
"So he know your you know the Kingpin leader?" She asks flipping through the channels on the tv before bringing up the apps and clicking on Netflix.
"Nah he doesn't know, but I don't plan on keeping him in the dark forever, honestly I'm still trying to figure myself out. All my life I've been straight and now he has me questioning everything about myself and I've only known him for a week and a half isn't that crazy?" I asks her and she side eyes me pressing her lips together, before clicking on the show Stranger Things.
"Just make sure you tell him don't allow him to believe you're somebody your not," she throws both her legs on the couch leaning back on the pillows before continuing, "Honestly about you questioning yourself could be that thing them fairy tale's be saying love at first sight, or attraction? I don't know, because I never really believed in it, things like love don't warm my heart like they do others."
I should've know she'd give that type of answer. Cash is the type of person that you think you have figured out, then she does or say something that'll have you questioning if you truly know them.
I sigh rubbing my temples before getting up leaving her to watch the show. I walk down the hallway before approaching Soul's room, hearing the theme song of the old tv show I hesitated too knock. Instead I just open the door and walked in.
She turns and looks up at me. "Hey daddy," she tells me smiling as I walk to where she's sitting on her pink rug in the middle of her room. I make my ass comfortable sitting on the soft carpet besides her.
"Is Cash still here?" She asks me her eyes not leaving the tv in front. I hum in response, "Yea she still here but she up in there watching tv."
She hums at me before pausing her tv. "Daddy are you sure mama ain't going to take me away? I know you never lie to me but-" I cut her off rubbing her head. "Then you should trust my word. I'm telling you you ain't going nowhere." I tell her and she smiles unpausing the tv.
"This Friday after I pick you up from Mama V I'm thinking of baking cookies and Netflix chill, with some yummy food on the side, would you like this?" I ask her and she once again turns her attention towards me smiling widely.
"I'm sorry if I having been spending time with you these past few days being busy and all this will be out lil day together! Plus someone is visiting too someone who I think you'll be excited to see," I let her know smiling down at her.
She looks confused as she asks me, "Who daddy?" I press a finger over my lip, "It's a surprise."
She leans on me as we watch the rest of her lil tv show together.
After watching a battle of a bunch of an evil Bloom I hear light snores. I peer down at the sleeping girl. I take the tv remote switching off the tv before, wrapping my arms around if and standing up.
I put her in the bed covering her with the my little pony blankets, before turning on the night light lamp, even though it was still early in the evening it was no guarantee she was going to be up before dark.
I close her door sighing before walking back into the living room. Hearing soft snores coming from the couch I sigh. Any other time I would've woken her up, but instead I covered Cash with one of the throw blankets.
I walked into the kitchen where my phone sat on the counter. I had it on silent so I didn't hear any of my calls or messages. When it lit up I could see all my missed calls a few from Quez and Shaq and about six from Amir.
I call Quez and Shaq first. "Nigga why wasn't you answering your phone?" Quez picks up but Shaq goes straight to voicemail. "My phone was on charge. Never mind that what's going on?" I ask hearing him question me with urgency in his voice.
"Man nigga one of them Gorilla mob shot at the trap house on the Eastern side, Lorenzo got shot," Quez tells me and my breath hitches for a moment. It was as if time stopped.
"Nigga what Lorenzo got shot! How the fuck that even manage to happen? Moreover how y'all know it was the Mobs?" I question pacing back and forth, before I set this bitch off.
"See that's the thing Jet niggas really don't know said it was a black Camaro with tinted windows. Niggas was all outside when it drove up and shots were fired. But one of said they seen the purple bandage on one of them niggas wrist that Mob colors," Quez tells me only adding flame to the fire that burn in me.
I swallow hard bawling my fist before punching a wall. This loud collision causes Cash to jump up.
"Nigga what the hell wrong with you?" She tells me standing up wiping her eyes. The stinging of my knuckles wasn't even compared to what type of pain that I felt emotionally.
"Is Lorenzo-
"Nah he ain't dead but he in Icu, he was shot four times Jet poor Sunny there with him took forever to calm him down he had whole panic attack, made me she'd a few tears too and the nigga ain't even dead yet," Quez tells me as I grab my keys. I don't say anything more to Cash as I rush out the doors.
"Wait a minute! Where you going? I gots shits to do I can't babysit!" I hear her yell out to me.
I don't know how fast I was going but I had to be going over sixty, there's was only one hospital around here. Brahamm Hospital, my nerves beat my stomach in, this was what I hated most about being in this gang!
When shit like this happens and I can't control it! The feeling of letting down someone else I care for. That feeling of not protecting another one that I could've protected breaks me mentally and physically.
I park my car into a parking space. I don't know when I hung up on Quez, but it didn't matter cause when I walked into the hospital Shaq was there leaning against the wall. His face looking comatose as he makes eye contact with me.
"Sh-Shaq?" My voice stutters out as I approach him. He stands up straight. "Them niggas shot at Lorenzo! I told your ass I had a bad feeling, Quez constantly making it seem like I'm motherfucking paranoid now Zo lying in the ICU. Ain't no way we letting them niggas get away with this!" He tells me in a deadly whisper saying everything I wanted to say plus what he was feeling.
"Jet?" A broken small voice calls out to me and I turn my head to see Sunny sitting in a chair. His eyes were puffy and red, the smile he gave me was a sad and broken one. I walk over to him pulling him into a hug allowing him to cry into my arms.
"Why doesn't he listen to me? I told him to many times Jet I swear I did, yet he didn't listen to me now look where he at!" He cries into my shoulder gripping onto my back shirt.
"Sunny it's okay I promise he's going to be okay," I try to soothe him and calm him down. He shakes his head in my shoulder. "It ain't never going to be okay not as long as he is in this gang," he tells me truthfully and I couldn't help but tear up a bit.
I'm not an emotional person but moments like this when I see the people I care for the most break in front of me I can't help but want to cry with them.
"We could only remove three of the bullets. The last one is stuck in one of his liver we can shave it but to fully remove we're afraid it would do more damage than anything," The doctor tells us as we all sit in Lorenzo's room. It was around two am at night his surgery lasted over ten hours. I sent Cash a text thanking her. Quez met us at the hospital but he couldn't come into the room with us mainly because he didn't want too.
I didn't blame him though, some people can't stomach seeing folks they care about in the hospital. Sunny Thanks the doctor taking a hold of his husbands hand. The sound of machines were the only noise inside the room for the next few minutes before Quez finally decided to speak up.
"So what we going to do Jet? What are your orders King? We not letting these niggas get away with this! They trying to start war we'll give them bitches what they asking for," his voice menacing as he questions me. Shaq also looks towards me.
"We going to give 'em what they asking for a dead body they tried to kill one of ours, so we gonna kill one of there's and it's that simple," I let them know and a smile draws across Shaqs face.
Sunny gasp, "不是 (No)" Sunny says something to us in Chinese before shaking his head telling us No in English.
"Sunny don't you want them niggas to pay! They shot your husband and put him in the ICU, this isn't up for a discussion or debate," I let him know and he looks at me with fear in his eyes.
"I am mad but what is more killing going to solve huh? This is only going to wind up with more innocent lives being taken! What don't you guys understand?" His voice shakes as more tears fall. I look towards Shaq for help but he couldn't say anything we both knew what was being said was true but still?
"We can't let it go Sunny, if you wanna pray for Karma to come upon those that done this we'll leave the praying to you, but for us we rather take revenge into our own hand and ask for forgiveness later," I tell him walking up to him rubbing the orders head.
He cries even harder. "不要，请不要 (Don't die please don't die."
It was as if all of us could understand what he was saying so we just replied with, "Don't worry we won't."
Amir
Damn I've been trying to get in contact with this nigga all day? What was he doing? It was four am I'm the morning and here I was thinking about Jahmir and why he didn't answer my phone calls?
Did he figure out? Nah that can't be he couldn't have figured I'm the leader of the Mob, so why he ignoring me? Did he find out I was fucking someone while on the phone with him? Nah that can't be it so what was it?
I played with his contact debating if I should try again before I did. It rung for a few and then finally he answered.
"Hello," his voice comes off strained as if he'd just been crying. I felt relieved for some reason that I was able to hear it.
"I'm getting tired of you ignoring my calls Pa," I let him know playfully even though I was truly upset.
He laughs but it was a short one before saying to me, "Why can't I ignore your calls? You my daddy or something?" He tells me his voice comatose with no emotion.
It was annoying something was up he wasn't himself.
"What's wrong with you?" I ask him just yesterday we were good and talking and now he sounds odd.
"Nothings wrong just been up all day thinking and plotting," he tells me and my eyes widen.
What the fuck could he be plotting? "What you plotting on baby?" I ask him straight up even though I felt he was going to try and lie. "One of my close friends in the ICU he was shot in a drive by earlier this morning, and I couldn't do anything to prevent it," his voice cracks as he tells me and I hear him crying softly.
What? Drive by! Was it a family member or someone apart of King pin and who would be foolish enough to do a drive by in broad daylight?! Dumbasses!
"Baby it's okay don't cry they gonna be alright I promise they is," I coo to him feeling sort of bad for him cause he was crying and I fold easily to people crying no matter the person.
It surprise me really that he was crying? I didn't even know he could to be honest he seem so aloof to emotions that now it actually made me soften a bit.
"I couldn't do anything! I wasn't there to protect him! I failed him!" He lets me know crying even harder. I sigh rolling my eyes at his statements.
"What on earth could have possibly done baby? Even if you were there get shot with him? You cannot predict the future so there's no way you could've known this was going to happen," I let him know hearing his crying cease a bit.
"Just breath baby, you want me to pull through?" I hear him sniffling. Even though it's probably was his fault that his family got shot. I could only wonder who else wanted Kingpin to crash and burn and why would they take such a risky route?
"Thank you Mir I appreciate you, and no because your coming Saturday and I want you to come when I'm not in distress," he tells me and I couldn't help but think that it was cute.
I shake my head sometimes I find myself getting loss through our conversation as we discussed our lives. It was almost as if we were just two normal humans trying to get to know each other, trying to truly bond and form a connection.
"So I never really asked you about your childhood Pa?" I found myself asking without my own consent, but some reason I really wanted to know.
"Well I'm an only child, my mother was a druggy and my father? I never knew him you could say I come from a home full of neglectful abuse," he tells me.
"My mother was also abusive towards, and my father was killed when I was younger, I was raised by a man named Marcell. He's basically my father took me under his wing very important to me," I found myself opening up to him telling him this.
"We both had shitty mother's! Damn Marcell raised you right then." I smile at the comment made.
"Yea he sure did."
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No one pov
"Marcell." One of the waiters comes up to the older man sitting at the table drinking his coffee. It was six am in the morning and this was how he started his daily routine a cup of coffee and a warm biscuit from the local IHOP.
He looks up towards the older woman passing him his biscuit and a paper. He takes them both thanking her before opening the paper.
His eyes widen when he sees the headlines.
"Yesterday a forty eight year old man was shot in a drive by he's now in critical condition?" Marcell strokes his chin drive by, he could only suspect it had something to do with Kingpin and an irrelevant gang.
Even if it wasn't it could've just been a regular drive by? He sighs taking a sip of his coffee. His thoughts flash back to Amir, that boy in his mind was stubborn as a mule.
A small smile on his face, "Like that since he was a child ain't never going to change, just hope he realizes there's more to this life than chasing after a crown that only causes pain and misery."
Marcell stands up leaving a tip on the table before grabbing his hat exiting the building. The early morning were the coldest these days. It was quiet too the sun wasn't out yet only peaking its head out so it was morning dew.
The male smiles to himself walking down the sidewalk.
A black car trails him in the distant. The wind blows harder causing Marcell hat to fall off he sighs kneeling down to reach for it.
"Marcell!"
Marcell looks towards his side a gun pointed at him with before he had time to react the three shots rang out.
Marcell grunts as one hits his chest stomach and lower intestine. The hat he had in his hand rolls and lands in a puddle of his own blood.
"Yeah he dead and the other one in the ICU just as you requested," the person takes a puff of his blunt letting out a puff of smoke while laughing.
"You already know them two chicken head leaders going to accuse each other and soon as they going to wore is going to be easy to pick they asses out one by one!" The person laughs yet again playing with his purple bandage.
"The key too success is to sabotage and manipulate the story, in the end their just the pawns of a game they weren't going to win to begin with."
Authors Note
Hey guys so how are we enjoying the story so far? What you guys think about this chapter? What do you want to happen next?
Lorenzo
Age 48
"I've been in this gang so long it's hard for me to let it go."
Cash
Age 24
"Ooo bitch let me play with you guys!"
Sunny
Age: 46
"对不起 ( I'm sorry)". "Why can't you understand that I don't wanna loose you or anyone?"