September 23rd, 2022
Next Day
Semaj Shaude Brown
Ayariah was let out of the hospital a few hours ago. She still hasn't said a word, but she took one of my cars and just left while I was in the shower. She doesn't even have her phone for me to find her. I've been riding around looking for her for almost 30 minutes. I already checked her crib and she wasn't there. Her car still sitting there.
Picking up my phone, I searched through my contacts to call Jo.
"Yo" He answered on the first ring.
"Ayariah came by the salon?" I pulled up at her school.
"I aint see her pull up, so nah"
"She got my car" I scratched my beard.
As I drove through the school parking lot, I noticed Trinity's car parked. I don't wanna call and ask her cause then I would have to hear her ask a million questions.
"Damn not she stole yo shit. That's her getting back at yo ass" He chuckled.
"Fam if you see my shit pull up, call back" I hung up.
Vonta and De the only people who know me and Yari talked yesterday. They just don't know how that conversation went.
Jo🐊
Yari stole dat fuck nigga car😹
Vinci🦧
😹😹😹
Nigga wat yu do
De🦍
Haaa😂
Momo🐺
☠️wat yu do now?
Shaking my head, I tossed my phone in the passenger seat. Leaving the school parking lot, I started heading toward her momma's crib. That's the only other place I could think she would possibly go. Other than that, I don't know.
A few minutes later, I turned on the street the house was on. My phone started ringing & I grabbed it and answered without looking at the caller ID.
"Yo" I mumbled.
"His ass still breathing"
There was another voice in the back, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. It lowkey sounded like torture, but I'm not gone question what Siah got going on. He got his way of doing shit & I got mine.
Without responding, I hung up. The closer I approached the house, I saw my car at the end of the driveway. That feeling that I lost her ass, immediately went away.
I parked my car in front of the house. Quickly turning the car off, I got out and ran towards the front door. Mari's car is parked in the middle of the driveway, so I know he's probably here.
"Ayariah" I shouted as I opened the front door.
Mari jumped up on the couch, "fuck you doing here?"
"Yari still here?"
"Probably in her room" He cleared his throat. Jit sound like he was asleep.
I closed the door and headed upstairs. As I passed her mother's room, I heard sniffling. Already knowing it's Yari, I pushed the door open and leaned against the doorframe. She sitting on the floor, leaning against the bed.
She glanced up at me, "I miss her"
I know she does. After the funeral, she buried everything with her mom. This was the first time she had come back to the house since the funeral.
*****
We've been sitting in her mother's room for almost two hours. I had to reschedule a tap-out session, but that's fine as long as I know Yari straight. She had fallen asleep in my arms and I haven't moved yet. We still sitting on the floor. I only have my business phone on me right now, so I don't know if Siah gone kill that nigga or not. But honestly, I just want to be with Yari and for her to relax.
"Mama" I kissed her neck.
"Hmm"
"You wanna go somewhere?"
She nodded her head but didn't get up. I know she's tired. She barely slept last night in the hospital. She still ain't eaten anything yet, but her stomach hasn't growled at all either. She just doesn't have an appetite to eat anything and I don't blame her.
"Wanna go to a museum, spa, gun r-"
"Gun range?" She cut me off.
Her lips brushing against the crook of my neck, caused my dick to jump. I can feel her separate her lips and let out a breath. My shit has been hard since she's been in my lap and it hasn't gone down a little.
"Let's go" I tapped her ass.
She licked my neck, just before biting down softly and sucking on my skin. Her hand finds its way to my jaw and pushes my head to the side, as she starts sucking harder. My dick jumped up again and I squeezed her ass, this time that jump lowkey hurt. I bit down on my lip as her hand gripped my neck. I don't even want to fuck her right now, but she making me want to more than ever.
Her lips brushed against my ear as she whispered, "I wanna kill him"
"Let's get yo practice in then"
I never thought I would hear her say that. So if he's not already dead, I'm down to let her kill him. I just don't want her to regret anything afterward. That's my only worry.
*****
We made our way to the gun range, which was only a ten-minute drive. She didn't say anything in the car. I left the challenger at her peep's crib, so we're in the (hell)cat right now.
I opened the door for her and she walked into the building. While we checked in and got some bullets, I checked my messages. It was just messages from the guys talking bout Yari taking my car and Siah texting me an address.
As we walked into the next room, I put my phone in my pocket. I grabbed a pair of headphones and followed Yari to the booth. I'm lowkey scared for her ass to be using a gun. What if she shoots me the next time I fuck up or a bitch text her phone.? I'm starting to regret this shit.
"You know what you doing?" I said in her ear.
"Yep"
I placed the headphones over her head. Pressing myself up against her, I held my Glock out in front of her. She hesitated to take it from me. Taking a step back, I watched as she held it up towards the paper. She already knows how to hold it, so I ain't gotta do too much.
"Where you going?" She looked over her shoulder.
"I'm not leaving" I placed my hands on her waist.
She cocked the slider back. After a few moments, she fired two shots. The paper flew back so I know she hit it at least once. I pressed the button to bring the paper close.
"Shorty yo ass dangerous" I rubbed my neck.
Both bullets went through the paper. Both in the chest, just inches away from each other. She went through two rounds of bullets. I ain't gone fuck up again cause I'm not getting shot with my own gun. That shit is crazy.