Savage and Lala left the hospital on a new mission. “So what we bout to do?” Lala asked, rolling up a doobee in the passenger seat of the Charger while Savage drove.
“Shit, you tell me, you the one who overheard the conversation,” Savage replied.
“Well, the only name I heard was Shanika.”
Shanika, Savage thought to himself, Damn that name sounds so familiar. Then it all came to him. “I know where that bitch stay,” he said aloud.
It took them about 45 minutes to make it to Big Bear, CA. “Damn, who would’ve known that gang banging would really be an issue in Big Bear?” Lala asked with a laugh.
“Man, you ain’t eva’ lied,” Savage responded with a laugh.
“So how you know where she live?”
“Business,” Savage stated simply, trying to avoid the conversation. He had been knowing her for years, because he and Marcus used to sell pills to her.
“Umm hmm. You and Marcus probably fuck with some bitches up here,” Lala inferred. Y’all niggas ain’t slick.”
“Here you go,” Savage said as he approached his destination.
“I know you’ve changed since you’ve gotten married, but I know Marcus is still the same dumb ass dog ass nigga that he is. I’m not stupid, and I don’t even trip on it no more, cuz I know one day he’ll get his.”
Savage looked at her, astounded. “Damn. Yo ass surprise me every time I’m around you.”
“I know,” Lala said with a sly smile.
“Ay, there that bitch go right there,” Savage said, pointing to a skinny dark-skinned chick hopping out of a 2009 Honda Accord. She walked into her house, not knowing she was being watched.
“She stay by herself?” Lala asked. She needed to know as much info as possible to come up with the best approach.
Savage thought for a second. “If I’m remembering correct, yeah.”
“Okay, what else you know about her?”
“Shit, she a pill poppin’ lesbian. That bitch’ll pop a molly in a quick second.”
“That’ll work. Give me a gun.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, trust me on this.”
“Aight,” Savage said as he handed her a mini 9mm.
“I’ll call you in like fifteen to twenty minutes, I’ll have the door open for you. Walk in, but make sure you don’t touch anything,” Lala said as she tucked the gun in her Saint Laurent bucket bag.
“Aight,” Savage agreed.
Lala exited the vehicle and strutted toward Shanika’s door. She knocked, and to her surprise Shanika answered after the first one.
“Yes?” Shanika asked as soon as she opened the door.
“Hey Shanika,” Lala greeted.
“Do I know you?” Shanika asked with a puzzled look on her face.
“You don’t remember me? I’m Shayla. We met a few weeks ago at the club,” Lala said, trying to sound convincing.
“Nah, I don’t.”
“So you mean to tell me you don’t remember this?” Lala asked, turning so Shanika could get a better view of her apple bottom.
“Hell nah,” Shanika said in awe as she stared at Lala’s ass in her camo joggers. “Damn, I must’ve been hella gone that night?”
“Yeah I figured that, usually people give out their phone numbers, not their address,” Lala replied with a bubbly laugh.
“Haha yeah true,” Shanika said, laughing. “Well shit you up here, you wanna come in?”
“Of course,” Lala said as she stepped inside.
Once she got in the house, Lala started scoping out the place. “This is a pretty nice place you have,” she said while walking into the living room.
“Yeah, it was my parents’ before they died,” Shanika apathetically responded.
“Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.”
“Shit I wasn’t. Both of them deserved it,” Shanika coldly replied.
“Damn, that’s harsh,” Lala said with a revolting face.
“Well, you don’t know what they put me through.”
“You right,” Lala said as an uncomfortable silence fell between the two. “Do you have anything to drink?” she asked, taking a seat on the couch. She sat her purse on the end table next to her.
“Yeah, what do you want?”
“Surprise me.”
“Okay, be right back,” Shanika said before disappearing out of the room. A few minutes later she returned with two glasses. She handed one to Lala and took a seat next to her on the couch. “It’s vodka and cranberry juice. Is that alright?”
“Yeah that’s fine,” Lala said as she took a sip.
“So wassup wit’ it?” Shanika flirtatiously asked.
“I was just about to ask you the same thing,” Lala said, downing her drink.
“You want another one?” Shanika asked with a big grin.
“Nah I’m okay, I want something else,” Lala said, setting her glass next to her purse. She then climbed in Shanika’s lap, facing her.
“Oh, you with the business like that?” Shanika said excitedly.
“Yeah,” Lala cooed in her ear as she sucked on it. Shanika flipped Lala onto her back and started trying to remove her pants. “Wait,” Lala said, making sure things didn’t start getting too heated.
“What is it?” Shanika said with worry.
“I have this fetish where I like to tie people up. Is that okay?” Lala shyly asked. She knew it was now or never, so she had to be smart with her approach.
“Hell yeah, I love that shit!” Shanika exclaimed. “Let’s go to the room, I got handcuffs.”
“Oh even better, usually I just use the first thing I can find,” Lala said with a laugh.
As soon as they got into the room, Shanika went to her dresser to retrieve the handcuffs. “Are these okay?” she asked, pulling out two pairs of fluffy blue handcuffs.
“Hell yeah!” Lala exclaimed as she grabbed them. “Take off your clothes and lay on the bed,” she instructed Shanika. She did as she was told, and in two minutes, was down to nothing but her birthday suit, sprawled across her bed. Lala handcuffed each one of her hands to a bedpost. “I’ll be right back, I have a surprise okay,” she said as she walked out of the room.
“Okay,” Shanika happily consented.
Shanika knew she was about to have the time of her life. Man this is too good to be true, she thought to herself, and she soon found out that it was. Two minutes later, Lala came strolling through the bedroom door. “It’s about time,” Shanika said, excitement showing all in her face.
“Yeah bitch, time for you to start talking before I put a bullet through your head,” Lala said with the most evil look plastered across her face.
“What?” Shanika asked, utterly confused as Lala pulled the mini 9mm from behind her back.
“You heard her bitch,” Savage said, walking through the door. At that moment, Shanika looked like she had just seen a ghost. Her face became flushed, and her eyes got big. She knew then what was really going on and why they were here.
“Please don’t do this,” she begged with tears now pouring down her face.
“Don’t do what?” Savage asked as he stood by the door while Lala moved closer to her.
“Please don’t kill me. I’ll do whatever you guys want. Just please,” Shanika pleaded as she looked back and forth between the two.
“Now why would we do a crazy thing like that?” Savage deviously asked.
“I didn’t know who she was at first, I swear,” Shanika explained.
“So you just go around jumping random bitches late at night?” Lala cut in, still pointing the gun at Shanika.
“No, we were paid to. I’m sorry,” Shanika cried. “I didn’t know who she was until after it happened.”
“So who paid you?” Lala furiously asked.
“I don’t know—” Shanika began to say.
WHACK! Lala hit Shanika with the gun.
“Bitch, now is not the time to start developing amnesia,” Lala said with a cold stare.
“I swear, I got a call about making some money,” Shanika replied, trying to save herself.
“From who?” Savage asked.
“My home girl Quita,” Shanika responded, still crying. “Savage please don’t do this to us. It wasn’t our fault.”
“Who paid y’all to do it?” Savage asked calmly.
“I don’t know, Quita and Tay knew all that. I just did what I had to do to get the money.” Shanika knew exactly who paid them, because she was there when everything was discussed.
“Aight, that’s three of y’all. Who was the other female?” Lala asked.
“I don’t know, she was Quita’s peoples,” Shanika lied. One name she couldn’t give up was her sister, Porsha.
“You better not be lying,” Lala said, looking down on her.
“I swear on my life,” Shanika replied fearfully.
“Aight, this what we finna do. I’ll let you live—” Lala began.
“Thank you,” Shanika gratefully expressed, “thank you so much—”
“Bitch I wasn’t finished,” Lala spat. “Now, I’ll let you live but you gotta do something for us.”
“Anything, anything, just please don’t kill me,” Shanika pleaded.