When Chris entered the house Lani said, “What the fuck have you done?”
Chris said, “What are you talking about?”
“Black got shot this morning. I supposed you didn’t have shit to do with it.”
“Maybe. Maybe not.”
“What the fuck do you mean maybe? Maybe not?”
Chris made eye contact with Lani. “Let me get this straight. This nigga damned near killed me, and you worried about that bitch ass nigga.”
“He didn’t shoot you.”
“He threatened me at your mama’s house.”
Chris licked his chapped lips. Not wanting to respond to Lani. Couldn’t believe this chick was going on about this nigga.
“Why did you shoot him?”
“I ain’t shoot nobody.”
“You had him shot?”
“You don’t know that.”
“Dude, I hope you know if he dies, you got a murder case on your head.”
Chris said, “You must still be fucking this dude. Why the fuck are you worried about him? I don’t remember you being this worried about me when I was in the hospital.”
“You were in a coma. You don’t remember shit.”
Chris paced the floor, wanting to slap the shit out of Lani. But he’d never hit a woman and he never would. He didn’t get down like that.
Lani approached Chris and wrapped her arms around him and said, “Did you have to take it to that level?”
Chris removed her arms and said, “He tried to kill me.”
Lani said, “You put me in a bad position. I know his family and they’re calling me, asking me to come see him at the hospital.”
Chris leaned against the door and said, “Is that so?”
“Well, his Nana called me.”
“I told you a long time ago if he kept fucking with me, his Nana was going to be burying him.”
Lani thought about the possibility of Nana having to bury Black. She didn’t want to think about that, but she knew that if Black was able to walk out of that hospital, he was going to retaliate. This stupid ass war would go on forever.
Lani said, “Was all of this worth it?”
Chris said, “I lost money and time when they put me in the hospital.”
Lani said, “I’m sorry about that.”
Chris said, “Are you really sorry? A few minutes ago you were worried about his old gray ass Nana.”
Lani slapped the shit out of Chris. She’d slapped him so hard you could see her hand print on the side of his face.
When she realized what she’d done she came to his side and said, “I’m sorry.”
Chris said, “Get the fuck away from me, Lani.”
Lani wouldn’t budge so Chris shoved her to the floor.
“So you’re beating women now.”
“I didn’t do shit to you, you’re the one that hit me.”
Lani picked herself up off the floor, stood in his personal space again and he pushed her again and she yelled.
“If you put another goddamned hand on me, I’m gonna call the police on yo ass.”
“Huh?” Chris laughed and said, “You’re fuckin’ tripping man.”
“Motherfucker, try me and see who’s tripping.”
Chris said, “I’m getting the fuck out of here.”
Lani said, “Me too. I’ll be at the hospital seeing Black.”
Chris said, “Tell his folks I will be praying for his black ass.”
Trey and Starr was turning in the parking lot of Lenox Mall when they noticed a Toyota Prius flashing its lights, trying to get their attention. When Trey gave his car to the valet, the Prius was right behind him. Monte jumped out of the Prius. Trey said, “What the hell are you doing out?”
“I got out two days ago, dawg. Man, that lawyer you got me was the truth. They are going to put me on house arrest here until I go to court.”
Trey had just given Dr. Rozelle the money three days ago. Damn he must’ve gotten out the next day. Dr. Rozelle must have been unaware of this or he would have called Trey and told him.
Monte handed the valet the keys to the Prius then turned to Trey and said, “You’re going to pay for this right. I ain’t got shit.”
“Yeah I got ya.”
A young black guy reluctantly took the keys to the Prius. Looking like he knew he damn sure wasn’t going to get a tip for this car.
Starr stood there looking cute, wondering if Trey was going to make an introduction. And was wondering what all this lawyer talk was about. Something must have gone bad.
Monte introduced himself to Starr.
“I’m Starr.”
Monte smiled and said, “You damn sure are.” His eyes on Starr’s thighs. The black tights she wore made her look amazing and those riding boots elevated that ass.
Monte kept grinning until it made Starr uncomfortable, not because he was ugly but because he’d basically raped her with his eyes.
“So you’re the Kingpin’s wife.”
Trey said, “Would you shut the fuck up, and quit disrespecting my girl.”
Monte said, “Can’t a nigga dream?”
Trey handed Starr fifty one-hundred dollar bills and said, “Go ahead without me, babe. I need to talk to Monte.”
Starr headed to Neiman Marcus. When she was out of sight, Trey said, “What the hell happened?”
Monte presented him with the police report.
Trey and Monte sat on a bench in the middle of the mall as Trey read over the report:
Officer Brad Williams was cruising on Interstate 45 when he noticed a red Toyota Camry swerving and following too close when he pulled the suspects over. Suspect Rogers appeared to be nervous, and suspect Parker failed to make eye contact with him. Officer Williams noted that he thought that was odd. Officer Williams then removed Rogers and Parker from the car, noticing that Parker’s pants were unzipped and Parker’s hair was disheveled. He believed but didn’t have any proof that they’d been engaging in some kind of sexual activity. Williams separated Rogers and Parker. He asked each of them how long they’d been in Texas and what they were there for, and their stories were wildly inconsistent. Parker stated they’d been there for four days, and Rogers said they’d been there for two days. In addition Rogers said he was visiting a friend and Parker said, she was there to visit her sister who attended the University of Houston. Officer Williams then summoned the K9 unit and was alarmed when the dog indicated that something was in the door panel. 10 kilos of coke were found in the door panels.
Trey said, “Who the hell is Shantelle Parker?”
Monte said, “Look man I know you’re going to be mad at me, but all I can say is I fucked up.”
Trey said, “What the fuck did you take somebody with you for?”
“Look I know you told me to go alone.”
“What the fuck were you thinking?”
“Look, I swear to you this is the only time I’ve done this. I’ve always gone by myself.”
“Where is the girl?”
“She’s out. I told them that she didn’t know shit about this and told them to let her out.”
“They let her go?”
“Yeah, I think she was released the same day.”
“Well that’s good.”
Monte made eye contact with Trey. “You know me man, this is all on me, dawg. Nobody is going down but me.”
Trey stared at the paperwork. Rogers’s pants were unzipped and Parker’s hair was disheveled. “What the fuck, were you getting head?”
“No.” Monte giggled and looked at Trey who didn’t think it was funny. Monte then said, “Come on, man, you know I ain’t that motherfuckin’ stupid.”
“Dude, I didn’t think you were dumb enough to take somebody down to Texas with you.”
“Look, man, I wasn’t getting head.”
“Why was this bitch’s hair disheveled?”
“Hey, it was just a country ass hairstyle.”
“Whatever, dude.” Trey stared Monte in the face and said, “If I find out that you were getting head and got pulled over, it’s gonna be bad on you.”
“Trey.” Monte looked frightened. Wondering what the hell Trey meant by gonna be bad on him.
“What do you want?”
“I wasn’t getting head. That’s stupid.”
Trey said, “So what do you want now?”
“I need money man. I ain’t got shit. I need to pay my bills.”
“Ok, so is that why you felt the need to chase me down,” Trey said, still staring at the paper, wondering if this idiot got pulled over because he was getting head. This would be a goddamned shame if he lost over two hundred thousand dollars because of something like this.”
Starr came running back to the spot where Trey and Monte were. She could tell they were still in deep conversation and she didn’t want to interrupt. She said, “Baby, I’ll be in Bebe’s.”
Trey said, “I thought you hate that store.”
“I do, but my friend Sharee works there. I wanna holla at her.”
Starr walked to Bebe’s, Monte’s eyes following her ass in those tight ass skinny jeans and 5 inch heels.
When Trey saw him staring, he slapped the fuck out him.
Monte grabbed his mouth and said, “Trey, what the hell you do that for?”
“First of all, you looking at my woman’s ass and secondly, all you think about is ass. You probably were getting head or something when the cops pulled yo dumb ass over.”
Monte said, “Trey, bruh, believe me that ain’t the case.”
Trey said, “So what do you want? I got you out and paid for your attorney.”
“I know, but I don’t have any cash. I ain’t got shit.”
“Motherfucker, you’ve made almost 200,000 dollars in the last six months. Where the hell did that money go?”
Monte shrugged, “You know, the more money you make the more you fuck up.”
Trey said, “Give me your new number and I’ll call you when I leave the mall. I’m enjoying the rest of the evening with my lady.”
Monte said, “The cops kept my phone. I ain’t got no phone.”
Trey removed a wad of cash from his pocket, peeled off 10 one hundred dollar bills and passed them to Monte.
Monte said, “Thanks, but how do I get in touch with you?”
Trey stood up from the bench, picturing Monte getting head while driving with ten kilos of coke in the car. How could this motherfucker be so stupid?
Monte reached for the paperwork and Trey said, “I’m going to keep this.”
“Ok, that’s fine, but how am I gonna get in touch with you again?” Monte said.
Trey said, “There is no need to be in touch with me. You’re out. You’ve been paid.”
Monte said, “So you’re not going to give me nothing else.”
“Like what?”
“Money.”
“Hell no, nigga! I’ve lost over three hundred stacks fucking with you.”
Monte said, “Do you still live in the same place?”
“Huh?”
“You still live in the same house.”
Trey’s mind raced wondering if Monte knew where he resided. He remembered that he’d directed Monte to his home one night after a run from Houston. Damn, this was bad.
“Yeah why? I live in the same house. Why you ask?’
“Just in case I need some more money for legal fees.”
“Didn’t I tell you that the lawyer was paid in full?”
Starr came running back with two bags in her hand.
Trey said, “Monte, I’ll holla at you later.”
Monte headed toward the exit of the mall, before he reached the door, he turned and glanced at Starr’s ass.
*****
Lani walked to the edge of hospital room 333 to witness Nana praying over Black, who lay in the bed unconscious.
She’d bowed her head and said, “God, I know Tyrann hasn’t been the best of servants, but he’s a good person with good intentions. Lord, I’m not asking you to save Tyrann’s life if it’s not your will. I want your will to be done. I just want to say that I’ve raised him since he was eight years old and now he’s thirty three years old. I know you know this, you’re God, I’m an OLD LADY now and I’ve had many blessings in my life and I lived to see my great-great grandkids and I couldn’t be more thankful. I’ve fought and beaten breast cancer. I stand here before you with one breast, but thankful to you that I’m still here at eighty-three years old. Like I say, Lord, let your will be done, but if Tyrann passes, it will destroy me, for he is my favorite grandchild and he’s all I live for. Father, let your will be done.”
When Nana was done with her prayer, Lani was in tears. She’d decided not to go into the room. She headed to her car but before cranking it up, she decided to go back up to the hospital room. Nana was asleep with an old tattered bible across her lap. Lani then walked over to Black’s bed and kissed him on the forehead. She still loved that man. How could she not. He had helped her for so long financially and had done so much for her family. She didn’t want him to die. She left the hospital before Nana would wake up.
************
Shamari and Jada were lying in the bed facing one another. She wore a purple G-string and bra set and he wore nothing but his boxers. She was tracing his back with her long nails. His hand planted firmly on the cusp of her ass. The vanilla spray she wore had him mesmerized. Though she had so many kinds of expensive perfumes, he loved when she wore vanilla. She said, “What ever happened with the situation with Tony?”
“I don’t know what happened. The attorney hasn’t said anything. I’m assuming he’s keeping his mouth shut. I’m not worrying about that right now.” He sucked her neck.
Her finger was in the hole in the front of his underwear. She felt his manhood swell. She wanted him. She hadn’t had him in a long while, but she couldn’t help but think about Tony. She said, “So you don’t think about going to jail?”
“No. I think about being broke. Do I want to go to jail? No. But I don’t want to be broke either.”
She said, “I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”
He placed his hands over her lips and said, “You’re killing the mood.”
“I just love you so much, Shamari.”
He said, “How things go with your Mom?”
She burst out laughing thinking about her visit.
“What’s so funny?”
“Just thinking about what mama did to Charles.”
Shamari laughed, trying to pull that small ass G-string down, but was having trouble cuz he was staring at her ass at the same time. It looked spectacular with the tiny sting literally hidden between that big bubble.
She said, “I know, mama is so funny.” She helped him with the G-string, then she removed the bra. The implants making her breasts stand at attention. Nipples very erect.
“I’m glad you went over there.”
She smiled, “I’m glad you talked me into going.”
Shamari said, “Look, no matter who our parents are, we gotta be thankful. Always be thankful. Don’t ever forget where you came from.”
She smiled because he knew her so damn well. She removed his boxer and licked the shaft of his erect penis.
Shamari ran his hand through her expensive weave. Jada hummed on his balls.
He said, “Please stop, it feels too damn good.”
She laughed and he pulled her on top of him and inserted himself inside.
She rode him for a while before going reverse cowboy, which he loved, because he loved looking at her ass.
His hands on her backside as she went up and down.
He ordered her to get down. “ I wanna please you.”
She laid on her back, his head now between her thighs and she closed her legs and said, “Let me get cleaned up before you do all that.”
He pried them open and said, “Come on, babe, we been in this too long for you to be getting all fancy on me.”
She giggled then her legs collapsed. He licked her inner thigh and she pushed his head further down until his tongue was on her clit. She moaned and he kept licking her and she swayed her hips forward until she was fucking his face. She said, “Damn, baby, you’re feeling so goddamn good to me.”
“I love you, baby,” he said.
“I love you too.”
Shamari fingered her pussy good while his tongue still worked her clit. He then flipped her over on her stomach and ran his tongue in between her ass crack. She hollered and said, “Craig you feel so goddamned good to me!
Shamari said, “What did you say? What did you call me?”
**********************
It was 5 am when Trey heard the front door crashing in. “Intruder! Intruder!” the alarm said. Trey opened the nightstand drawer. Fishing around in the dark before he found his 9mm. “Who the fuck is that?” He felt stupid for even asking who it was. It was very unlikely that they would answer.
Starr was lying there butt naked looking at Trey in the dark before turning the lamp switch on. She stood looking for her bedroom shoes. Trey making sure there were bullets in the clip.
Starr said, “The police are on the way.”
“Intruder! Intruder! Intruder!”
Someone yelled, “We are the goddamned police! Come out with your goddamned hands up!”
What the fuck were the police there for? Nobody called them.
Starr peeked through the blinds and said, “Baby, that is the police; there are about twenty fucking cars out there.
Trey’s heart pounded fast as he thought about that stupid ass Monte asking if he still lived in the same place. But there were no drugs or money here. They could search all the fuck they wanted. They would come up with nothing.
That stupid ass alarm was sounding “Intruder. Intruder. Intruder!”
“This is Officer Martin! Come out with your hands up or we’re shooting!”
Trey said, “There’s no need for that. I’m coming out!” He placed the gun on the dresser and said, “I’m coming out.”
He removed a t-shirt from the dresser drawer and after it was on, he opened the door.
The officer yelled. “I wanna see your goddamned hands!”
Trey waved his hands. A tall white officer with a handlebar mustache tackled Trey and handcuffed him.
A black female officer was ordered to handcuff Starr.
Trey said, “Can you tell me what this about?”
A bald black plainclothes officer said, “Shut the fuck up. We ask the questions.”
Trey made eye contact with Starr while he was lying on the floor. She was complaining about the cuffs being too tight. A single tear rolled down her face.
Trey said, “Fuck.”
To be continued