Paid In Full

Chapter 3: Give Up The Goods (Part 1)

"A! Ayo A! Get up man!" I heard a familiar voice call out as I felt my body being shaken.

I slowly opened my eye to see Nasir in-front of me. I looked to the side of me to see that I was still outside the jewelry store. Nico and his men had already left.

I looked back at Nasir.

"Fuck.." I said as I got up holding my head in pain.

"Come on, you bleeding man." He said as we started walking to my building.

*

Once we got to my grandmother's apartment, I sat over at the kitchen table. Nasir walked over to the freezer to grab some ice. He then placed the ice in a rag and rolled it into a ball handing it to me. I then placed it on my head.

"We both could have died yo. You know I wasn't just gonna stand there and continue to watch them niggas do anything crazy to you. So when I ran over after some nigga hit you on the head, they ended up putting a gun to my motherfucking head.. Only reason why we ain't dead is because Nico didn't feel it was necessary to kill either one of us. Don't do that shit again man.." He said as he sat down across from me.

"Nah fuck that. I swear on my father's grave...that niggas a dead man." I said as I looked over at Nasir.

"He not even worth it A. Going after him not gonna bring your father back." He said.

"He's the reason all of this shit happened to me man. He took my father away from me yo.." I uttered as I felt a huge lump in my throat and tears forming in my eyes.

That was the first time I actually cried over all of this shit. I never grieved like everyone else did because I didn't truly understand how fucked up it really was to not have him in my life.

I began to wonder what it would have been like to have him in my life. Me being his only child, let alone his only son, I could imagine how much love he would have given me. All of the father/son moments I missed out on. The love I would have witnessed between him and my mother. Shit was fucked up.

Those thoughts filled my mind up with more anger and hatred for Nico. He took those possibilities away from me the day he killed my father.

"I know but he's too powerful. Going after him now would be fucking suicide." Nasir said.

Even though I really wasn't trying to hear what he had to say, he was right. When Nico killed almost everyone from before, he turned the new people into his allies. They all do business with each other. So if I was to get rid of him, they'd come after me because he's apart of them and it's all about loyalty. He was like the fucking godfather or something. Nobody could touch him.

I lost my train of thought when Nasir finally spoke again.

"But fuck all that right now. Did you still wanna go see your father? I know with ya head hurting and all you might not wanna go anymore." He said looking over at me.

"Yeah. I can't let none of this shit stop me from visiting him." I said placing the ice rag in the sink before leaving out with Nasir.

*

On our way through the cemetery, me and Nasir were looking around at the other graves while looking for my father's. As we were walking towards the area I knew my father was buried at, I noticed someone kneeling down near one of the graves.