N Is For Nastee

Chocolate Gun...

When i woke up, i was in the back of Cross's truck. It smelled like a new car back here. When my eyes opened all the way, my body felt the cool breeze coming through the trunk. The big door was lifted in the air, then Cross appeared. It was a new day, bright and sunny. Clouds beautiful and blue, only i didn't feel as beautiful and I was pretty black. I lifted my hand up, with that my other hand lifted too. I was tide up with a rope and through the reflections of his windows, my eye was black.

I looked up at Cross. "Where is she?" I tasted blood in my mouth, dry blood at that. He gripped my hair once again and pulled me out the truck. My knees scrapped against the burning hot ground and i screamed a little. I stood up on my feet and gain a little balance. He brought me into Dirty Fantasies and i realized the club was open. Heads turned slowly when they saw me being dragged in. For some reason i wasn't embarrassed. I just wanted to find out where Hazel was.

We walked into Cross's office and he sat me down in a chair. He went on the other side of the desk and sat down. "What is this all about?" I asked Cross, he smirked.

"This is about life. The principles of life...which you don't seem to understand. See your girl...that bitch Hazel. Thought it was okay to try and get me out. She tried to get one of her connections to take me out." He started snickering.

"What the fuck is so funny?" I moved in my seat. The ropes were getting lose on me and all i needed was that.

"The fact that you two weak, sad hoes think yall can take me out. See i thought i could trust you. But i always keep one eye open. Bitch I am a king. Your king. I can smell fraud when it's 50 miles away." He smirked again.

"Well i can smell fraud further than that. I'm not scared of your bitch ass Cross. You nothing but some nigga who found money. You're lonely. So you fuck up every body else's life so they can feel the same way. I remember when your ass was sweating every other nigga cause you wanted to have money like them. When you was catching the bus. Yeah, oh how about when your weak ass father left you because he wanted to be with his real wife and kid? If you need a hug, ask for one. You're not the only alone one in this world, suck it the fuck up. With the job you do, comes a lot of hate. Deal with it. Hazel was your fucking sister nigga. I mean damn...y'all did have each other's back at one point and don't pretend i never had yours." I was shocked at myself but i really wasn't scared of Cross...not anymore. Yeah he owned a lot of shit and had money. But money was just paper, and I wouldn't let some man take my life over it. Hazel...that was a different story. Once i get to her she gone feel something real bad. She lied...

Cross stared at me for a minute and slowly got up. He opened the pocket knife in his hand and came to the back of my chair. I thought he'd grab my neck like they do in the movies...but this wasn't a movie. Cross gripped the ropes and I jerked a little. They had to have left marks on me from when they were tight. He cut the ropes and they dropped. I pulled my hands to my face and my wrist was red. I looked at Cross. "Get out of here." He said.

"I'm not leaving until i have her." Cross studied my face. I guess he knew i was telling the truth...i wasn't leaving with out her.

"That's if my boys haven't beat her up too bad." I put my head down a little and Cross gripped my face harshly and made me look at him. "Don't you tell nobody about this. I got dirt on your ass and you know it. I'm still a king bitch." He mushed me away from him and I moved towards the door.

"Just not mine." I said to him and walked out the door. Everything i had on was damp and so was my hair from sweating so much. I stumbled out into the club area and Javi came, gripping my body. We both staggered over to the bar and she caresses my face.

"What did he do to you?" I shook my head.

"Im fine. I need to find someone...but wait why are you at Dirty Fantasies?" Before Javi could respond I saw Hazel walking toward me. As she got closer i saw the blood running from her lip. I stood up when she reached us.