Her Last

Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ Sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴ

Kᴇɴᴅʀɪᴄᴋ "Bʟᴀᴄᴋs" Franklin

"It's okay baby, let it out. I know it's hard." She said to me.

I hadn't felt her warm embrace in so long. I was falling apart inside and out. My heart literally ached for her.

"I miss you so much." I cried into her neck. "And I know this a dream... and when I wake up you'll be gone."

She rubbed my head and tightened her grip on me.

"I miss Leron too, baby." I continued.

"He misses you so much, pook." She said kissing my forehead. "He's gonna find you."

"What?"

Clicking locks woke me out of my sleep.

"Wassup bro." J said dropping a bag off for me.

He sat down. We stayed in silence for almost an hour as he went through his phone.

"I miss goin' out wit you n shit. We used to have them block parties jumpin' man." He said making eye contact with me.

I glared at him. I couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth.

"Don't look at me like dat." He said with a chuckle. "Here I brought you something."

He said reaching in the bag. He handed me an iPad.

The cameras were broken, but everything else was fully functional. I looked at him confused.

"What? Ion want you to be bored nigga." He said.

"I'll never understand you. You put me in this position... Yet you still tryna be friendly wimme."

"Cause you my dawg."

"No I'm not." I said. "You ain't shit to me no more."

I looked him dead in his eyes. "I can't wait til they find me and catch yo ass."

"Who is they?" He scoffed. "Don't nobody care about yo ass. They been moved on."

My heart broke a little. Was he being serious?

"You a fuckin' lie." I said raising my voice.

"HA! Fuck I gotta lie to you for?" He said. "Yeen had no funeral. Ya moms and sister ain't even come up here. Ya bestie Leron ain't shed one tear fa you. And Tiana? Mmm, who you think I was textin' all this time?"

"Ion believe you." I said, fighting tears.

"Yeah ight. Keep thinkin' they gave a fuck bout yo ass." He scoffed. "Ti was only fuckin' wit you for the money and Leron only was ya dawg cause his cousin was messin wit you. Ya sister might be the only one who care bout you for real, only cause you helped her get away from y'all ain't shit ass mother."

He laughed, "And you know what else? Ti aborted y'all baby."

"I'm out. Witcho lonely ass." J said before slamming the door.

My heart ached. My stomach was sick. I felt physically weak. I started to believe him, and I hated myself for that.

His last statement cut through me like a knife. She thought I was dead, and she got rid of the last piece of me that would have ever existed.

Did these years mean nothing to her? I did so much for her... She did so much for me. I was vulnerable with her. And she didn't even care?

"I shoulda died that night."

I cried myself to sleep.

Jᴏsɪᴀʜ "J" Bʀᴏᴡɴ

Three Months Later

"Mhmmm suck dat dick." I moaned. "Fuck, Ti."

She shot up and looked at him angrily.

"I told you to stop fuckin callin me that." Naomi, one of his new nurses whined.

I rolled my eyes and pushed her head down, "Stop trippin."

She resisted a bit so I loosened my grip on the back of her head.

"Imma tell Janet if you-" She began to threaten.

"Do you value ya life?" I interrupted.

I reached behind the couch cushion and pulled out my tool.

She rolled her eyes and went back to work.

"Das what I thought." I exhaled, placing my hand on the back of her head while she bobbed.

Just then, my phone rang.

"Wassup, Reign?"

"Yo I needa discuss somethin witchu. When you free?" he asked.

"Imma be busy for the rest of the week but I'a let you know."

Lᴇʀᴏɴ "Rᴇɪɢɴ" Kɪɴɢ

Two Weeks Later

"Long story short, Ti's ex disrespected the fuck outta her and Blacks." I stated.

"And why you needa know where The Dirt is for that?" J questioned.

"So I can take care of his ass. He been doing grimy shit to my people for too long. Needa put an end to that shit."

J simply shook his head, "Nah."

"Fuck you mean 'Nah' nigga?" I fumed. "This man messed with our family, J. And he still doin it. And you gon let that shit slide?"

"Ight so lemme handle him myself. Why the fuck you gotta be there?"

"Cause this shit personal."

"So handle that shit yaself then." He said, standing up. He came close to my face and mugged me.

"I already told yo ass, when the time comes you'll find out where it is. Until then, mind ya fuckin' business." He gritted.

My jaw clenched and my eye twitched as he walked out of the room.

Message from Rome:
Come to my crib. Shit urgent.