Without you

Sweet Revenge

"The fuck Lovey!?" Clay yelled.

I stared, wishing I was caught in a dream. Cole wrapped his arm around my waist and replied, "Naw Clay, I think you mean Queen."

I rose off his lap with shock written all over my face and as if on cue, Sean and my whole crew walked in... weapons pointed.

"No, I think you mean the infamous Queen" the mayor spoke coming out of the hallway with a cigar hanging out of his mouth.

"What the fuck is going on?" I spoke half naked because I didn't give a fuck... I was confused, pissed, angry, and sick at the same time.

"Imma let you answer that" Clay spoke as he cocked his weapon, and all the weapons in the house cocked as my crew pointed their weapons between Clay and the mayor's crew.

"No, I think imma talk this time....because it saddens me that I have to bring  California to Florida just to get us to this point" the mayor said.

"You've done enough speaking. It's time you shut up for life" my brother Dede yelled aiming his weapon at the mayor.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you, especially since the man you've been looking for all your life is standing right next to you" he smiled taking a seat.

This nigga done lost his mind.

"I knew it wouldn't be long before you were rounding up the troops to come after me, but bringing your own flesh and blood into the picture is just foul. And the fact that both of your sons are your right hand men shows how fucking pathetic you really are" the mayor continued.

I sat speechless... so Cream is Clay and my brother Dede's father?

"Man, what the fuck is he talking about Cream?!" Dede yelled.

"Oh, and his name isn't Cream... let me shed some light on this story since the cat has his tongue... he's known as-" the mayor was cut off by Cream.

"Just know that neither one of us will leave here tonight alive and I will take pleasure into finally killing you" Cream spoke.

"Man, dis some soap opera shit! You Americans are funny!!" Tom Boy spoke laughing, but still holding his pistol as Cream continued.

"I ran this city in my day known as Devon 'The King' Davis. I was this city and I had the baddest bitch on my side to prove it, too. She was an angel, my ride or die, everything any man could ever want. She hustled with me and damn near killed with me.  But as every street nigga story, once the money started piling up the hoes started coming at me, and it will always be that one hoe you can't get rid of and for me that was Selena, Dede and Lovely's mom. I fucked up and got her pregnant, so before I lost Cynthia, I went ghost from Selena; only sending money and shit. As my power began to rise I started linking with powerful people such as this bitch ass nigga Clayton Jewels, a fucking low budget lawyer, hoping to become mayor one day, so I put money behind him and I made him the nigga he is today. In return, he made my dirty money clean. But this bitch got greedy. He not only wanted money but unbeknownst to me he wanted my woman. I use to wonder how she found out about the shit I was doing in the streets... it was this snack who told her everything. I sat there for damn near two years blaming the only real nigga I had in my life for shit the mayor was doing. Needless to say, when DeDe turned 3 years old, that would be the day this nigga set me up by planting a weapon on me for murders I didn't commit. Them pigs threw the book at me and shipped me off. I never saw or heard from Cynthia again after she told me she was pregnant the day I was sentenced, but I couldn't blame her. I blame you, nigga, and I've been waiting for this day!" Cream yelled pointing his gun at the mayor about to pull the trigger until Clay spoke.