The Grove Chronicles

Chapter 23

Now that I.S.S. controlled the drug trade in Cedar Grove, trap house's were popping up everywhere. In particular, the trap on Traemount  was the main hub. Inside were naked women, loading up vials of cocaine, also men counting stacks of money laying across the table.  

Snuff came to check in, making sure everything was copacetic. " Yo, make sure the 100's is separate,  from all the smaller bills, yo!" " Lets be on point!"  " Don't worry boss, I got it." explained a young worker.  " Good, now keep doin it." 

Snuff then reached for his large mobile phone, dialing Ezail's pager number. After minute of waiting, the phone rang. " Yo wadup Bub?" " Was good baby?" " Come through on Jefferson, I need you double check somethin for me . " " A'ight give me about half an hour...' " Just finished up practice." 

" Aight bet, see you here." Ezail arrived, scanning the room, nodding his head in approval. " Yo Snuff was poppin?"he said giving pound. " I need someone great at math, to double check this paper..... " I don't trust these discount ass niggas here." Snuff ordered. " Who these niggas anyway?" Ezail wondered "Naw some niggas Grimm suggested." " They wanna get paid, so I'll pay em."  

" Makes sense, fuck it."Ezail shrugged. Suddenly a loud knock was at the door. Boom! Boom! Everyone in the room perked up, especially Snuff, grabbing his sawed off shotgun. " Ayo who there?! Snuff asked. "It's me, Jab!"  " Aw shit, somebody let that  nillie ass nigga in!" Ezail stated.  

Jab along with his cousin Chancey walked in, looking around shaking their heads " Well shit ya'll got it movin around here huh?" Jab observed. " Jab you can be here, but yo cousin gotta roll." Ezail said. " Yo, who talkin to you superstar?" Chancey blurted.  Ezail 's blood boiled.  " What?" " This is official business of the Idlewood Sharp Soldiers, don't need no outsiders."  " Nigga outsider?" " I'm this nigga cousin, whateva he involved with, I'm there wit him." 

" What that mean?" " If you aint rockin the purple, or  been jumped in, whatever goes on in here is none of yo business... that fuckin simple."  Ezail said sternly. Chancey approached Ezail getting in his face.  " Fool,  aint nuttin G about you...." " Just another pretty boy, playin gangsta." " I laid punk ass niggas  like you down, back in LA."

" Well.. this aint LA bruh...... this is da Grove." " Things be different up here."  Snuff had enough.  " Listen fool, you heard what my little brother said." " You out yo league homeboy." " Man whateva, fuck ya mark ass tricks!" " I dont know why Jab even fucked wit y'all in the first place!"  Jab walked up to Ezail huffing. "Hold on cuz." " Chuck, you like my brother man..."  " But like I said I feel spineless, and left out." 

" We built this shit, not just y'all two!" " It was us 3 man, always!"  Jab yelled.  Not faggot ass Roc, Ketch or anybody else!'"  "  I hear that homie.....' Ezail sighed calmly.  " But certain things aren't for everyone.' " Like I said yo temper has been bad for awhile now...." " Can't have you botherin people who aint even in the street... period." 

Jab balled up his fist. Word it's like that now huh?"  " Okay, have it yo way..." " I'm the reason them smaller crews backed off us."  " I held shit down during the turf battles, now  I'm not even needed." " A nigga did his part." 

Snuff frowned. " Nigga stop the fuckin drugs!" " We looked out for you when needed!"  Jab shrugged. " Don't even  matter anymore."  'Got some dudes on Seville Boulevard who down to form a new crew...." " Least they down for me." Snuff scoffed. " J listen to yoself....." Startin a new crew is dumb....."  " Who's to say them niggas even loyal?" 

"Jab growled. " Man the conversation is over!" " The brotherhood with I.S.S. is over, like a muthafucka!"  " From now on, I'm the leader and general of the Seville Boulevard Killaz!" " And I'm right beside him." Chancey stated. Snuff inhaled deeply, before picking up his shotgun again. " Then get y'all Seville asses out my trap."  " Don't even set foot on this street , or any other territory." 

" That also means  taking of the purple colors..." " Gimmie yo bandana now." Ezail ordered.  Jab reached in his pocket, shoving his purple bandana in Ezails chest. " Take it....." " I think my new colors, are gonna be orange." Jab smiled devilishly, pulling out  an orange bandana.  "Get out now..." Ezail callously remarked. 

"Both of y'all nillie asses leave!" Snuff cocked and raised his shotgun. "  Its war from now on pussies!' Chancey hollered while him and Jab left the small house. 

Right then and there, the biggest war between crews blossomed.  

" Wasup!/How u doin?!/ Dont even doubt us!/ Cuz we the Bruins!/ Yo team wack/ So stand back !/ Cuz we the ones that make the crowd clap!/  

Esmyra was in the gym for cheerleading practice. Gia had broken her foot a couple of weeks ago, so while she was out, another girl named Leshawn took over as captain.   " Aight y'all, good work." she praised. " Yo My-My you straight?"  " You seemed out of breath or somethin."  

Esmyra shrugged. " Nah I'm fine." Leshawn silently observed her, almost not believing her. " Okay." " Ima take yo word for it."   " Right then and there, Esmyra felt light headed again."  " Hey Esmyra can I walk home with you?" 'My ride stood me up." one of her teammates asked.  " Yeah sure, no problem. " 

After arriving home, Esmyra felt nauseous. She tried lying down on the living room sofa , but as she took another step, she held her hand to mouth, making a beeline to the bathroom. Esmyra vomited large amounts, face down for about 15 seconds straight. Eventually she stopped, standing up weakly. 

While coming out the bathroom groaning, Eduardo came downstairs noticing  his daughter looking ill. " Baby, you okay?"  ' Noooo ....." 'I nearly threw up my brains out."  " Well.... lay down on the sofa." Esmyra stretched out on the sofa on her back." Eduardo feel her forehead. " Hmmm, don't seem feverish, I mean it is flu season." " What did you eat?"  " Well, this morning I had some pop tarts and bacon, for lunch, just some fries and fruit punch. "

" I see..." " What about yesterday after school?"  " I stopped for some Jamacian food, after school..." Had some jerk chicken and rice."  Eduardo then grimaced. "What a minute, you went to that place on Silver Lane?'" " I told you to come home after school, your punishment  is not over yet." Esmyra groaned. " I know papi but I was having a craving...."  " Couldn't help it." 

" That's fine, but my ruling still stands." " Also I don't want you on the Westside, to begin with." " Too much bad things happen there." Esmyra puffed. "  I'll be fine papi, trust me...." " I'm tough, don't nobody mess wit me."  " Not the point, but I do hope you get better... " Rest a bit, I'll make you some soup." Eduardo instructed. 

Esmyra then pondered... " I'm I----- nah can't be." " Not in a million years." " I'll just lay off the jerk chicken for awhile.