Here's to You, Zephaniah.

Zephaniah(13)

A/n: Quick update before y'all read what happened so for now on I think I'm do a lot of time skips for the next 2-4 chapters because it's very convent to just get right along with what going on, or at least what needed without leaving y'all into much suspense, cause I for sureeee give my fair share of cliffhangers and maybe with the time skips it will be less, we will see how this plays out and y'all also let me know if that's what y'all want or just continue to do it by a day to day sequence?
Alright I'll talk to y'all later let's get this teaaaa :)

1 week later

Uncle Jupiter

I arrive at the airport to come and get my siblings. When I told them the news, of course, they were devastated, but they still came through. The part that pissed me off is that each one of them was mad at me cause I didn't tell them about his funeral, which didn't make sense to me. After all, he said the moment every one of their asses left him for dead, he didn't want them to come to his funeral, they didn't have the right to see him dead when they were dead to him long before he was in the physical form of it. I still feel the need to let his kids know who their aunties and uncles are, it's only fair, but I respect his wishes for them not to come to the funeral. This week only Jalina, Jabre, Javi and Azi were able to book their flights here since all of them live out of state, next week Tuesday the rest of them coming. Jalina and her husband and their 3 kids rented an air bnb near my house, Jabre,  Javi, and his wife Lyla,  Azi, and his girlfriend Faun going to be at my house sleeping in guest rooms. Despite what I originally believed was going to happen it didn't. We all got along pretty well, even with their significant others was cool too.

I rented out 3 cars. I had my workers drive the other 2 and I drove one. Everybody had enough room for their things etc. Just my lucky day I guess cause their things were able to fit too and everybody was still calm and collected. We all headed to my house. I haven't seen one of them since she was a newborn which was Zelda after she was born and jalina moved out of the state. Jalina does have the most respectful kids I have met yet. Dia is 12, Zelda is 17, and Demetrius is 8. Jabre had a 16-year-old, his only child, who didn't want to come, and the mom got full custody of her, her name is Rena. Javi wife is expecting, she is 4 months pregnant.  Azi doesn't have any kids. I called Zephaniah and Zaire but neither answered their phones. I was hoping I could introduce them to their uncles and aunties before the Barque next Saturday. We have time cause it's only Tuesday, so I'm hoping they are able to meet them beforehand. We sat around my kitchen counter and got more familiar with my bother and sister significant others. After all the small talk and laughs we went about our evenings, I showed the guest who will be with me to their rooms emergency buttons and they welcome to eat whatever they want, I had a driver drop my sister and her family off and I was back to my Regular schedule heading to the trap for my weekly updates.

I get there. Everybody on task per usual, I smirk and headed inside. Nobody here besides my workers, got a few counting the money, some closing envelopes, and one man, he looked out of place, well it make sense cause he was. "Yo" I said to Joshua my worker. Joshua looked towards me and hands lifted in defeat. "Who tf is you" I told the stranger trying to keep my composure. "Hey I was sent here by Ryan I wanted to talk business with you and give you some Intel. I knew this man was on some other shit. "Who tf is Ryan?" I said to myself. I know all my employees like the back of my hand, I even taught Zephaniah that, the more you know a person the quicker you understand their flaws, gains and resources, but mostly their stories. It takes nothing to be a good person, it take everything to keep that mentality though. How the fuck did he get into the trap. Some shit ain't adding up. "Ryan you say" I watch his body language, on the outside he looked confident, but if you really look into his eyes, he fearful. This man definitely should be this about to be his last day living for sho.

I shook my head. "yeah Ryan he one of my best employees here." lying like a mf. I hate being lied too, but what I hate more is lying. I look Joshua way and he nod his head and walked away. "yo lil shoota come right this way with me" I gave him a gesture to move forward and-he eagerly did so. Damn, mistake number two for his ass. Never turn you're back on you're enemy, whoever sent this man knew he was a weak link. Maybe that's why they sent him. Now he about to die, being loyal to mfs who aren't loyal to him. When theses fuckers going to learn. If you don't trust yourself, why would you put yourself in situations where it have to be earned from another person. The man turned back around, "so where is it". I snapped my finger. My bodyguard always behind me in the trap. Iron, I call him, we been rocking with each since the beginning. The loyalty he have to me, never ending. Maybe in death this little man learn that. What loyalty really means. I walked forward and made a left. My third office, strictly for executions. It's a quicker clean up process too. I entered and so did he, I asked him to close the door behind him and before the door was fully closed, I saw my body guard on standby with his gun pointed up and ready and earpiece slightly falling.

Third mistake. Watch you're surroundings at all times. The door was fully closed now, and I just shook my head. This man was lacking all basic street rules. I sat in the chair and he sat as well. "the music booming in here ain't it." I take a close look at him. The little boy was tall, had tattoos all over his neck and arms. monotoned voice and tear drops tattoos near his eyes. He had 4 tears, and he was a dread head who needed a re-twist bad. His dreads wasn't long and neither his life would be. I hope he about to die with no regrets. "Aye, you hot youngin, why you sweating so much?" He started laughing and this look came across his eyes. Confidence. "manneee it's just hot in here." I went in my pocket and he went in his too. "Yo trying smoke?" He shook his head. "nah this ain't what I can't here for bro" he re-adjust himself in that seat but never took his hands out his pocket. Little do he know that gun ain't going to help him. "Shit no problem lil nigga" I said and stood up. "yo where you going" sweat drips off face, and he pull that gun out his pocket and I smirk. "woah there younggin, if Ryan ain't tell you shit, he should've told you I don't take threats lightly, now if you going to shoot me, do it."

The youngin hands got shaky. "you killed my big brother, I came to pay off an debt where it should've been done, I'm about to wipe out your existence, you bitch ass nigga, he all I had and you took that shit!" I chucked. Walked up to him. Put my face right in between the gun he was aiming at me and as an tear feel from his eyes, I said this. "I owe a lot of people unwanted debts, but the only person who going to take my life is god himself, that's when the door was opened and my guard shot the little youngin. Right on the side of his head, as his body fell on the side of my guest couch and blood spattered all over me and in this room. "Dammit." Then I look towards his way, and bent down to where he was, "may you and your bother rest in peace, cause where I'm going, I'm not about to see any."  I stood up, nodded towards my guard and walked out the room and towards at the entrance way, I yelled over the music that was blasting. "Yo somebody go clean that shit up in room 3c, its real messy " and I went to take an shower. I hate the smell of blood on me.

Xoxoxo cece
Also I want to remind y'all black men are so beautiful
I never been simping this hard in my life, please send prayers.