Admiration

Chapter 23

I'm about to make another story...A Beyoncé x Female OC story. Someone stop me 💀.

Abandoned warehouse

Screams were echoing inside of the dimly lit room as I sat on the table smoking my blunt. Ty was currently slamming a hammer on ole boys fingers one by one.

"Keeping quiet ain't gonna save you bruh so speak up" Ty told him as he slammed the hammer down onto his middle finger. JoJo screamed out loud and tried to move his hand but was restricted since his hands and feet were tied down to the chair.

I watched as he continued to cry as he now had six of his ten fingers broken because he decided to stay quiet.

I was running out of patience but I didn't want to kill him automatically. Everyone had a weakness, something that made them tick. After torturing him for almost two hours, I realized he was wasn't going to talk.

I stood up, putting out the blunt and walked towards Ty. I held my hand out, telling him to stop. When he did, I took off my shirt, standing in my wife beater. Dame came over and gave some gloves. I turned to JoJo as I began to put them on.

"Joseph, my patience is running real low. It's getting late and I want to get back to my girl. I can see that you have some strong loyalty towards my pops and I respect that. But in this moment, you're not telling me what I want to hear." I stopped as Ty handed me the gun.

"In any other scenario, I would have shot you for waisting my time" I said as Micheal and Dame brought out a half conscious Diggy. "But I'm gonna get what I want one way or another and it looks like I'm going to have to go with a more extreme approach" I told him as I walked towards a shaking diggy.

I could feel JoJo's eyes burning a whole into my head.

I turned towards JoJo. "You see, if you don't tell me what I want, your little brothers blood will be on your hands" I told him as my hands went to Diggy's shoulders.

"So tell me what I want to hear" I told him.

I took the safety off my gun before standing behind a quivering Diggy. I pointed the gun at the back of his head as Dame stood in front of him. Throwing his hand back, he punched diggy square in the chest. Then, he punched him in the jaw causing blood to fly out of his mouth.

"What business did Tito have with you?" I asked. That was the first question I needed to know. I needed to know what reason did Tito need to kill me for? Me and him had no beef with each other.

JoJo glared at me, "ya pops put a bag on your head. I had him do it when you threatened him. He told me he would take you out so Darryl and diggy could get what they wanted" he confessed.

I clenched my jaw in anger.

I titled my head at Ty, as a sign for him to shoot JoJo in his shoulder. If I didn't want to kill him automatically then, I definitely wanted him dead now. He basically just told me he had my father put a hit on me. That gave me some closure on why diggy had put Halle in harms way, Tito only came down so that he could get the bag of taking me out.

"Well, seems like his boys couldn't aim at any liable organs so yo plan went to shit. You really planned on killing me? Over a girl that yo scrawny ass brother decided to treat like shit and put his hands on her? You really about to die, both of y'all, over something so fuckin small?" I chuckled darkly.

At this point, I was seeing red. I know my pops and Tito are mad that Darryl couldn't handle taking me out and I know they got men searching all around L.A looking for this nigga right here.

"I hope you know you ain't never seeing the light of day again. I have a heart so I'm not going to kill your little brother. His predatory behavior isn't going to make me kill him, yet. But you? You're dying regardless" I told him.

With that said, I hit diggy with the butt of the gun, knocking him out cold. I tilted my head for the boys to take him out. When he was gone, I walked toward JoJo and squatted down so that we were face to face.

"Here's what's going to happen. You're going to call my father like you are in trouble. You're going to keep him on the phone until I track down where he is. and please don't try not to because with one word from me, and my boys will have him dead in an instant" I told him sternly.

He glared at me. He looked at the spot where Diggy once sat. He looked back at me with a mug but ultimately nodded his head. I gave him a sarcastic smile. I loaded another bullet into my gun before shooting him in his chest. His blood spattered onto me, causing my wife beater to stain.

"The fuck!?" He yelled out, slouched in pain. I turned when Micheal handed me JoJo's phone from his belonging when they got him.

I forced his face to look at the phone while he coughed up blood. When it was open, I searched for my father's name in his contacts. When I found it, I looked back up at JoJo.

"You were gon' die regardless" I waved him off. "When this call connects, you tell him that you're in trouble. Tell him you got jumped and try to describe to him what they looked like. You'll keep him on until I give you the signal to rap it up. Try some shit, I hope you do, and yo brother will be dead right with you" I told him.

He continued to cough up blood as I hit the call button. The call rang for a bit before it connect.

"Yo?" I heard my father's voice on the other line. I hit JoJo a little a sign for him to talk.

"Aye, Idris man...I need some help bruh" I coughed out more blood. "JoJo? The fuck you at man, I got dudes lookin all around L.A foe yo ass" he said. "Bruh I got fuckin jumped" he raised his voice a bit. I looked back at Dame who was working on tracing the call. "By who? What side of town where you on?" He asked him. I watched as JoJo contemplated. I aimed my gun at him and he coughed dramatically to cover it up. "T-they had on Nike Tech and some air forces. Uh, one had some kind of-" he cut him self off, coughing up more blood.

I looked back Dame who gave me a thumbs up that my pops phone was now traced. I nodded and looked back at JoJo. His face was loosing color and he had blood oozing from his chest. He started to cough some more as I moved to the phone ending the call all of a sudden. JoJo looked at me with low eyes as he was loosing consciousness with blood loss.

I looked at him blankly, "have a nice after life, Jo'" I told him. I shot him once again, straight between the eyes. More blood splattered on my clothes.

I took my gloves off and wrapped them over the gun as I handed them to Ty. I walked over to Dame and looked down at the red spots on my shirt and let out an angry sigh. I turned to Micheal, "get rid of this shit" I told him referring to JoJo's dead body. I didn't wait to a response as I looked at Dame.

"How far?" I asked him. "He's about 30 minutes. On the outskirts of L.A" he told me. I thought for a second. "What's the plan?" Ty asked. "Call the rest of them, we gonna need all hands on deck. Get everything in the trucks. Wheels up in twenty. This shit ends tonight" I told them, walking out of the room.

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