Reckless

Murda 102

Trevon came up with some bullshyt excuse as to why he needed to leave, which was perfectly fine with me because the longer that he stayed, the harder it was for me not to kill him; plus we were in a hospital and I didn't want to run the risk of someone saving his life. Now that I had my trigger man, I needed to know who was the puppetmaster and what their end goal was because targeting Nolan still didn't make sense to me... Nolan didn't really do shyt and the only thing I could think of was this was an indirect shot at me, honestly, it would've been less dangerous to come at me directly because Nolan was..... Some of Nolan's friends stopped by and honestly, it really helped lift my mood, but I didn't want that... I wanted to hold on to this hatred... Maybe Frenchie was right, maybe being here wasn't good for me... I needed isolation so I could think clearly about what I was going to do to Trevon and the person pulling his string. Speaking of Frenchie, he finally returned with my food and I didn't realize just how hungry I was until scraping the bowl looking for food that was no longer there.

"You want some of mine?" Frenchie asked with a crooked smile. "Nigga, I said SOME, not all...." Frenchie said as I finished the rest of his food. "You need sleep Micah." Frenchie said but I shook my head, seeing Trevon lit a fire in me and I needed to focus on how I was going to get my revenge.

"Nah, actually wanna run something by you but I know we can't talk here...." I said and Frenchie ended up following me out to the parking garage, we got in the car and I told him about my encounter with Trevon and I could see Frenchie starting to boil. "I'll handle it... I just need to figure out HOW I want to do it." I said calmly.

"WE'LL figure it out... maybe if you took your ass home and got some sleep the answer would come to you... No point in stressing yourself out over something beyond your control...." Frenchie said but I really wasn't trying to hear that.

"Maybe you're right..." I said which caught Frenchie off guard. "But I'm only sleeping for like two hours.... and you have to stay up here." I said and he nodded. I hated lying to him but it needed to be done... Once he was out of the car and pulled off and made my way 'home'.

Of course, Legend's house was buzzing with energy, Legend, Jizzle, and Chris sat in the dining room discussing the pros and cons of various gun, while D-Man sat in the living room staring at a blank television screen. I gave them a slight nod before heading up to my old room, I knew I still had some clothes over here somewhere, and just as I found them Legend stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.

"I'm coo... Trevon is the one who shot Nolan and killed Bazil, I'm going to handle it." I said firmly, but Legend stood there like a sentinel, waiting. "Legend, I said I'm fine... I just wanna take a shower and get back up to the hospital with my brother." I said getting annoyed with his silence. "Whatever." I said as I tried to brush past him but he placed a hand on my shoulder, preventing me from leaving.

"I know you'll handle it because that's the type of person you are but...." Legend paused as if he were searching for the right words.... "You need to be smart about this Micah...." Full name, yeah he was serious. "I need to go check on Renee..... just don't make any moves in anger... that's how you'll end up getting caught." Legend said. "There was something else I wanted to discuss with you but I can tell you're not trying to hear it... but we need to talk about Baton Rouge." Legend said and I nodded, I really didn't want to talk about my drunken night with Legend's friend because it was just that... a drunken night that didn't mean shyt.

This shower was exactly what I needed, it helped clear my head and helped me come up with a plan on how to deal with Trevon... I wanted it to be painful, I wanted him to suffer and the plan I had was diabolical. When I got downstairs, D-Man was the only person still here, maybe I was just looking for confirmation that what I was about to do was the best move and I knew he'd be the one to offer some clarity... or at least say something to fuel my anger, with D it was always a coin flip.