Late Nights☄

Prolouge

Bryant😾...

'I haven't been myself quite lately. Still, I've been lookin' for that lady. Maybe I'ma get it, just maybe, but for now this is how I take it.' Right hand on the steering wheel, I take another drag from the freshly lit blunt hot boxing my way across the brightly lit city. 'I haven't been myself quite lately' I silently rap along to the words booming through the radio. They pierced my heart and tore through my soul as I shadow in on all the bullshit that's been going on these past few months. I pull up to a red light, slowly inhaling the ganja, throwing my head back while her hands rubbed up and around my midsection. She unbuckled my belt, and I hold the smoke in my lungs, relaxing my body tossing my head back against the headrest. I crack a smile as pleasure begins to run through my limbs from the warmth of her soft muscle swarming around my hard-on. She slowly bobs her head up and down engulfing my member causing her to gag. I let out a small grunt which was abruptly interrupted by the sounding of multiple horns honking behind me due to the now brightly dimmed light that once corresponded with the color of misery and death. I break from my fantasy, nonchalantly pressing my foot on the peddle rolling my eyes coming to terms that I'm the only person in the vehicle. I exhale my breath softly and raggedly, surrounding my head blinding my sight within the clouds of sins which replicated my thoughts. Instead of being home, I roam the streets. Not sure as to where a nigga is going with these bad intentions, but anywhere is better than selling dope and fucking bitches at this point.

Devin👿...

I pull over to the side of the bridge, waiting for the oncoming traffic to pass before opening my door. I slowly walk to the passenger portion of the car and step onto the sidewalk, leaning my hands against the railing while dangling my head low. I curse under my breath while trying to control my breathing. My body is full of remorse, and it makes it hard for me to stand as if someone had tied a dozen weights onto me. My eyes started to burn while my body quivered from the breeze. Tears are streaming down my face I break down and sob uncontrollably. I plunge to my knees as the thought of me plummeting off the bridge crept into my mind. The image consistently echoed in my conscious, making it more difficult for me to control myself. I desired to end it all tonight right here at this very moment, so I rid of my sorrows and stand myself up. I reach behind my back and extract the gun I had tucked between my waist. I hold it in my hands and stare at it remembering what happened just an hour ago. Remembering the intense gun fire and the lives of the innocent families we snatched tonight; all in all, remembering the gut wrenching screams and the blood-curdling feeling that will forever reside in my memory.

I hear someone walking towards me, but I ain't care. I continue to stare at the gun then down at my clothes to see his blood still splattered all over me. I close my eyes as tears began to form again. Tonight was my time; I needed to repent. I clocked the gun back and took the safety off, pressing it firmly against my right temple with my finger on the trigger, and my eyes shut tight while my breathing became erratic. My chest heaved up and down, causing my anxiety to worsen creating the reaction to clench my jaw and grit my teeth in response. I noticed the footsteps stopped, giving me the uneasy feeling that someone was watching me but I shook it off. I carefully place myself on the rail with my left hand and hold my head high into the starlit sky. 'Lord God, I come to you a sinner, and I humbly repent for my si-...'

"Motherfucker!"

Then that's when I felt two bullets enter my back and pierce what may have been my lungs. I let out an ear piercing scream when I slipped from the rail. I felt my body go numb while falling toward the water. My vision begins to fade into a state of disarray as I neared close to impact. I feel myself losing consciousness as my body approached the depths. My back hit hard against the surface of the water. I was quickly sinking, and the cold water against my skin made my body stiff. My heart was beating over time, and my lungs started to fill with the mixture of blood and water. I was going into shock so I look up for what may be my last glimpse of life, yet to see a black figure of the person that may have caused this torment. I pray to God that he'll end my suffering as quickly as possible, and that's what he did.

"Aye boss...yeah, it's done. Phase two is a go."

Michelle👄...

"Oh fuck daddy yesssss!" I scream out. I grabbed a fist full of her hair and arched my back as I reached my peak. My eyes roll back, my toes curl I was in sheer bliss at this moment. I turn my neck and lower my back and plaster a kool-aid smile on my face. She kissed up my body and sucked on my neck causing me to moan out in pleasure; furthermore, she dived her tongue into my mouth making me taste my juices as her hands roamed my body. I flip us over pinning her down holding her arms above her head. I was in-between her legs, and she wrapped her thighs around my waist. I thrust my hips into hers rubbing our clits together. I moan into her mouth, and she bit my lower lip in return. I leaned off of her and sat on my knees while letting go of her arms to pinch her left nipple. I run my right hand past her stomach down to her pussy. I ease my hand up and down her slit and wrap my lips around her nipple while I roughly suck and bite on it. My index finger gently swarms around her swollen bud making her body jerk forward. I push my middle and ring fingers slowly inside of her making sure I go as deep as possible. I curve them, slowing my stroke but still pumping deep as fuck.

"Ahhh baby! Fuck oh my God! Y-yes d-don't s-s-sto-- Ahh shit!" Her legs shake uncontrollably, and her hips buck She threw her head back and rolled her eyes. I slowly reach my arm to the side of the bed and try my damnedest to slide my hand under the mattress as quietly as I can. I use my left hand to get her arms back in place above her head, and I slightly shift my body weight to my left side. I grab the knife hidden underneath the mattress and slice her throat in one swift motion. Her eyes shot open while she clawed at my face, causing her to have the look of disbelief as if the bitch ain't see the shit coming. I get up to put on my jeans while she struggled and gasped for air. I turn to face her slightly leaning my elbows against the raggedy dresser that laid against the wall, staring her directly in the eyes showing no remorse. I laugh to myself feeling accomplished with my actions. Her body goes limp, but her fingers continue to twitch. I turn around to face the mirror behind me and smirk at the blood dripping from my chest. I pick up a nearby towel to wipe it off, putting on my shirt and fixing my hair and makeup in the process. I grab my stilettos and walk to the door making sure my fingers firmly placed around the knife. I open the door and step foot into the cold hard breeze. I turn my head back to look at the lifeless body sprawled out across the bed, shaking my head in disgust at the foul play that had gone on with us for far too long.

I chuckle, "Bitch." then licked the blood off the knife and closed the door with a smirk on my face. I strut across the parking lot and get inside my car. I pulled out of the motel and made a quick right onto Pennsylvania Ave. I reach over to the glove department and pull out the business card she gave me. I stare at the flimsy piece of paper, grabbing my phone making a judgment call that will change the game forever.

"It's done." I paused for a second, letting out a sly smirk which turned into a full blown grin. "Begin phase three." And just like that, the domino effect went into play. I've just created the deadliest drug war New York will ever see.