Battle Of Mississippi

Chapter One

Uptown
Aleyah Jackson

"Za! Let's go!"I screamed loudly from my room. I completed my full face of makeup and touched up my brows again and called Za name three more times. I got tired of calling his name so I put my gloss on lips and made sure my girls were sitting just right . I  grabbed my cream Michael Kohrs purse before I strutted down the long hallway to Za's messy ass bedroom.

"You ready?" I asked while laying on the door frame.

"I been calling yo name Nigga and I know yo bean head ass heard me," I hollered over Tupac's 'All eyez on me' that played in the background.

Zavier  pulled on his black and red America fighter shirt with his red timberlands and completely ignored me like I wasn't standing in his doorway. He put his favorite chain on that had a little 'UT' on it and on the back it had "Uptown 4 Life" in little cursive font. I guess my dad knew we were destined to take over.

Our father gave both of us the same chain on August 23, 2009. I remember the day so well because that's the same day my father died.

He was a good man, but he wasn't built for this lifestyle. He was a runner for the local drug dealers and worked part time at McDonald's ,cleaning the parking lot to support our family. What killed him was the overdose he took trying to catch a high that would never be sufficient enough to give him whatever it was he was chasing.

Let me get out my feelings because this life consumes of Niggas dying every day. You can either deal with the shit or let it take over and make you another victim of this Uptown lifestyle.

I sucked my tears up and caught my brother staring at me with this strange look on his caramel complexioned face.

"What nigga," I asked with a voice laced with attitude while a mug dominated my face.

"Let's go!" He said while grabbing his gun and stuffed in his pants to the his side.

We was headed to the 75th annual Midway Queen of the Ring Rap Battle where Uptown and Downtown try to come together and have a good time while one female rapper from each side rap against each other.

We had some of the illest bitches on our side, courtesy of me of course! I was in charge of finding our talent this year and let's just say the head bitch in charge didn't disappoint.

As we walked on the scene like we owned it,all eyes were on us,because well we are the shit and always will be!Midtown was lit as fuck,the venue was packed to capacity and everyone looked to be having a great time. The hoes kept grabbing on my brother and the Niggas kept salivating at the sight of me but they knew better. If they touched me, I was gone touch that ass back worse.

I didn't have any little sisters and sure as fuck didn't have any kids. If they wanted to play,they better go find someone else who with that shit cause it ain't me.

Za and I made it to the dark area ,sectioned off for elite Uptown members and saw that our area was sitting swole as fuck.

To the right of me ,there was a circular table set up with all type of foods such as fried chicken wings, quesadillas, shrimps, and a variety of other foods. To the left of me were all types of bottles on ice and naturally a bitch like me gravitated toward the Hennessy.

While Zae ass was lighting up a blunt i took a sip of the dark brown liquor in my cup and watched as crooked ass, Mayor James ,approached the red rope in a tight ass black suit. As good as he looked, he knew this wasn't the place or time for this bullshit.

I peeped him shaking hands with Moe and Mase and that didn't sit too well with Za. Surely enough,Za called Mayor James down and got him to follow me to our section.

I could see the fire blaze in my brothers eyes and I knew he wouldn't handle this appropriately,so I jumped up and met him at the rope.

"Yes James, how may I help you?" I seductively.

"Well hello Miss Jackson" he said extending his hand.

I accepted the hand shake and yanked him in closely while whispering in his ear.

"Stay away from us for tonight and watch who you associated with because we wouldn't want anybody coming in harm's way while dealing with the wrong side of Mississippi." I said while
finishing my little warning off with a soft kiss to the side of his smooth face and kindly sent him on his way.

He looked a little shook, but he's a crook.I knew he would have something up his sleeve so,I made a mental note to keep an eye on his crumbsnatching ass.

I sashayed over to where my brother was sitting and saw anger in his eyes. I ran my fingers across my forehead and signaling to him everything was handled. When he rubbed his chin, I knew the message had been relayed.

As the girls battled on the bright stage, I began to descend down the stairs into the crowd to go and speak to some of my homies and to check out the enemies. I caught the eye of my little boo and gave him the signal as I checked my surroundings to see if anyone has caught it ass well.

I proceeded to head to the back of the venue after him.

As we stepped into the secluded, dark area back stage,he roughly pulled me into his arms and gave me soft, tender kisses along the sensitive skin of my neck.

For some reason, his kisses were extra amazing tonight. The trail of kisses he delivered to me,set my skin and body ablaze. I slowly pulled away,looked longingly into his beautiful eyes,pushed him further into a dark corner and hurriedly unzipped his pants while seeing time is not on our side.So,a quickie would have to do until later.
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