King Pin

K.P 3

I nudged Mari and grinned at the pair. The last I heard of them, they quit school and was hoeing since Ivy was no longer alive to lead them. Just like the dogs they were, now they were stray dogs at that.

They walked up to me, beetle juice spoke first. "Happy birthday girl! I see you doing big things". she grinned and clasped her thin hands together. She was Skinner than what I remembered her being in high school. She still looked like beetle juice, just with make up and red lip stick. Her red dress was giving me a head ache, it was way too bright.

"Big things", Vicki added. She in fact gained a little weight. The black stretch leggings hugged her thigh and the button down shirt really lifted her small boobs. Her toes were definitely crying from her much too small high heel shoes.

"Beetle juice, Vicki".

"My name is Abigail", Beetle juice said with a tight smile. The bitch should be happy I acknowledged her ugly ass anyway.

"Same difference", I shrugged. Mari burst out laughing at that one. I looked at my Michael Kors diamond encrusted watch, it was now two in the morning. I was done entertaining these birds for the night.

"I hate to break up this little high school reunion, but I'm getting pretty tired". I gave a fake little yawn and covered my mouth as a proper princess would. "I really should be going". I started walking away with Mari in tow.

"Take our number... we'd really love to do business", beetle juice called out. I waved at Mari to take their numbers and made my way back to the elevator. I needed to get the security tapes from the manager from the club and say good night to me guest

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Back at my home, I sat on my couch of my mini mansion with a bowl of ice cream watching reruns of Fresh Prince. All was calm in my home. The quiet at times made me cringe, I lived all alone in this house of mine. Some days it was a blessing, sometimes I wish I had someone to come home to.

I put the bowl of raisin rum ice cream on the coffee table and drifted off to sleep.

I awakened to a light knock at my door. I immediately jumped up, pulling my gat from under the cushion tip toeing across my marble floors to the window. I peeked out and there stood my mother with a male by her side. I looked at my decorative wall clock, it read 8:30. What is she doing here so early?

I tucked the gun in the small of my back making sure to hide it well. I opened the door and squinted my eyes at the raising sun.

"Rise and shine". Mommy came waltzing in, the clicking of her heels filling my home. I stopped the male at the door.

"Who the Fuck are you?". I looked up at his tall frame. He was light skinned with, with the most particular brown eyes. They had green specks in them. His smile was warm but the frown I wore was evident of my annoyance.

"Don't be rude Shi", mommy started up.

"No it's okay". He smiled and fixed his grey fitted suite. He was handsome. "Hello, I'm Mr right. I heard you were looking for me".

I burst out laughing at that, this guy was a joke. I walked away laughing and followed my mom to my kitchen. I sat down still laughing and doubled over in a chair.

Mr right came in and stood near the table smiling, obviously amused he got me to smile.

"Really Shi, all this food in here. Do you cook?". she was taking bacon and eggs out of the fridge.

I shrugged, not wanting to answer. I finally yawned and realized I was in my night clothes still, a sports bra and basketball shorts. I excused my self from everyone and walked up the stairs to shower and change. Thirty minutes later i was back down stairs, ready to make my morning runs to check in my dad's ware house in New York.

"I gotta go mom". I grabbed a piece of bacon.

"No! I didn't even introduced you to Mr right", she smiled mocking him earlier. "Remember my friend Jen from New York? Well, this is her son Austin Welch. He owns a chain of restaurants. There all over the country". She winked.

"Nice to meet you Austin, I have to go".

Mommy was saying something as I was walking out the door but I wasn't even trying to hear it. I had money to pick up.

I made my way to Brooklyn first, making my way to the secluded warehouse that was basically in the middle of nowhere.

Three buff men stood at the door with machine guns in hands. They stiffened when they seen my new white 2013 model BMW.

I fixed my white Gucci shades and stepped out into the blazing sun. I hated August and the sizzling heat. Thank God for air conditioning.

I walked to the front of the ware house trying to pull down my shorts,my little ass cheeks were showing, but it was hot as Satan's balls. My C cup breast sat perky in my wife beater and my silver gladiator sandals crunched the twigs on the ground.

I smiled at the buff boys at the door and in return they gave me a smirk and opened the steel door. There was a lounge area where men sat and talked, passing joints to each other or checking their guns. Greetings came from every inch of the lounge as I went through the medal detectors. I then walked through the second steel doors and down the dark stairs, a purple light greeted me at the bottom of the steps.

There was naked bitches everywhere. The long rectangle tables were filled with white powder, naked girls were standing around packaging work.

Some girls walked around stuffing duffle bags filled with money, some counted money out by hand.

I felt a presence behind me.

"Sis". I grinned and turned to face my brother Sage. He gave me a bear hug. "Where your Fucking bra at?". He frowned at me.

"Nigga it's hot. Ain't nobody got time for that". I tried my best to imitate Sweet Brown. Sage cracked a smile.

"Come sit, the money almost ready. Just 2 more thousands to go".

I walked with Sage to a black couch in the middle of the large room. I took out my cell from my back pocket checking my email.

"When you gonna give me a niece or nephew Shi?". His question caught me off guard. My two twin sisters had children of there own, we never got to see them though. As soon as they graduated high school, they married their high school boyfriends and were out. They didn't want anything do with the family business. Last time I spoke to them, they were haunted with the faces they killed when they turned 18. Me on the other hand, I didn't give a Fuck. Who ever I killed deserved it, that's how I looked at it anyways.

"Come on now". I put my phone down and looked at him. "I just turned 21".

"Yea but the way you living, you a cold ass bitch". I grimaced when he said that, "you never had a Fucking boyfriend, you don't even give these Niggas the time of the day. You want to be a lonely old bat with ten cats?".

I grinned. "Eleven cats actually". We both burst out laughing. "But nah, mommy brought some nigga over today. Austin is his name".

Sage shook his head in thought. "She was telling me about him. You know I had to do my research. He seems legit, had one of my bitches go to one of his Italian restaurant's around Harlem. He owns them thangs". I shook my head.

"I'll see what he about... maybe".

A naked girl came over and told us the money bags were complete.

Sage called two dudes from the first floor lounge down to carry the bags to my car.

"Welp, let me get this money to daddy and check on these other ware houses". I kissed my brother on the cheek. "Be safe bro".

"Same sis!".

I haven't really wrote and ghetto hood stories till now. How y'all feeling it.

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