Never Let IT Die

Falling Into Place (Pt.1)

           "Oh! Man, keep this up and Ima lose everything!" Tariq laughed to his friends Joe and Eddie as they sat on his sofa, watching Cavs against Golden State, inside the house. Tormentó looked in from the outside of his glass door of the kitchen and sighed, fogging up the glass. "Laz, you almost done, man? I want some Chipotle, a bihh really ready to get dis over wit..." She said, turning back around. "Almost done." Laz said quietly. "Just one last... OK!" He said, snipping the last wire on the security system. "Let's do it..." Lucious said, grabbing Cookie's hand, and leading her over to the side of the house, where he leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips. "Be careful, OK?" "No, you be careful. Just go in there and get it over with... I dont want anyone of y'all getting hurt, even Laz, so just-" "I got you, I wouldn't dare let you and my cub live without me... I would cut off my own finger before I let that happen!" He said, rubbing her growing baby bump. He leaned in to steal one last kiss. "Dad!" Tormentó whispered loudly, as they stopped mid- kiss. "I'll see you..." He said, quickly pecking her lips, and running back over to the sliding door. "Its... Wait..." Laz said, picking the lock on the door. Sliding the door slowly open, Laz quickly stepped inside, followed by Lucious and Tormentó. "OK... Let's get rid of dis bitch once and for all..." Lucious said, pulling out his gun. As he walked towards the living room, Laz aiming for the friend next to Tariq. "Wait, no!" Tormentó whispered, as they both looked up, confused. "I mean, come on, this is the perfect time to play slasher! Look at them, all vulnerable and shit... We could use the guns for Shyne, but for this..." She said, pulling out her machetes with a sinister grin. "Yeah, I feel you..." Lucious said, tightening his gloves and whipping out one of his combat knifes. Las smirked as Tormentó tossed him a machete and they started slowly towards the living room, Lucious and Tormentó quietly imitating Jason's "ki-ki-ki, ma-ma-ma". Lucious pulled up behind Tariq, Tormentó behind Joe, and Laz, Eddie. Laz slowly rose up and hurriedly slit Eddie's throat, then ducked back down. Ed's eyes widened, and he grabbed his neck, making a gurgling sound. "Ed... You had to much to drink already?" Tariq said, chuckling. Joe laughed as he sipped his beer. "Eddie... Ed?!" Tariq yelled, standing up, as Joe stood with him. "Man, what the hell happe-" Joe's words were cut short as Tormentó's machete landed in the back of his head. Tariq gasped and stepped towards Eddie, who was still barely breathing. "Man, just-just hold on... I-I got you. Um.." He said quietly to Eddie as Eddie sunk to the floor. Laz slowly stood, and gestured to Tormentó, who ran behind the wall after launching her machete. Lucious rose to his feet, and smirked evilly. "Lucious... W-what... Why?" He said, stuttering nervously. "You know damn well why... I should be asking you the same question, God damn it! I had to marry a bitch I didn't love, watch my love storm angrily away from me, and you ask me-" Lucious stopped, anger dripping from his voice, as he pulled out his other knife, and positioned them in his hands. "You know what? None of that matters now, what matters is, you gon pay for it today..." "Wait, Lucious! We blood man, you can't do this, bro. Come on, be reasonab-" Lucious flipped the knife towards Tariq, where it lodged in his head. Lucious let out a huge breathe as Tariq collapsed and felt........... Nothing.  Absolutely, nothing. "Well, damn... Look at da flick of dat wrist!" Tormentó said, busting out laughing. They all laughed, even as Lucious and Tormentó pulled the knifes from their victims heads. "We are some fucking maniacs..." Laz said, wiping the tears from his eyes. And for once, Lucious had to agree... They walked out, at times still giggling like school girls talking about their crushes. "Hey... Took yall long enough! So, it's done?" Cookie said, walking over to them, as Lucious wrapped his arms around her waist. He nodded as he opened the door for Cookie and Tormentó, climbed inside the car, and just then, he got a phone call. "Hello? Yep... Um, I think about 11:30, 12:00-ish, why? Really! Ok, I'll meet you tomorrow morning. Just-" he said, looking back at Cookie, who stared back with a  questioning face. "Just make sure everyone who needs to be there, is there. Mmhh-hmm... Ok... See you tomorrow..." He said, ending the call. "Who was that?" Cookie asked, crossing her arms. "No one important, babe." She'd started to talk again, but Lucious interrupted, tapping Laz on the arm to start the car. "Come on, what's this place Shyne hanging at?" "Um... An old warehouse on 15th... He's alone, editing music in the studio, according to his Instagram." Tormentó finished, checking again on her phone. "Hell, Shyne's never alone! We have to watch out. Everybody be careful..." He said, taking out his phone, and shooting a text to Thirsty. He hurried to put his phone away. "It's almost there... Everything is falling into place now.........."...............