King Pin

K.P 8

Shi

I was on a first class trip to Florida, daddy was sending my down to lay low for a while, shit was getting too hot in New York for my family and others associated with us.

Mari and her family went to Mexico for a while to clear their heads, the death of her niece really broke their family apart. They needed to rekindle and come back as strong as they were when they first came from Mexico, especially now that we know who is doing all this killing.

Keyla and her dad were definitely laying low in Jamaica with her mom side of the family. From what I know about them, they are some crazy ass Jamaicans. I'm hoping when we go to war, they will have their visa's by then, we could definitely use them as ali's.

Erin on the other hand is still in New York, standing by her man and daddy side. Her daddy was a mayor anyway, she would be alright, I wasn't worried about my girl.

I got off the terminal and made my way to the luggage area. I checked out my scene, the guys from Florida were definitely different from the guys in New York.

As my luggage came, I felt a light touch on my shoulder. "Hey cousin", came a country drawl.

I picked my bag and turned to my so called cousin. A girl about my height stood there with her hands on her small hips.

"I said hey cousin". I sucked my teeth, who bitch is this?

"And you are?"

"I don't have time for this", she rolled her eyes and walked her little frail ass on. This bitch got an attitude I was not dealing with.

I walked to the front of the air port and called my brother to see what's up with my ride, I hate waiting.

"Yo, I'm here. Where they at?".I looked up and down the walk way, many cabs were standing at attention, ready to start their meters.

"I heard Ruby came to get yo ass but she said you gave her attitude. Now you have to take the cab", he laughed into the phone.

"Fuck that bitch", I walked to a cab and gave the driver my bag to the driver. I hung up the phone and gave the driver the address my bro gave me, then I noticed I was sweating. I asked the driver to put on the air condition only for him to tell me it was broke, I was heated. I have to get my own shit while down here, or have my daddy send me one of my cars from home, this shit was not working.

I pulled my dreads into a pony tail and took off my pink sweat suit jacket exposing my wife beater and pink lace Victoria Secret bra. I debated if I wanted to roll up my black yoga pants but decided against it, if just have to shower when I get there.

A hour later, I made it to my aunt birch place. I was devastated. Every since I got into this neighborhood I was mad. When I was on the high way, I seen the nice ass Palm trees and clear blue water thinking I'm about to relaxing in a mansion like mines at home. But as the driver pulled off the exit, the whole scenery changed, I almost passed out when I seen little kids outside butt naked spraying each other with a tattered water hose. The thing that killed me was there was glass everywhere and they had no shoes on yet they still ran around with smiles on their faces care free.

My aunt birch lived at the end of a dead end street where it was a big ass circle and at least 5 houses around it, my aunt's was in the middle. Aunt birch is my daddy's aunt, his father's sister, and she had three kids from what I know so far.

The house was straight raggedy on the outside, it was a tragedy really, you couldn't pay me no amount of money to live in this. The house was a off white with a ghostly hue to it, green moss was stuck on the corners of the house, and looked as if it was growing to capacity. The inside porch looked slanted, and to make matters worse, four dudes say on the front stairs and two were leaning up against the dirty house. The thing looked like it was going to collapse any minute. I called my brother to see what's up with this shit here.

"Nigga what is this?! You got me in this run down ass shack while yo ass in the Bermuda having the time of your life!", I was pissed. I'm a Fucking princess, princesses don't live in shit like this.

"Yo calm down. It was a short notice thing sis, it's best for you. You the one wanted wanted to stay in the states remember?".

"Yea nigga but not in this shit here", I looked out the window at the dudes on the porch, they all had their hands on their waist, ready to pull out their weapons if needed.

Just then, a middle age woman came out the house, I thought aunt birch was going to be a old broad, I guess not.

"Deal with it", my brother said obviously tired of my complaining. I hung up my iPhone mad as ever.

"Hey baby doll", aunt birch opened the cab door, the cigarette she had hanging from her pink coated lips hit my nose. Damn that shit stink.

"I'm sorry, you are?", even though i knew damn well who she was. She looked just like my grandfather.

"Ooo the lil bitch got manners", said one of the rough looking dudes from the crooked porch.

"Bitch? I got your bitch", I was already mad and he just made me madder. I could feel my brown skin going red, the Florida heat wasn't making anything better. My bags were by my side and I was ready to get my glock from the small of my back and show this nigga the real bitch I could be.

"Shut up ray and come get her damn bags", aunt birch wrapped her thin hands around my arm and ushered me up the stairs, i dragged my suit case with me, hell no ray wasn't touching my shit, I didn't trust none of these country looking niggas, family or not.

"You don't got shit i want in that fake ass louie bag", his little friends snickered. That's it, I couldn't take this shit anymore. This nigga disrespected my louie.

Before anyone could blink, my glock was resting on his temple, everyone was quite, I could feel the heat of a gun pointing at my back, this situation was heated and sticky.

"Nothing i own is fake bitch. Everything i own cost more than your life. Aint gonna be no more disrespecting fuck nigga".

Aunt birch burst out laughing, Ray was no longer smiling now, beads of sweat coated his forehead and upper lip. Bitch ass nigga.

"She spicy just like her daddy. She truly is family now aint you girl? Put that thing away, come on now. We all family, aint gonna be none of that in my house you hear? Now lets get on in the house before this heat sweat out my curls". I tucked my glock away and walked into the porch, it was cooler than outside but still hot. I stepped into the house and breathed a sign of relief. I thought the inside would be just as bad as the outside but it was actually the opposite, it still wasn't what i was use to.

The air condition was on blast and i was glad for it, I never sweated so much before and I needed a shower ASAP.

The dining room looked like it never been touched, a glass table sat in the middle of the room with chrome chairs surrounding it, a glass chandelier dangled from above reflecting off the lights, a platter of fake fruit sat in the middle of the table. The living room was right across with a big ass flat screen hanging from the wall, looked like something I had in my kitchen back at home. Everything in the living room was black, from the black couch, to the little table in the middle, to the carpet. The only thing color in the living room was the walls that were a creme beige color.

Aunt birch walked me upstairs and down a long hallway passed three room which i guessed were her children's room.

"And here is were you will be staying", she opened the door to the fourth room in the corner in the long hallway. The room was cool, everything was pink and white. The bed was a queen size, a size different from my king at home. The carpet was pink and plush, i took off my coach sneakers and socks and flopped on the white bed, I need a nap.

"The bathroom is at the end of the hallway, the boys each have a bathroom of their own so you will just be sharing a space with my daughter Ruby. Speaking of that skinny hussy, I wonder where she is", and with that, aunt birch left me to myself.

I walked over to air condition and turned it up high, then stretched out on the bed. I was too tired.