Protect Me

Trick Chapter30

Michael POV

As soon as my tires touched Detroit soil I headed over to Michelle's house.

"Sis how you been?"

"I've been good,but I need to speak to you alone," she said eyeing Kimberly.

"Okay wassup?" I asked following her into the dining area.

"Listen Dee changed his location," she said handing me a paper with the new address. "He wants you bring Kimberly over and allow her to call whoever the man is."

"Okay thanks sis you look a lil nervous?"

"I am, you know how much I hate this stuff, now Keam is sending me, King, and Boss away for a while."

"Ohhh noooo, I'm not leaving my son side no, this shit isn't gone happen," I said storming out.

"Michael let him grow up, it's okay it's for his own good!" She shouted after me.

"He's four, Im what's good for my damn son!"

"Baby is everything okay," asked Kimberly following me outside.

"Yea come on," I said taking my baby from her. I still want that hoe demolished.

"Wait Michael..." screamed Michelle running to the car.

"Can he just please stay tonight while y'all have fun?" she asked out of breath.

I thought about it and after a couple of minutes I gave in. Things might get to heated for my son to be around.

"Alright, but just tonight!"

I watched her walk off with my son and something inside of me begged for her to bring him back. I let too many people hurt him I've hurt him and I don't ever wanna make that mistake again. I just want him to know that.

I got in the car and typed in the address on my iPhone 5c. Damn that nigga rented a house out in the ghetto. We drove there in silence as I watched Kimberly take note of every road sign.

"Why are we here?"

"To look at Dee new crib."

"This is his place?" she asked in disgust?

"Yea, he moved and he selling the other one."

"But why?" she asked looking around. "this is the slums."

"Baby, don't act like you didn't come from the slums," I said looking her in the eyes. I swear when hoes get their hand on a little bit of money they forget where they come from.

"But damn, I overcame the struggle!"

"He just trying to keep a low profile from the opps, now get out," I said closing my doors making sure they were locked.

We came up to the door and knocked at least 4 times before Dee came to the door.

"Man I'm sorry, I thought you were my neighbor, she keep coming over here asking for my food and shit."

"Man that's what your ass get for moving over this way," I said laughing aloud.

"You live here forreal?" asked kimberlty.

"Yea, why do you ask?" asked Dee starring at her.

"Damn just asking, I've seen better!"

"Come here Michael I need to speak to you," said Dee taking me around the corner.

When we reached the corner I saw Keam and some more dudes from bloods 419 and bloods 313 collaborating at the island working out groups. Shit must getting hectic if they are coming together.

"Go watch and listen out for that hoe," said Dee.

"Ightt pops I gotcha," said Keam getting up.

Kimberly POV

"Hey Kimberly where you going?"

I turned around and say Keam walking towards the couch. "Outside on the porch, do you wanna join?"

"Nawl I'm trying to catch re-runs of those femmie series Michelle watches," he said flicking through channels.

"Okay then be back."

I headed outside but I didn't want to sit in the car. So I guess I had no choice but to stand on the porch which by the way was only 2 steps. I got my phone out and called Ty up.

"Hey baby...im doing good... yea I'm here now.... 780 MLK Drive..... He just moved he trying to keep low profile from the opps... no I'm sure... and for back up his son lives on 456 springs......."

I heard the door open so I turned around. It was Keam, man what the fuck do he want. "Ima call you back later girl," I said hanging up.

"Kimberly Michael wants you," he said propping the door open for me.

I walked in and I realized I was in some deep shit it was too late to turn around.

Dee POV

"Bitch you thought I wouldn't find out about you and that nigga pain?" Michael asked walking over to Kimberly.

"Wait son," I said pulling him back. "Kimberly you got what we want and if you tell us you can walk away but if not...."

"What do you want?" she asked terrified.

"What's his goal?"

"Ion know what you talking about," she stated no budging.

"You gone take sides with this nigga?" asked Michael. I could see the raged in his eyes as he walked to her attacking her face. "You lied on my son, you always abused him," he said hitting harder. I pulled him off the now bloody Kimberly.

"Yo son is trouble, and when Ty hear about this he gone kill you! she screamed at Michael.

He charged again, but I stopped him. "we need to talk!" I said. "Take that bitch cell phone," I ordered to my boys.

"Look," I said to Michael walkin him to the island. "I need you for this mission, before you protest, I need this from you I would never put your life in danger ion want my grandson without a father and mother."

"Look Dee I can't do that my son is my everything, I'm sorry I did my part."

"No son, it's not that easy, I love you I do but you are gone help..."

"Fuck!!" he shouted getting up.

"Wait sneaky will be back tomorrow morning, everybody staying the night here until he comes."

I know what I just did is fucked up, but I wouldn't let anything to him he's like my second son. I just hope this shit go down right sneaky ain't been answering his cell.