Never Satisfied: A New Orleans Tale

A Nightmare Come True!

"Let me go!"

"Shut the fuck up, you conniving ass bitch!"

"If you move I'ma kill you right the fuck now!"

Slap!

"Make that hoe suck yo' dick son!"

Pow!

Slowly I came to, hearing what sounded like a group of men arguing.

"See man, that's why I ain't want to give yo' trigger happy ass no gun!" A familiar voice said.

"Man, shut the fuck up! The bitch was about to get away 'cause Peanut dumb ass left the door open," I heard another baritone chime in.

Peanut? I've heard that name before...

Becoming fully alert, I felt a sharp, stabbing pain in my lower abdomen. I wanted so badly to yell for help, but something inside told me to just lie still and be quiet. So I did just that.

"For real, both y'all need to shut the fuck up, whining like some faggot ass bitches. We need to find out what to do with the body," another man barked.

"We could put her in the van and take her to the warehouse," one of the men offered.

"Well hurry the fuck up before they get here."

It was when I felt a presence lingering over me that I realized they were talking about me. They thought I was dead.

As soon as I heard a guy say, "So, what will we tell them when they get here," something clicked inside my head and I realized who he was.

I recognized his voice from when he and Nique would talk on the phone. It was Mook.

Another spate of pain tore through my stomach and, against my will, my eyes shot open. I tried to close them without anyone seeing, but it was too late.

"Ay, she alive man!" Mook shouted and the other two came rushing to his side.

One of them crouched down and got in my face. "Nigga you sho'?"

I peeked through the slits in my eyelids and stared at him and it took me a minute, but I recognized him also.

That's the same dude that tried to hit on me at the club!

Contemplating over everything, it hit me. These were the same fools that I had been dreaming about!

In a state of panic, I grabbed my stomach and looked down to have my worse fear confirmed by the blood staining my hands. My nightmare had finally come true.

This is some Twilight Zone type shit!

"Mook," I said frailly. My cover was already blown so it made no sense to continue to play dead. "What are you doing? You've been working for Nique for what, four years now?"

"And?" He snarled.

"I remember him bragging about how loyal you were and how, besides Ace, you were the only one he could really trust. How could you betray Nique like this?"

He snickered at my comment.

Mad I roared, "You know he is going to kill you when he finds out!" I pressed my hands on my stomach in an attempt relieve the pain.

"You a funny li'l bitch," he spoke up. "You think I'm worried about that bitch ass nigga?"

"Please, if you just let me go now, I swear I won't tell him! Just please, my baby..."