Chapter 5 | Gangster Boo
Incessantly, Francesca packed all her wardrobe into her Louis Vutton suitcase. She took a little time to do her hygiene in the bathroom before it was time for her to meet up with Kingston at the airport. Dripping wet, she stepped out of the shower and recieved a text from him letting her know that he was already there.
After she replied back letting him know that she was on her way, she got dressed. She sported a Dolce and Gabanna floral dress with gold Jimmy Choos, and a Chanel bag clutched to her side. Her face was decorated with gold glittery eyeliner and a medium shade of red lipstick. Her chandeliar earrings dangled as she walked and complimented the golden locket around her neck.
The apartment was now locked up and her bags were in the trunk of her Barcelona red 2014 Toyota Prius Five with the dark gray interior. Lil mama was swerving in the whip as she flyed in her lane. Her car was doing doughnuts as she zoomed towards the airport.
When she arrived the first thing that caught her sight was Kingston leaning up against a black and royal blue HondaJet with an over the wing engine mount. She was enamored. He put away his Cuban cigar and ordered his guards to get her bags out the trunk.
She tossed the guards the keys and stepped into the first class plane. "You know you late, right?"
"I'm here aren't I." She smiled at him.
"Yeah, but you suppose to be proving me wrong. I got top notch killers in my session, but I made them stay in the warehouse cause I'm trying to trust you. I want to see what you about."
"I'm about my business and you can count on me. I did have to wash my ass from being in that sweaty restaurant. I wasn't about to be here looking a hot ass mess."
"I understand, ma. I get where you coming from, but next time make sure you bring yo' ass here on time. I ain't got time to be waiting up for no damn body."
"Yeah, what ever." She rolled her eyes as she filed her fingernails, "What you got sweet up in here?"
"Strawberries covered in white or milk chocolate."
"Ugh, no thanks. Do you have anything with a little more protein inside?"
"Franscesca, you playing right? Just eat the damn strawberry."
"No."
"Eat it." He walked towards her with a smirk.
"Kingston, move !"
"Just taste it. Take one bite, baby, it's not gone kill you."
"I'm not eating that unhealthy shit. Now get it out my face."
"Eat the straberry, Anna Mae." He placed it in front of her lips. The chocolate smell was enticing her to do the wrong thing. She hasn't ate an unhealthy snack in eight years. The thought of eating fatty foods made her think of the vile things that Montana did to her.
Although, Kingston's tactics were humorous she just couldn't do anything that would hurt her in any kind of way. "I can't. I just won't feel right."
He sighed, "Damn, you act like your baby don't want you to eat. What the fuck that nigga do to you?"
"I really don't feel like talking about it. I'm tired."
"Look, I ain't no soft nigga, but I can tell you going through some shit. So, if you need a friend, I'm gone be here."
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Gangster Boo : Love Is Sacrifice
Narrativa generaleRejuvenated from her study abroad experience Franscesca returns home to her somewhat dysfunctional family, but when she's placed into a position she doesn't want to dig herself out of she must choose to face sacrificial decisions. © 2015 by Qiana Lee