Gangster Boo : Love Is Sacrifice

Gangster Boo - Veinteuno

                                                                                                                  Chapter 21 | Gangster Boo  

Kingston tried to maintain cuddling with Francesca, who was kicking and screaming in her sleep. One drop of hot gumbo made all her horrifying memories come to life. The images were vivid in her head, but he just didn't understand. 

He knew bits and pieces of the story, but he never knew what really went down between the two. Being the man that he was, he didn't want to nit pick into her business until she was ready to tell him what she was going through. As for now, he was trying to calm her down. 

Overnight, her fever skyrocketed to the top from all the wheezing and sweating she's been doing. He held her as close to his chest as he could, but she continued to push away. He was losing her. From the first day he met her until now, he realized she was not going to accept him.

Both of them have seen people drop dead from bullets like it was a natural thing. How were they suppose to conceive a child who would pick up their negative traits? They just couldn't. He wasn't going to let that happen, but he was going to give Francesca her baby. She might not get the baby now, but she was going to get it when he was ready to give it to her.

She began to push Kingston off her with force. As he tried to reason with her through his actions her nightmares were brainwashing her like an unexpected tsunami. "I DON'T FORGIVE YOU ! I DON'T FORGIVE YOU !" She continued to scream in her sleep.

Forcefully, she pushed Kingston down onto the ground causing a loud thud to knock against the hardwood floor. "WHAT THE FUCK, FRANCESCA?!" He shouted at her after regaining his strength.

She jumped up out of bed and ran towards him. "Kingston, I'm so sorry, baby. It was an accident. I didn't mean to hurt you like that." Reaching out, she placed her war hand on the knot that was staring to form on his forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" He mugged her with anger.

"What's wrong with me? What the hell you mean what's wrong with me? I perfectly fine. It was an accident. I don't know why the hell you getting mad." She snapped back, getting up in his face.

"I know yo' ass better back the fuck back."

"Or what?"

He balled up his fist and made one quick move that made her flinch and fall to the ground. The blue paint began to fall down onto the floor once Kingston's hand came from out the wall. Francesca looked up and noticed that he had just punched the wall, when she expected him to punch her in the face for being so damn smart.

"What you on the ground for?"

"I.....I thought you were going to hit me." He saw her body slightly shake in fear.

"Hit you? What the fuck I look like hitting a female? I ain't know bitch. I scratch my balls and get aroused when I see a sexy ass female like you. I'm a real ass nigga. The only niggas you see outchea hitting on females is them bitch made ass motherfuckers." He took a deep breathe and sat on the bed, "I would never in my life put my hands on you, unless you giving me the sticky icky shit." He smirked.

She blushed as he took a seat beside him, "You're so perfect."

"Nah, I'm not. You just never met a nigga like me that's gone actually do you right."

"You're right, and I'm lucky to have you."

"What's going on with you?"

Tears rolled down her cheek into the palm of her hands, "Montana didn't know what love was. After he started selling and getting money, I was ready to leave. He put his hands on me all the time. Every evening I would try to leave him, but for some reason always came back to him. Each time I return he would have a big buffet of food waiting for me to eat and then he would beat me. He thought I was cheating on him, and he said if I wanted to cheat then I needed to be treated like a pig. And then he would ask if I forgive him and I would say yes....." She choked up and he shook her up a little bit.