"Like, I could tell you a story about myself and you could find it inspirational. Ones where there are plenty of times I could have gave up, but I told you my mind process behind why I didn't give up. It gives you the type of hope, that motivation t...
"So you don't want to speak? That's fine too" I shot his foot getting impatient. He knew what we needed to know but decided to play the silent game. Well, we wasn't so silent now. He was stuck in between singing like Mary J but, opera style.
I didn't sleep as well. Having to look over my shoulder more than usual is stressful.
Tommy said he had an idea of who's behind all of this madness but, we just needed him to confirm. If we were to hit up the wrong people then we really would issues.
Tommy took a bottle of alcohol pouring on the open cut , looking him in his eyes making him yell in pain. Right now he had those demon like eyes like he does when he's mad. I guess he's been messing with his sleep also.
"I don't know his name. I just know he's dark skin and short. I don't know . I don't know " he sounded like he was crying. I could feel the pain. I damn near wanted to help him cry.
"Details" Tommy cocked the pistol back ready to fire.
" Hair like Brandon Ingram but not as nappy. He usually wears diamond studs but I don't really know. There isn't to many things remarkable about him. He looks like a regular person. Uhhh.....I can't think . I can't think!" He rushed everything out. Damn, so all I had to do was pour alcohol on him. Early he was all talk getting real slick. Who would've thought alcohol?
" Yuhp, it got to be him" . Not my dawg. During that little photo shoot he was mad cool. Or he just know how to play his role really good. Surprisingly , Tommy said he knew him but, didn't see him the entire time. That's crazy.
M A D U K E S
" Where is it again?" I asked Makaveli ready to leave.
" Room, Nightstand on the right, second drawer" I listened to the orders.
I drove to the house alone. If Tommy found out I knew for sure he would fuss about it. He had a reason but, they both were too scared to come, in fear, so I went. I clothes that didn't deserve to get dusty in there.
The Queen Bee and I sung our hearts out in the car. I danced also have some fun alone time.
I opened the door and locked after myself being careful of my surroundings. I first went to get my daughters things then walked down the hall to my room. I walked in to a darksinned man holding a picture that was settled on the dresser in his hands. I grabbed the pocket knife that I had secured in the bag ready to defend myself.
"Just a pocket knife?Do better" my inner voice spoke to me.
" Woahh woahh, Rachel (Ruh-Shel) put that down" the man backed up. The voice sounded way too familiar. It had to be who I thought it was because he knew my name evidently.
"Draymon?"
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I haven't seen him in so long and the time he does come he's this whole new person. Still on the inside though, first everything and father of both of my kids. I didn't have to ask how he knew we were here. Makaveli was too friendly and jolly to keep a mouth closed.
"Where Damyen and Makaveli" . He never called him Tommy like everyone else did.
" Tommy got caught up in a little predicament and we staying in a safe house now". Nows not the time but the mustache and that chin hair that grew in really making me tighten up. They say as you age your vision blurs. I aged quickly in the matter of minutes cause this didn't feel or look real to me.
He was still sweet and made flirty comments every now and then but, he hurt me and as easy as it is to fall right into his arms I refuse for the time being.
He chose the streets over family. That's the reason we didn't last. I was riding with him. When I had Tommy that was a setback and I started falling off. I gave him by the time Makaveli was born and he still refused to give it up.
I knew a lot of people that was handling their priorities legally and I just wanted to start taking that route. I still gave him time and nothing changed so I kicked him out and let all the weight fall on my shoulders.
The stress led me to doing drugs and making my worst mistake, neglecting my own blood. Now that I look at it we kind of did the same thing. But, in my defense, I was still doing my best to support and keep them in school.
Things like selling the microwave for food was just one of the sacrifices.
" He just a young bull. I could end this quick"
" Don't underestimate my boy. He's pretty good." He was. He's actually better than Draymon was growing up. He calculates every,over as if it was a chess game.
"Cmon. We could do this "
"We?" "Alright. One more time D and R still taking over"
As youngings we made power moves together. We thought it would be like that always but, life comes with suprises.
"DR5L?"
DR not only were out initials but, we actual were Drs. When we felt needed we had to really cut people up. We were that deep into the lifestyle. I never ratted and did some time.I thought long and hard before acting. I didn't want this to be another mistake.
"DR5L". We joined our pinkys where we had 'DR5L' tatted in the inner side. I felt a younger spirit come over me real quick.
" Alright Rachel. We gone do this one time and one time only. He one time is going to be done tight." I gave myself the prep talk.
