Shattered Mirror

Chapter 6: Hidden Spark & Fear

"Claiming they the boss I guess they like my style, Copy what I do, mayne they like my child, I'm listening like damn mayne them boys wild, Thinking to myself, mayne them boys loud, Writing everything from my slang to my smile."

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Sage

The young boy who looked to be about 14 did a secret knocked on the door and a buff looking dude opened, looking me up and down before crossing his eyes at the young boy.

"Who she?" He ask in a serious tone.

"She lookin' for Harlem." He replied with no fear in his voice.

"What for?"

"Damn! She just wants to speak to Harlem for a couple of minutes!" I can tell he had grow a slight irritation in his voice due to all the questioning.

The dude, I'm guessing is security, pulled out some gloves and placed them on before telling me to spread my arms and legs out.

"Got any weapons on ya'?" The security ask while patting me down, looking for any type of weapons.

"Nope." I spoke, popping the p.

"She clear. He hasn't arrived yet but you know where to go."

"Iight, fire."

So I'm guessing the security guard name was fire, stepped aside letting us in. My eyes widened once I saw naked woman package things up. I wasn't dumb I knew that they had to be packaging drugs. I guess I was right when I said Harlem was slanging or dealing.

I felt a tug on my arm and I looked to see the young boy pulling me towards the stairs. The building had two floors and that's where we headed to the second floor. He led me down the long, narrow hall before making a right turn and stopping at a black door.

We enter the room and took a seat on the couch. The silence amongst us was too quiet until he broke it. "Why are you lookin' for Harlem?" He spoke and you can hear a little accent in his voice.

"A lot of reasons." I stuffed my hands inside my sweater pocket and pulled out my phone. The whole screen was cracked since I threw the phone at the wall once I found out my mom was dead. I really needed to get it fix.

There was no new messages and I figured Aunty would have been up by now, blowing up my phone with calls and messages. It was officially almost midnight and I have waited for Harlem for almost 15 minutes now.

"He's ain't showing up!" You can hear the frustration in my voice.

"Uh..relax. He is. Did you even call him before showin' up because he doesn't like unexpected visitors?" I was now sitting at the edge of the seat as I faced him with a dumbass look on my face.

"Look," I started off. "I kno' nothin' bout' him. All I want to do is just talk bout' somethin' really important to him."

"You pregnant by him?" He questioned. "I didn't kno' he had a pretty ass babymama!"

My almond cheeks turned pink at his compliment causing me to face the other way. "No, I'm not his babymama," I paused. "Wait, dose he even have a babymama?"

I know damn well if he had one he probably didn't tell AJ and if she finds out from someone else she would probably drop kick his ass and have him looking tore up to the floor up.

He shrugged his shoulders and I just continue to just stare at him. "What's yo' name?"

He gave me a faint smile. "Scotty."

We were interrupted when I heard loud but not too loud foot steps coming down the hall and the door flung open, revealing two man. They stopped talking once they both saw Scotty and me still sitting on the couch.

My body shook and I immediately recognized Harlem from the picture AJ showed me but the other man I didn't.

The first guy was damn sexy, he had a light skin Carmel complexion with a beautiful smile showing his dimples that can make you go weak, tatt's on his arm, light brown curly hair, and pink plum lips that looks kissable, wearing a Red Versace shirt, a gold necklace dangling from his neck, black cargo pants and the black and red bred's 11 .

His hazel with a glint of brown, per icing eyes burned a hole through us or me. I remained frozen and gulped the lump in my throat as my body shook with fear. Now seeing them in person they show me that they had this demeanor that scream dangerous and they are not one to fuck with.

"Scotty," The man pointed to the door with a look of seriousness . "Out."

Scotty gave me a look before exiting out the door.

Harlem and the other man took steps towards me. "Who the fuck is you?" The other man questioned.

"Uhh....," I was damn near shaking. "Uhh.....I'm Sage."

"I dont' kno' body kno' a Sage." Harlem stated.

"I'm your, well, in other words, I'm your girlfriends best friend."

Harlem squinted his eyes at me as the other man looked me up and down.

He rose an eyebrow. "You AJ's best friend?"

I nodded and let out the breathe I didn't know I was holding in. "That's me." I sounded all proper and shit.

Harlem chuckled and walked over to the desk and sat on it, pulling out a blunt and a lighter from his pocket and lighting it up. "My bad lil' shawdy. I ain't mean to scare you."

I let out a scoff and crossed my arms over my chest. "I wasn't scared."

Both Harlem and the other man laugh. "Shit! You damn near peed on yourself!"

Now thinking about it the other man looked kind of firmalar. Around here he was known as Carter, Kingpin alongside with Harlem.

I didn't come here for nothing so I decided to let go of my fear of them just a little bit and speak up. "Did you know what--"

"Aye boss! They just brought him in!" Fire exclaimed, interrupting me, while peeking through the door

Harlem hopped off the table an blowing out a thick, cloud of smoke. Carter had this look in eyes like it was game time.

"Aye, stay right here lil' shawdy." Harlem say over his shoulder with a look of seriousness, halfway out the door with Carter in front of him.

They both left the room as I sucked my teeth in annoyance until I heard a loud wail coming from down the hall a couple minutes later.

My curiosity got the best of me and I disobey his order. I creeped out into the hall and followed the sound of where the screams came from. A bump on my shoulder caused me to jump until I realized that I had bumped into the wall, scaring my own self.

I shook my head and continue to follow the sounds of the screams. I reached the door, placing my hand on the knob and twisting it.

The moment I opened the door, I regretted ever being noisy, because curiosity killed my mind. There was Carter and Harlem towering a naked man, tied to the chair he was sitting on.

The man was bleeding everywhere. He had two black eyes, a cut on his forehead and plus his dick was cut off causing him to bleed all over the floor.

I palmed my mouth but little did they both know that I was standing right there watching the whole scene unfold.

Harlem raised his .9mm while Carter was using a few words with the man before one bullet entered the mans head and blood splatter the walls and Carter shoes and shirt.