BLACK MASON

CHAPTER 1

K'TAYA^

5:06pm.
Pete's Deli.
Nassau, Bahamas.

Off at last.

Working nine to five on a Saturday was no joke, after the crowd died down a bit- I went to the back to sanitize my station. Upon completion I gather my belongings and clock out. It took me less than twenty minutes to reach my yard.

"What's wrong?" I question my younger brother- he was sitting on the front porch with his face frown up.

"She doin' that shit again".

The strong scent of liquor hit me in the face as I enter the house, the carpet had small spills and bottles everywhere.

"Come on mama, let's go to bed".

"I.....I didn't even see....you", she stumbled over her words with her eyes half open.

After I got her to bed, I took a quick shower and went downstairs to get a snack. I settle for some strawberries and a bottle of water.

From the window I could see Tony and Dario in what look like a very serious conversation.

Tony was very active in the streets, the streets that killed our father. I don't intervene nor do I pay attention to his life simply because he always catch an attitude.

Dario and I are first cousins, older by a few years he took on the role of a provider. I can't remember a time when he wasn't here.

"Taya why you staring and shit?" Dario came inside with Tony following.

"Can't you see she's a weirdo".

Giving both of them the finger I took a seat on the couch and mentally prepared myself to clean-up my mother's mess.

"We gon head out fa' a lil while, you need somethin'?"

"Just some honey buns D, thanks for asking".

"Honey buns? Why you so nasty Taya?" Tony make up his face.

"Boy, go that way", I rolled my eyes.

They went upstairs and I took that opportunity to start cleaning, a few minutes later Tony gave me a peck on my forehead Dario hug me and the two left.

                                         ___________________7:34pm.

I had plans to clean front room but I ended up cleaning that and both the kitchen and dining room.

I poke my head in my mother's room as I made my way to mine.

Getting comfortable I took a quick scroll on Instagram and Facebook. Not long after I was asleep.

________________3:35 am.

Startled I jump up and look for what was making noise. Taking a few deep breathes I pick up my phone.

"Hello".

"Good morning, is this the family of Dario Simpson?"

"Is something wrong?"

"My name is Dr. Peer from Princess Margaret Hospital and I need you to come in with some sort of identification for you and Dario".

Cold sweat started to run down the side of my face. Running down the hall, I check Tony's room just to find it empty. I ran to wake up my mummy.

"Wake up, wake up", I pleaded, shaking her body.

"Yesss, what?" She turned to face me.

After telling her, we rushed to the car and speed to the hospital.

Upon arrival, we was told to sit in the waiting room.

After waiting for what seems to be forever, a doctor finally called us.

"I'm sorry to inform you but... Dario Simpson has passed away due to a bullet wound, we couldn't stop the bleeding."

That was all I heard before passing out.

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